Where it happened: my home
Langauge: English
Sex: Male
Rating: 4
Category: Straight
Kathy was the daughter of our neighbours and four years
older than me. She came babysitting for my little sister and
me for as long as I can remember.I used to drive her crazy
by being a pest every time she took care of us.By the time
I was twelve, however, that changed gradually.
She was sixteen by then, and I had started to find pleasure
in looking at her. I watched her sunbathe in the garden.
I couldn’t take my eyes off of her when she lay there in her
little bikini. I became a lot nicer to her when she came to babysit, which seemed both to please and puzzle her.
She let me stay up later and we watched tv together after
she had put my little sister to bed. I thought that was so cool !Sometimes when she wasn’t looking I hastily glanced
at her well-filled T-shirt, or her long brown hair and my heart
started pounding.I had started getting erections and in bed
at night I rubbed myself thinking of her.
Then one evening we started teasing and tickling eachother, rolling onto the floor. She was giggling, and I had rolled on top of her.Her skirt had moved up over her hips and I was lying between her legs. After a few exciting moments I suddenly realized I had a hard-on and she could probably feel it pushing against her.
After looking in her eyes for a fraction of a second, I got up, feeling myself blush to my roots. We had both stopped laughing. Then Kathy adjusted her skirt and casually asked what I wanted to watch on tv. I was very grateful she didn’t seem to have noticed my confusion. Not much more was said that evening, but whishing me goodnight when I went to bed , she gave me a smile, which made my
heart skip a beat ! Once in bed I could think of nothing else but Kathy and what had happened cock became rockhard, and I started to stroke it. Just when I was fantasizing of how I could have pulled down Kathy’s panties and push my cock in her pussy , I started spurting.
(my first orgasm)
About a year went by, during which Kathy and I often talked and laughed, but nothing like that one evening happened again. Until two weeks before my fourteenth birthday that is.