For obvious reasons this is just a fantasy and everybody involved in it is over the age of 18. Any time an age is referenced that is not 18, it is obviously a typo that slipped past and should read 18. I have also changed the names of my cousins just to be safe.
Preface: Tori and Kirsten are my cousins who I spent a great amount of time with as a boy/teenager/young adult. When I was just coming of sexual age, one of the first girls I noticed was Tori. Tori is five years older than me and is tall (5’10” as of writing this) and blonde, unlike anyone else in her family. Kirsten is nine months older than me, average height (5’6” as of writing this) and brunette.
I remember when I discovered masturbation. At the age of 10, I was watching a softcore porn video that I found on HBO at my grandmother’s house. There was a blonde girl with average breasts who was swaying and dancing and removing her clothes. She took off her loose blouse, she took off her small shorts, to reveal herself only wearing a thong with her breasts exposed, then began masturbating on the TV. I remember her rubbing herself down there and decided that I would do the same as her. I was wearing briefs at the time and positioned myself the way she did – with her legs apart and on her back with a pillow to support. I just mimicked her and rubbed my penis through my briefs. I didn’t have a goal in mind. I didn’t know that it felt good, I remember thinking that I wanted to pretend to be that girl in the video. After a few minutes I got this tingly sensation and soon enough I had my first orgasm. I was young and didn’t have any cum yet since. Afterwards I felt awesome! I wanted to do this as much as I could. I began seeking these videos out more and more every opportunity – always wanting to be the girl in the film rubbing away at myself. It was around this time that I noticed a pattern – I would enjoy watching the blondes with blue eyes and average breasts much more than others. Brunettes were ok, but blondes just drove me crazy. I began looking at other girls around me the same way. The blonde in the video, though… maybe it was because at my young age I myself was blonde with blue eyes. I just remember that I wanted to be the girl.
The crazy thing is that Tori was just like the girl in that first video! I wanted to feel like the blonde girl rubbing herself, so one day I decided to snoop in her room while she was away. I think only her dad was home at the time… her mom, herself, and Kirsten were all out. Tori’s room was in one corner of the house and her dad spent his time in the garage, which was at the complete opposite corner. I remember the adrenaline pumping through me and a head rush unlike anything I have ever felt while I was poking through her things. She was a 15 year old girl – her room was a mess… clothes everywhere, bed unmade, papers and books all around. I was looking through and heard her dad downstairs and my heart began racing! I knew I had to leave her room asap. I turned to exit and saw what, at the time, was the holy grail. Her jeans she usually wore were on the floor as if she stepped out of them right there and inside was a small piece of underwear. I don’t know why I did it, but I went and picked up the underwear and stuffed them in my underwear so that they were against my genitals. I went into the game room and acted like I wasn’t doing anything unusual and then heard her dad go back into the garage. I guess he needed something to drink.
I tiptoed into the upstairs bathroom and locked the door. Their bathroom was one of those that had two doors. The toilet, bath tub, cabinet for towels, and dirty clothes hamper were all in the same small section with its own door, and then the sinks were their own separate “room.” The sink area had a mirror in front of the sinks with folding doors so you could get multiple views and on the other side of this small area was another mirror. These came in handy. I pulled out the thong from my crotch area and, for some reason, thought it would be a good idea to smell them. I don’t know why I smelled them… I just did. It changed my life. Instantly I felt the tingling sensation from when I rubbed myself like the girl in the video returning. I felt my penis get……happy. That’s the only way I knew how to describe it at the time. The scent of her underwear awoke this primal sexual feeling… this sexual rage (but not angry – I can’t think of the right word!) that I hadn’t felt before. Again, I don’t know why I did it, but then I put the strongest smelling part in my mouth and tasted this salty, tangy substance that filled my head as I took a breath with them on my tongue. This scent/taste, this essence was all around me and I was hooked immediately. I pulled down my pants and underwear and then put this thong on. I positioned the mirrors so that I could see my butt in her thong. Wow! My butt looked like the girl in the first video before she took her thong off. I put up my hand to block my face and nipples so that I could only see my stomach, waist, and tops of my legs. My hairless body looked surprisingly similar to the girl in the video. I felt good. I felt the tingling again. I looked good! I stood there for an eternity just admiring myself. I bent down, like the girl in the video, and saw the string between my buttcheeks. I took my hands and placed them on each cheek and spread my ass apart so that I could feel the air caress my tiny pink hole. I just stared at it thinking how good I looked. 10 year old me had discovered something new. As I stood there admiring myself, reality hit. I was not the girl, but I wanted to be.
THUMP. THUMPTHUMP. Crap! Car doors! Oh my goodness – they’re home. I am going to be caught. Tori is going to know her thong is missing. Oh my gosh I’m caught!!!! I unlocked the first bathroom door and went into the second one, rushing to take Tori’s thong off and revert back to my clothes. It’s ok, I told myself, I’ll run into her room and throw them on the jeans it’s going to be ok. I wadded them up and put them in my underwear, flushed the toilet, and opened the door. “MOVE!” Kirsten yelled running to the bathroom. She made it up there quickly! “She’s sick,” a voice from behind me said. Tori’s voice. I asked what was wrong and then left immediately with her thong still in my underwear. She went into her room, shut the door, and I waited. And waited. And waited. Nothing happened. No “OMG MY UNDERWEAR ARE MISSING!” like I thought. She didn’t notice and/or didn’t care. I waiting until dinner time to put them back. I got lucky. I kept thinking about the smell of her underwear. Why didn’t my underwear smell like that? I kept thinking about the taste. What did I taste? What’s so magical about a girl’s privates? I then thought about my butt, spread apart, thong barely covering my hole, the cool air touching that delicate skin. I liked feeling like the girl.
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Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/88w9u6/mff_true_tellings_of_my_sexual_awakening_part1
This absolutely needs a part 2!!
awesome