Where it happened: Bedroom
Langauge: English
Sex: Female
Rating: 5
Category: Straight
My cousin, Chuck came to live with us when he was 18 and I was 16. He was starting college, and my Mother and Dad had told his parents he could stay here and save room and board, since we lived right in mAdison, home of the University of Wisconsin, where he was attending. It would save him several thousand dollars a year.
Chuck was the handsomest guy I’d ever seen — around 6 feet tall, jet black curly hair, trim and slim. I noticed he exercised every day.
One Saturday I was walking past his room which was on the second floor of our house, and I heard this rather strange noise coming from inside. To me it sounded like he might be having a problem. It was sort of a grunting and a sighing at the same time. I opened the door, and there he was, stark nakedm lying on the bed, masturbating like crazy. It was the first time I’d ever seen or heard a guy do this, and I blurted out, “O my gosh, what are you doing?” Just then he blurted out another long sigh and grunt — and I saw this white stuff come out of his penis and splash all over his chest.
Then her saw me, and told me to get out — which I did.
Later on, he came into my room and started talking about what I’d seen. I told him it was my first time and I didn’t mean to startle him. He explained to me that this was what guys do quite a bit to relieve themselves sexually, and that it felt very good and there was nothing harmful or bad about it. He also asked me if I had any boyfriends, which I did not, and told me that I was very pretty, and soon, I’d have a lot of them.
A couple weeks later, I noticed he was in the bathroom, taking a shower, and I purposely went in. I liked the sight of his naked body and wanted to see it again. I drew back the shower curtain, and there, once again, he was masturbating, while the water coarsed down his body. He saw me, but didn’t stop. He just smiled and kept on masturbating. I left and went to my room. A few minutes later, he came in my room with just a towel around his body. “Did you like what you saw?” he asked. I told him “Yes.”
I had my first sex that afternoon, there on my bed, with Chuck.He said it would hurt a little at first, but then, I would love the feeling. And I did.
After that, Chuck and I had sex regularly, once or twice a week, all during his 4 years at U. of W. We used protection and caution, and my parents never suspected anything.