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o The 'Bookshelf collection' offers a very wide variety of o
o stories. They have been submitted by people from all over the o
o world. Also from alt.sex.stories (Newsgroups). There is no o
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o I don’t believe in categorizing things. "I don’t want to o
o be typed therefore I don’t type things myself." I think it’s o
o a lot more fun to browse around and find 'little' surprises o
o that you might not have even thought of looking for. o
o Lest we forget!!! This story was produced as adult en- o
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My Cousin Anita (mf-teens, inc)
by Louis (c) 1995
***
I learned about sex from my cousin Anita. I was 13 at the time and she
was 15. We were very close, more like a brother and sister than like
cousins. There was nothing I couldn't talk to Anita about. When I
began to be curious about sex, it was only natural that I would ask her
and she would tell me anything.
I didn't have a sister when I was growing up so at 13 I had never really
seen what girls looked like without clothes. I was so curious I couldn't
stand it. I remembered playing doctor with my friend Michael and a
couple of neighborhood girls when I was 8 but they were younger and
I didn't really remember much about it. I had an intense curiosity
about what a girl's pussy looked like. I imagined all sorts of things
but I really didn't know. And, my brothers were younger than me so there
were no "big brother" pictures to sneak and look at. So one day, I
casually asked Anita "Anita, what do girls look like? I mean... you
know...". She said "What the heck are you talking about? You know what
girls look like!".
"No, I mean... you know... without clothes on..." I said softly. She
gave me a quizical look and then her face softened into a warm smile.
"Well, I can see where you might be curious" she said. I told her how
embarassing it was to hear other guys talking about stuff and not
having any idea what they were talking about and having to pretend like
I did. In reality, I was intensely curious and simply wanted to know.
Anita said to me, "If I show you, do you promise not to tell a soul?"
I said "Heck no! You think I'd want somebody to know a thing like
that? But, I mean, would you reall show me? Really?". Anita shrugged
and said "Sure, I mean it's no big deal and you need to know sooner or
later". I didn't say anything else, I just looked at her. She waited
a bit too and we sat in silence. I didn't dare anticipate what might
happen next. Anita wandered to the door of her bedroom and locked it.
Nobody was home but us, but it seemed like the prudent thing to do.
"Okay, I'm going to show you but if you ever tell a soul I will
actually, I mean really, kill you... okay?". I nodded and watched.
Anita started unbuttoning her blouse and I felt a little surge of
disappointment. Perhaps she was simply going to show me her tits?
I was pretty clear on what tits looked like. You get far more
opportunities growing up to see tits than anything else. Still, I
didn't say a word as Anita's blouse fell to the floor and she began
to unhook her bra. As her bra fell away and her tits bounced free,
I could not help staring intently at Anita's firm breasts. They
were not huge, mind you, but they were fully developed and beauti-
fully shaped with medium (though at the time I though huge) pink
nipples that stood fully erect.
"Wow... I've never seen a girl's ti... uh, chest up close before".
Anita giggled, "You've never seen a girl's tits at all, rat boy".
I didn't say a word but continued to stare. "Would you like to
touch one?", she asked? "Could I?" "Sure, just don't grab...".
Tentatively I reached out my hand and gently stroked my fingers
across her breast and nipple. Anita reached down and cupped my
hand over her breast and encouraged me to squeeze it gently.
"They're really nice", I muttered clumsily. "Thank you, little
cousin" she replied. As Anita started to stand again I felt a
great let down, thinking it was over. But my heart leaped in my
chest when I saw her hand go down to the button on her jeans.
She saw my eyes watching her hands and smiled at me. "You want to
see everything... don't you?". "Uh... if it's okay... yeah...".
Anita unzipped and then pulled her jeans down over her ass and off,
tossing them aside. She stood before me in nothing but her white
cotton panties. "Okay... here goes nothin'" she said, more shy
than before. Anita looped her thumbs inside each side of her
panties and started pulling them down. I can't describe my sense
of shock as I watched a dark brown patch of thick hair coming into
view over the top of the waist band. You see, I had not idea that
girls had hair "down there". Honestly, I don't know why I didn't
know but I didn't. I knew they shaved their legs and underarms but
it just never had occured to me that they had hair on their pussies.
I must have looked shocked because Anita stopped for a second and
looked at me. She laughed, perhaps nervously, and the quickly
pulled her panties completely off. All I could really see was
hair and just the hint of lips through it. It wasn't anything
like I had imagined. She looked down and fluffed up her pubic
hair with her fingers. "Well, what do you think?" "Uhm...",
I was speechless. "You have hair!" I blurted out. Anita laughed
and said "Of course I do... didn't you know that?". I shook my
head. "Here, have a better view...". With that, she spread her
legs wider and started to part her hair, revealing her clitoris
and puffy pussy lips. My god, I had never imagined! "It's...
it's wrinkly.." I said. Anita laughed again. "Well, what were you
expecting?" "I don't know, something like a belly button or
something..."
Anita took my hand and brushed my fingers over her mound and pussy
lips. My cock was now pressing very hard against my pants but
I was fully in awe of what was the most interesting, surprising,
and beautiful thing I had ever seen in my entire life. Anita
watched as I poked and prodded and fondled. "That feels kind of
nice, you know..." I heard her whisper.
THE END