One of my fondest early memories of sexuality happened at a family reunion. My cousins and I were hanging out in a corner of the forest near the family campsite. We had always been close and this was one of the few times during the year that we saw one another. I was a sassy girl just blossoming into womanhood and was sitting close to the fire to ward off the encroaching nip in the air. Next to me sat Matt, who was my age and becoming quite the looker with broad swimmers shoulders and stunning blue eyes. Next to him was my older cousin, Lindsay, always the precocious one, she was the clear leader of any group with stunning red hair and porcelain skin, the last two were the eldest. Two brothers, Joel and Tom, both brooding and dark with gorgeous smiles and shocks of black hair. We were drinking some beers and passing a joint around when Joel says to me “hey cal, truth or dare?” Being the youngest wanted to prove myself so I chose dare. He dared me to flash the group. My tits had recently come to blossom and I blushed heavily but with a little alcohol in me I got the courage and agreed. I was wearing a hoody so I unzipped it and then lifted my top. My tits were out in the cool evening air in front of everyone! The heat of the fire in front of me hardened my nipples right then. I couldn’t believe it and quickly covered up. Lindsay then said, “Great tits cal, now you get to ask them” so I asked Tom and he chose truth. At this point I’d already lost my virginity and knew about masturbating so I asked him, “how often do you stroke your cock?” He sputtered and turned bright red. Then after some nudging from the group he admitted to 5 times a day. This got quite the reaction but I didn’t think it was that much. I rubbed myself at least that much when I had time.
Author: Polypolycoxarefree
[FFMMM] – A visit with the cousins
One of my fondest early memories of sexuality happened at a family reunion. My cousins and I were hanging out in a corner of the forest near the family campsite. We had always been close and this was one of the few times during the year that we saw one another. I was a sassy girl just blossoming into womanhood and was sitting close to the fire to ward off the encroaching nip in the air. Next to me sat Matt, who was my age and becoming quite the looker with broad swimmers shoulders and stunning blue eyes. Next to him was my older cousin, Lindsay, always the precocious one, she was the clear leader of any group with stunning red hair and porcelain skin, the last two were the eldest. Two brothers, Joel and Tom, both brooding and dark with gorgeous smiles and shocks of black hair. We were drinking some beers and passing a joint around when Joel says to me “hey cal, truth or dare?” Being the youngest wanted to prove myself so I chose dare. He dared me to flash the group. My tits had recently come to blossom and I blushed heavily but with a little alcohol in me I got the courage and agreed. I was wearing a hoody so I unzipped it and then lifted my top. My tits were out in the cool evening air in front of everyone! The heat of the fire in front of me hardened my nipples right then. I couldn’t believe it and quickly covered up. Lindsay then said, “Great tits cal, now you get to ask them” so I asked Tom and he chose truth. At this point I’d already lost my virginity and knew about masturbating so I asked him, “how often do you stroke your cock?” He sputtered and turned bright red. Then after some nudging from the group he admitted to 5 times a day. This got quite the reaction but I didn’t think it was that much. I rubbed myself at least that much when I had time.