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Of my youth 1 of 2
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This is the story of my youth
When I was about twelve, my parents got divorced, and
my father remarried my best friends' mother. My friend had
two sisters, who became my step sisters, one about my age,
and one a little younger. We all became pretty close as we
dealt with the complexities of divorce, and remarriage, and
step-parents, and growing through puberty in the late
seventies, and early eighties.
Both of my step sisters, Sandra, about my age, and
Penny, a little younger, were quite beautiful with fair
skin, and striking features. I would spend many weekends
with my dad, which was really more like staying just
spending the night at my best friends' house. As the months
past, our young bodies began to develop, and pubescent
hormones started to demand exploration. My step sisters
always had friends spending the night, and I suppose good
looks were requirements of the friendships.
A typical weekend night would consist of watching a
rented movie, and our parents going to bed early. After
they would go to bed we would sit around and read what must
have been everyone's favorite book, "All You Ever Wanted To
Know About Sex* (but were afraid to ask)." Lively
discussions often developed as each tried to learn a little
bit more about the opposite sex. These discussions got
bolder and bolder as more months past, and would many times
develop into a game of strip poker, or some variation of
truth or dare, or I will show you mine if you show me yours,
etc. More often than not, my stepsisters' girlfriends were
quite eager to participate in the discussions, and resultant
activities.
Renee was one of Penny's friends who spent the night
quite regularly. She was absolutely gorgeous, with long tan
legs, and perfectly developed medium sized breasts, topped
with dark, tight nipples, and one of the best proportioned
bodies I have ever seen. She was about 5"7, and always in
perfect shape and with a perfect tan since she was a
competitive swimmer. Her aqua blue eyes used to haunt me.
It was as if her eyes could see a deeper place within me
than any other eyes. I would often see Renee in her
swimsuit, and would often fantasize about her while I would
masturbate, which was quite often back then.
I recall the first time I got to see her naked body,
was as she stepped out of the shower at our house.
How fortunate I was that my step mother cleaned the
mirror and window to the bathroom with some type of cleaner,
that eliminated or at least minimized fog. I still do not
know what that cleaner was but my Hormone infested 13 and 14
year old body surely appreciated it. The inside of the
bathroom window had a wooden adjustable blind. No matter
how they were adjusted, you could always find several small
places to look through, visibility was amazingly good. The
outside of the Bathroom window was perfect also. It was in
an odd architectural recess of the house, which prevented
being seen from inside the house, and planted with large
bushes, to prevent anyone in the yard from seeing you. The
house was secluded, so neighbors were just not an issue.
The ground outside the window was covered with pine bark, so
no footprints either. I never let anyone know about my
voyeuristic habits, even my best-friend/stepbrother, Alex.
I had often watched my stepsisters towel off after a
shower, most often to be disappointed. Sandra had very
small, but pronounced breasts, and dark thin pubic hair.
Hers was an athletic body, but basically non descript.
Penny was just developing mounds, and her blond wisps of
pubic hair that were just coming in were barely visible,
especially if there was even a little fog on the windows.
Sandra had this annoying habit of putting on her oversized
shirt immediately after towel wrapping her head, and usually
had her back to the window. Penny would linger nude after
her shower, as she brushed her teeth, and brushed her hair,
but she was just too young arouse much interest. I always
wished that Sandra would have stayed nude after her shower,
because she spent a long time in the bathroom tending to a
mild case of acne. It was always a treat when I would catch
someone going to the bathroom. The toilet was directly
beneath the window, literally less that two feet away from
my observation point. From here I could see very well
Penny's individual pubic hairs, and very vividly see the
inner lips of genitals. I was very confident from this
position, as I knew I was invisible to the occupant of the
bathroom. I very often masturbated on the spot, especially
if it was night time. If the "show" didn't last long
enough, I would then go inside, usually to the same
bathroom, and masturbate. Mostly, my erection wouldn't even
go away, but back then it seems as if I was hard more than I
wasn't.
Back to Renee. It was a warm summer night and a group
of us had just finished swimming. We had a pool in our
yard that was fed with spring water, so it was always a
little colder than most. This always made the girls'
nipples stand very erect. The girls mostly got used to this
and their modesty quickly vanished. Renee was the only one
who decided to take a shower after swimming, everybody else
simply dried and changed into dry clothes. I went outside,
and found my place outside the window of the bathroom. I
began fondling myself well before she stepped out of the
shower where I could see her. I had to hold myself back
several times, since I did not want to climax before I
actually saw her magnificent body. After a long shower she
finally stepped out. I was not disappointed. If anything,
she was more beautiful than I could have hoped. I saw her
bare chest for the first time, the nipples that I thought
would shear the fabric of her swimsuit. I was in teen-aged
boy heaven. I could see her exquisite thin brown pubic
hair. I hardly had to touch myself before I came on the
pine bark at my feet. My knees buckled, and my breath
became short in the excitement of that climax. It took a
couple of minutes to recover. I stayed at the window, and
couldn't believe my good fortune. Not only did she stay
nude, she used the toilet. I could now see the gentle
protrusions of her delicate pink lips. She sat situated on
the toilet just perfectly for me. She even had her right
foot propped up on a footstool near the toilet. She had
such an erotic aura about her. I became hard again, and
started to slowly rub my penis. She had gotten up from the
toilet, and now began to paint her toenails. She kind of
leaned against the bathroom counter and lifted her foot up
to the counter and leaned into her thigh, and began working
on her nails. She was situated with her right leg on the
ground, and her left knee under her chin. She looked so
graceful. The image of her long legs and the curve of her
back as she leaned over to her toes remains the most
innocently erotic thing I have ever seen. After she
finished I went in and took a shower, and joined everybody
for dinner. I sat across the table from Renee, and when our
eyes met, we seemed to exchange something, on some level I
have not known since. Perhaps she knew I was out there, but
I don't think so. It would spoil the innocence of that
moment. Later I would start to feel a little guilty, but I
will never forget that night, the orgasms faded, but her
image will remain with me always.
Later that night we began our usual routine of reading
the sex book and discussing the things we had read. There
were four of us there that night; Penny, and Renee, and Alex
and me. Alex decided that we should play strip poker. This
worked out really well, because neither of the girls really
knew much about poker. Most nights the game would end with
one of the girls, down to her bra and panties, refusing to
reveal any more. Tonight was different, however. Both
girls were down to their bra and panties, and Alex and I sat
there Indian style on the floor, still in our jeans. We
both had raging hard-ons, and the head of my penis was
poking up above the waistband of my jeans. I decided that I
would lose the next two rounds, and ended up naked. Part of
the game was that after you had lost a piece of clothing,
you had to stand up and walk around the room, so that others
could see. We usually did not force this issue in the early
rounds, for shoes, and socks, etc. but as the game went on
we did. Penny and Renee feigned disgust, but couldn't take
their eyes off me. I had a pretty large penis even then,
over 8", and the girls were really happy to get to see it.
Penny lost the next and, and Jean Marie the one after that,
so both girls were sitting in only their panties. The
sexual tension was very thick, and there was not much
talking. Everybody just kept playing, hoping that nobody
would quit before we were all naked. Penny lost again, and
the critical point had arrived. She decided that she wanted
to quit, but at Renee's Urging, she stayed, and removed her
panties. It had been some time since I had seen Penny in
the shower, and her Blond pubic patch was coming in very
nicely. Her lips were swollen, and very visible, and after
a short time, she was back in the game, looking forward to
seeing her brothers' anatomy. Renee was the last to get
completely naked, and was not shy at all about removing her
panties. As we all sat there Naked, we decided to pretend
we were involved in sexual acts from well known movies with
one another, a way that we could touch each other without
actually admitting attraction. I was disappointed when my
acting partner was Penny. Alex said that he didn't want to
touch his own sister, and that since she was only my step
sister, that would be better. We spent most of the night
naked, exploring each other in the context of acting out
scenes from movies. It was very exciting to get to actually
touch an actual, real live, Human female, and fun for them
to touch and explore actual, real live, human men. My penis
ached after being hard for a couple of hours, and the girls'
lips got puffier and began to show moisture. You could
detect easily the scent of their excitement, as the touching
and acting went on. After a while, we all decided to go to
bed, and I know that Alex, and I masturbated, although
neither would admit it, and I suspect the girls did to.
The next weekend I came over on Friday after School.
The house was apparently empty, and one car was gone. I was
walking back to Alex's room, to play a computer game while I
waited for every one else to get home. I heard a soft
crying coming from Sandra's room, and I decided to see what
was wrong. As I approached the door to her room, I heard my
Step Mothers voice, trying to reason with Sandra. As I
listened I discovered that Sandra was trying to use a tampon
for the first time. I knew all about tampons, because I had
read the instructions in the box very many times. You see
there was a diagram of how to insert a tampon inside the
box, and I would occasionally use this if I was in the
bathroom to masturbate. I knelt down and peered through the
keyhole. It was not a functioning keyhole, just a
decorative one that offered a pretty good view of the inside
of the room. I could see Sandra on the middle of the bed
without any pants on, with her knees drawn up and a box of
Tampax beside her. She was crying that the tampon wouldn't
go in, and I heard her mother say if she was ever going to
have sex, that a mans penis was much larger than a tampon,
and that if she would relax, it would go much easier.
Sandra tried, and tried, but could not get the tampon inside
herself. Her Mother then instructed her to forget about the
tampon for a while and stick a finger inside herself, to
prove that a tampon would indeed fit. Sandra sniffled for a
minute, and then followed the instructions. As I sat there
I learned that Sandra was having some girls over for a
swimming party, and did not want to use a pad, or else she
could not swim. She started to kind of swish her finger
around on the outside of her vagina, but would not pierce
the opening.
Her mother offered, "Sandra, if you don't want to do
this in front of me I understand, and I will leave you in
here."
"No, I want this to work, and I will try not to be
embarrassed," she replied.
"O.K. dear, now just put your finger slowly inside your
vagina." She said.
I could see Sandra try to work her finger inside
herself, without results.
"Sandra, you have to relax" said her mother, "Have you
honestly never done this before?"
"No, I haven't" she objected
"Sandra," her mother said in the tone that mothers use
when they know you have just told a lie.
"O.K., Yes I have, but that was at night, and I wasn't
crying, and I wasn't on my damn period." Sandra quipped.
"O.K. honey. Will it make you uncomfortable if I show
you on my self?" Her mother asked.
"No... I guess it might help." Sandra stated slowly.
"Fine," her mother said, and the took off her shorts
and panties. She put one leg up on the bed, and spread her
lips for Sandra, and me although she didn't know it, to see.
She worked her finger forward and back, and kind of turned
it over, to lubricate it and slipped it effortlessly inside
herself. "All you have to do is relax, and kind of push a
little." She said.
"It's easy for you," Sandra said, "because you have had
babies"
"Sandra, do you think you are the first women that has
ever had to do this?" Her mother asked incredulously.
"No, but it hurts. Does sex hurt this much?" Sandra
Laughed.
"That depends on with who" her mother replied lightly.
"Now just Lie back and push with your vagina, and slip your
finger in"
I could see Sandra close her eyes in determination, and
she pushed her finger inside herself.
"Good" her mother said. "Now, just push it in and out
a few times until you are comfortable with it"
Sandra did as she was told, keeping her eyes closed.
"Very good," her mother said. "Now keep your eyes
closed and keep doing that. Don't worry, just keep doing
that"
Her mother got a fresh tampon, unwrapped it, and walked
over between Sandra's legs.
I couldn't believe it. Sandra really got in to it and
seemed to be enjoying herself. I was suffering from sensory
overload, and began playing with myself, hoping nobody would
come home.
"Does that feel O.K.?" Her mother asked.
"Yeah... it does" Sandra almost moaned.
"Now keep your eyes closed, and stay relaxed." Her
mother said. "When I say, take your finger out slowly, and
hold yourself open. Don't Move a muscle, and I will slide
it in."
"Are you sure?" Sandra asked
"Yep" Her mother said
"O.K. now" her mother said softly.
Sandra removed her finger, it was redder than I thought
it would be, and she held her lips open.
"Easy" Sandra said.
"Don't worry" her mother said.
Her mother gently, but quickly put the tampon
applicator in, but it suddenly stopped.
"Relax" her mother commanded.
Seeing that this was not going to work she withdrew the
tampon, and I saw her suck on her own finger.
"Stay back dear" Her mother said as she worked in her
finger.
"Mom!" Sandra said surprised.
"Hang on honey, I am just checking for your hymen." Her
mother said. "This should work dear. You are tight, but
not terribly so, and you are quite wet..."
Then she removed her own finger red with her daughters
menstrual juices and slid the applicator all the way in
before Sandra even knew it.
"Done" her mother said. "See, that is not so bad now
is it?"
"No, I can't even feel it, well a little I can." Sandra
said. "I'm sorry I am such a retard mom."
"No, No dear, this can be quite a difficult experience.
I am glad you came to me for help honey. Any time you need
to know about anything, and that includes sex, please,
please ask me. You will not likely encounter anything that
I have not already lived through, and I honestly hope to
help you." Her mother said
"I will mom." Sandra said "thanks again for helping me.
Will it hurt this bad next time?"
"Nope. There is nothing to it now kiddo." Her mother
said. "Just change it every time you urinate, maybe every
other time if you go frequently. O.K.?"
"Yeah, thanks again" Sandra said, as her mom wiped her
red finger on the little hand towel.
I had already come all over my hand, and wiped it on my
underwear. I went back outside quietly, and entered a few
minutes later quite loudly. Everybody had gone to eat
pizza, my step mother said, and everybody should be home
soon.
I was dying to tell somebody about what I had seen and
heard, but knew that would be a bad Idea. Until right now I
have never told any one about Sandra and the tampon, or
peeping in the shower.
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