It started out innocently enough. I had this compulsive idea of seeing my twin sidekick naked.

Anyway, one day when mom and dad were n't home, Paul was in the shower. I screwed up my courage and snuck into the john and stood there in a quoin where he could n't see me until he came out of the exhibitioner. Eventually, the door slid open. Paul stepped out. There he was, nude and dripping wet from head to toe. But I do n't call up I had sentence to take in any contingent. He actually screamed and turned around to hide his genitalia. I ran out and hid in my bedroom and locked the door.

A few moments later he came to the door and starting hammering. Boy was he mad. The merely part of his ranting that I heard was, `` I 'm going to tell, Margo. '' I was crying by then and scared to death. I cracked the threshold to plead with him. He was already dressed. `` You ca n't. You ca n't. '' `` But you came in there when I was in the cascade !"

I do n't remember how farsighted I pleaded with him, but then an mind came into my promontory. `` I 'll take off my clothes for you. '' Now he may not give been interested in girl at that age, but that was an idea that he could n't resist. `` OK, '' he said.

It was only then that real terror set in for me. I could n't think what I had said. I was trapped. So I backed into my room and he followed. `` Close the threshold ,. '' - of course of instruction nonentity was home, but you understand -"and grow around."He did both. I slipped out of my tee shirt, shoe and jeans.

"OK,"I said nervously. He turned to see me standing there in my pantie and training bra.

I could tell he was stunned by seeing me like that, even though it was n't often unlike than my bathing suit. But then he said, `` But you said ! '' I was still trapped.

'' Turn around, again. '' I turned around, too. snag streaming down my face, Standing back to plump for with him, I took off the bra and dropped my panties to the storey. `` OK, '' I said again.

He turned to see my bare seat. Then I turned, my handwriting covering what I could. Paul just stared. Slowly I let my hands drop to my side of meat, revealing my tuft of hair's-breadth and everything else for that issue. He stood like in a spell. Finally, one word, barely audible. `` Wow. '' I turned back and rapidly got my clothes on.

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A few week later, I guess Paul had been working up his own courageousness. He decided to work tables on me. I stepped out of the shower, and there he was. I screamed and turned around, but he did n't go forth. With my back to him and a towel hastily wrapped around me, I said, `` You 'd better take your dress off NOW ! ! !. Everything ! ! ! ! '' I heard the sounds of dress being untied and dropped to the floor.

When I turned, he was standing there hiding his privates. `` come on, '' I said. `` I ca n't, '' he said. `` semen on ! ! '' He moved his hands away and his phallus was standing straight out. gauge what I said ! `` Wow."

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When mom and dad were out, we would often discover a way to see each early naked like that, especially in the shower bath. We got over the shyness about using the toilet with each other in the room. Saint Paul always liked to look out my pee come out and a few times, I did it in the shower stall for him. We even talked about our experiences with the opposite sex.

At this dot, I was letting boys finger me up and rub my panties. One day, Paul came in while I was showering. I asked him, `` Will you come in and wash my rear ? '' It was something I 'd been dreaming about for months. He undressed and came in. I turned my rear and gave him the max. Of course, I had n't really thought much beyond getting my cover washed.

Apostle of the Gentiles lathered my spinal column, and then my shoulders and then he reached around in front and washed me there. We had never touched like that. It felt sooooo serious. I purred, `` mmmmmm, '' and giggled when his penis kept knocking against my seat. Then I turned and said, `` airstream my legs."

He was pretty stymie, but also excited. So he knelt down on one knee and started with my feet. As he worked his way up, I had decision to make. `` You can wash me there, too. '' I had never let a boy actually touch my pussy, though some essay to push my panties aside or slip their paw inside. Let 's just say that Paul did a wondrous job and I was moaning as he washed me there. `` Oh that spirit well, Paul."

'' Your turn, '' I eventually said. I took the soap and lathered his back. He was so mucscular, so beautiful. `` turning around. '' I washed his now strong bureau very affectionately and, a little nervously, started to rub soap on his penis and testicle. Then I too knelt down and washed his legs. Do n't get too excited -- I never even thought of giving him viva sex.

When I got to the top of his pegleg, I felt like his genital organ needed some more cleaning. His cock felt so strong in my handwriting. `` sustenance doing that, '' he said between deep breath. By then I was curious what would happen, though I knew from a theoretical view. All of a sudden, sperm cell slam out in burst. Some hit the wall behind me. Some hit my cheek. Some ran down over my thorax. He just moaned and moaned.

After it was over, I stood up and he washed me off. Then we hugged tight, our wet consistency pressed together. `` Oh, Margo. '' He held me close and we kissed like lovers. Maybe, we really were.

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Mom and Dad did n't leave Saul and me home alone all that often, and sometimes the timing was n't just right. So after we had showered together that marvelous time, our sex sprightliness progressed with other kids.

At the clip, I was going out with Mark, a boy a bit aged than me. And after I had felt Alice Paul 's hand washing my pussy and seen him get in the shower, I had unlike ideas about my point of accumulation when alone with a boy. stigma and I had a favorite barn to park behind, and as usual, we got into the back seat.

When he reached up under my blouse and felt my bra, I said, `` Why do n't you contain it off ? '' And while he was doing that, I was unbuttoning my blouse. He saw my breasts for the number 1 sentence and it was delightful to have him rubbing me there. He kissed me there, too, and that was really terrific. I did n't stop him when he slid his manus into my scanty under my skirt and felt how wet I was. I was soon cumming as he did something I never expected - he slid his finger into my vagina and started sliding it in and out. Oh god so that was what fucking must feel like.

And I had opened his belted ammunition and zipper and pushed down his BVDs. I had never done that before, but now I had in thinker what had happened with my chum. I took his cock out and started rubbing. It was n't long before we were both a pile with his sperm.

We both snuck family that night without being discovered, despite an obvious stain on my annulus and one on his shirt. I told him he 'd improve volunteer to do the laundry.

Mom and Dad went away for a weekend, so Paul and I did n't await five second before we hopped into the exhibitioner together. He 'd been getting pretty far with my champion Carol, though they both swore they had n't had sex yet. Anyway, the pleasure of being washed by such a gorgeous man was still intense. We took our clip lathering each other 's backs. Then facing each other, I scrubbed his wonderful chest as his hands slid over my breasts. That sure was terrific. My mamilla were hard and I could feel myself getting aroused inside.

He knelt down in front of me, first kissing and sucking on my nipples, then kissing my tummy. As he was washing my thigh he started to kiss my pubic hair.

Oh my Oh my OH MY. Before he started washing my pussy, his tongue licked my pussy lips and I could feel warm slippery juice running down my leg with the water. I had to lean against the rampart, I was getting so unaccented in the human knee. He was licking between my lips now. Then two finger were up inside me, fucking me, oh yessssss. What had Christmas carol been teaching him ? Oh yessss. I was crying out with pleasure.

After he knew I was satisfied, he stood up and I finished washing him. I knelt down to wash his feet and branch and especially his terrific pecker and his egg. I was n't exactly sure how to do this, but after the water had rinsed him off, I tentatively kissed his member at the tip, while I was holding it with my handwriting. I knew what I had to do, but once again, I was nervous. I tried putting a slight bit in my mouth. Alice Paul moaned and, well, I did n't die. I pushed my brass down over it more and started bobbing my head so it went in and out of my mouth. It was Saint Paul that was leaning against the wall and moaning now. Then he said, `` expect out, I 'm cumming, '' and pulled himself out of my mouth. Sperm started squirting everywhere again including on my face. I do n't recognize why, but I wanted him to finish in my mouth. I took his cock back in and felt the survive spasm of cum in my throat.

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We both had dates that night and I gave Mark the same favour. Boy was he surprised. He gave me the pleasure of his finger and we both got totally naked for the first sentence, but he would n't lick my kitty. I went home pleased but feeling a little cuckold and went to bed. Paul came back a one-half hour later.

I lay awake for maybe another half minute thinking about Paul. Then, only in my nightgown, I went across to his room and pushed the doorway open.

'' Paul, are you still awake ?"

'' Yes."

'' Can I come in ?"

'' OK."

'' Paul ?"

'' Yes ?"

'' I really liked what we did in the shower today."

'' Can we do it again ?"

'' OK"

And I slipped into his bed. I tried to get under the covers with him, but a pair bed is really lowly. It was n't long before the covers were on the floor and he was laying on top of me. Then my gown was on the floor and his pajamas were gone. He was laying on top of me, his hard cock pressed against my belly. We were kissing and his hands were massaging my white meat. He slid down and kissed my nipples and slid down down down some more.

What a opinion. Laying naked on a bed. My legs scatter all-encompassing for a Male who was hard and beautiful. Soon his head was between my legs and he was once again that day licking my pussy.

He leaned up to watch his fingers go into my love hole. `` You 're so beautiful, sis. '' He was thrusting thrusting poking and I was rocking with pleasure. When he pushed his face into my cunt and repulse his tongue in, I cried out. I suppose it was done better by former men later in my biography, but to me then it was the most rattling thing ever.

I pushed him over and crawled between his legs. I kissed his stage and then his tool and then took him in my mouth. I 'm sure he had better later in biography too, but he was moaning with joy and thrusting his cock up into my mouth as my mouth slid up and down over him for the ten minutes it took him to cum in my rima oris. I just swallowed it. Oh how I wished he was n't my buddy and we could seduce real love.

The bed was uncomfortably small and we wanted to stick together, so we just crawled down onto the carpet with the sheets and natural covering. We stayed awake for an hour, playing with each other, his finger up inside me, his cock getting hard again, being stroked, more oral sex.

In the dayspring, we awoke, took another terrific shower and I made pancakes for him. I told him about scar and he told me Carol loved oral sex on her but would n't go down on him. We both chuckled.

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fountainhead, eventually, when I was 16, I ditched patsy in favor of Carlo, a college kid who did n't think in virginity and was quite persuasive. Mom put me on the anovulatory drug when she found out what was happening, but Carlo and I still used condoms.

Paul and Carol started fucking and were inseparable. She eventually consented to giving him oral sex and they managed to get together a pair of times a workweek. You would experience thought they were married except that sex took property in a car or mob room.

Paul and I continued in our rig chaste ways and went to bed to play together on the rarefied occasions when Mom and Dad took off for a weekend.

On one such occasion, we went into Mom and Dad 's bedroom for our usual hijinks. But it was getting old for us. After all, stopping is never fun, though you ca n't complain about getting oral sex. It 's just that it seemed silly and when you are in bed with someone, your suppression are already down.

So this time, as we pulled the covers down and I had kissed Saint Paul passionately, I asked him, `` Apostle of the Gentiles, will you make have it away to me tonight ? I mean, really really seduce erotic love to me ? '' There was a tear on my cheek. He pulled me close, kissed me forever, and slew me out of my dress. Then he stood back from me, looked at my body from brain to toe, and said, `` Margo, I love you so. You are so beautiful."

'' No condom, I said."

We rushed back together. I ripped his clothes off. We verily crashed onto the bed.

I was immediately on my backrest with my leg as far apart as they could go. We 'd had enough stimulation before and did n't need any tonight. Saul of Tarsus laid over me and I felt his cock against my puss. He was kissing me and squeezing my chest as I felt him slew up inside me. I wrapped my stage around him as his herculean solidus slammed into me. I was cumming immediately, it was so wonderful, so stir, so long awaited. He was hammering the end of my vagina and I was crying out with joy. I felt his succus explode inside me over and over with each stroke.

We made love like that seven time that weekend. Why had we denied ourselves so long ?