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(bg, youths, 1st, oral) *** Six year old Roger is introduced to sex by two cute little farm girl cousins. From the memoirs of the life and times of Tinman, in multiple parts. Part I - Sweet Country Cousins ------------------------------ I was in the fourth grade at a Catholic school in Kansas City. I was nine, 'cause I got an early start in school, my birthday being in early September. Nine year old boys didn't have much to do in those 1944 WWII days; no TV, only radio, no playground or park close by, only a few toys to play with and, of course, my little pecker. When I was about five, I'd been introduced to sex by two girl cousins, sisters, who lived on a farm about forty miles from the little country town where we lived. Their dad, uncle Charlie, was a good farmer who had always wanted a son to grow up and help on the farm, but he and my aunt only got two daughters. So, he was always willing to take me in for a few weeks each summer when mom and dad needed some help -- they both worked and couldn't really keep a young kid on school vacation. Not long after I arrived at uncle Charlie's farm that first summer, the girls -- Nina, 11 and Sharon, 13 -- started me out. The first time, we rode two old mares out through the fields down to a pond. One of the sisters always rode in front of me, which meant I had to hold on. I held on tight, feeling a funny feeling in my little peter when I pushed it up against her little round bottom. When we got to the pond, we'd go for a swim. Nina and Sharon were still young enough that their folks didn't worry about us swimming in the all-together. Actually, I'm not so sure uncle Charlie didn't have his suspicions about how much the girls knew, but he never said anything. We stripped for a swim and jumped in the water. We weren't self conscious about being naked, not at all. We splashed around for a few minutes having a good old time. The idea began to sink into my pee brain that I was naked with two real live girls and I was thrilled because several times I caught glimpses of their precious little cunnies hidden between their legs. That sight, of course, pretty quickly made my little dick start to get stiff and stick straight out. In later years, I realized that the girls probably had already had sexual experiences with boys from school. They weren't at all bashful. When they saw my little stiffy they giggled and pointed and chased me around the big old tree by the pond, sing-songing "Roger's got a stiffff-eee." I soon tired of the chase and they caught me. Naturally, the first thing they did then was to grasp my dickie and play with it, which caused us all to giggle. Then we all lay down on the grass. They looked me over pretty thoroughly, feeling my little nuts and kind of stroking my dickie. Then Sharon invited me to check out her cunny -- she called it her "pussy." She spread her legs and let me look at it up close. For some odd reason I wanted to taste it and she said okay. Actually, it didn't have much taste at all, I guess because Sharon was so young. But she wasn't so young she didn't like the feeling and let out a big sigh and said, "That feels sooo nice, Roge, do it more." Which I did. Soon, of course, nothing would do but that I was invited to look over Nina's, as well, and taste her down there. The result was about the same, she wiggled around and giggled a lot, but told me that she liked it and I should do it more and more. While I did that, Sharon moved around and while holding my dickie she kissed and licked it. That felt pretty good and I began to realize why they had been giggling and wiggling. There were places where Sharon kissed or licked that were so sensitive that I couldn't lie still, but wiggled, tried to pull away from her busy little mouth, all the while giggling like mad. Imagine, three little naked kids, all clean from our playing in the pond, laying in the shade of that big old tree in nice green field grass, free to do just about anything we wanted. And the girls wanted... they really wanted a lot. Thus began my first lessons in sex with girls. That afternoon in the cool of that shade, they showed me how to finger them both, where to apply pressure with my fingers outside their little slits. They showed me how those little young pussies got slippery after we played for awhile, and how that slipperiness made it easy for me to slide my finger inside a little bit. Inside they felt really slippery. At first I was kind of, like, "Ugggg..." slimy. But then Sharon showed me how my little dickie was getting all slippery too. She told me everyone gets slippery when they start feeling each other and that it was really nice because it made it easier for fingers and dickies to go inside them. Then she told me to taste her juice on my finger. I did, and found it tasted kind of sweet, so from that moment on throughout my life, I think of pussy juice just like syrup, rich and sweet. Then she showed me how to play with the inside of her pussy, moving it around and back and forth in and out of her. She showed me how to crook my finger and rub it across the top of her pussy canal, which seemed to make her jump and moan. Then I tried the same things on Nina, and Nina just loved it all so much. She was so sweet. Although Sharon was the prettier, I thought, having a special look that I loved (she looked very much like her mom, my aunt, so maybe that was a family thing). Nina had more of an slightly oriental look that definitely proved that uncle Charlie was her father, 'cause he had that same look. They both were pretty, but I always favored Sharon's look a bit more than Nina's. That summer, we had our little sex romps over and over: in the attic, at the pond, in the big sweet smelling hayloft in uncle Charlie's big barn and in several other places around the farm. Yes, they both showed me how to fuck them. I was too young to be reaching orgasms yet and I think they were too -- at least with a kid as young as me. But I wasn't too young to get stiffies whenever we got naked. Nor too young to stick my stiffy in their little cunnies, their mouths and their hands. So, suck them both I did, and they never quite got enough, especially Sharon. She just loved it! I mentioned the attic. One of our special play places was the attic of their house. It was bare and dusty, had windows on both ends and was where they stored several extra featherbeds -- big old pillow-like mattresses. Most farm families slept on these things and kept spares for visitors and to switch off now and then with their own mattresses. These things were stuffed with feathers (duck feathers I think) and were very soft. Well, whenever we played up there we always played house and I was always the "daddy" for the sex parts. Sometimes we played doctor, but we didn't know very much to do with that scenario. Playing house, we'd climb up on one of the big old featherbeds and the girls would play with my dickie and nuts and kiss them. I would kiss and lick their little cunnies and soon they taught me to kiss and suck their titty-less nipples. We would almost always fuck, sometimes for long times. I recall one day I wanted very much to go back down to the pond and swim. My dickie was getting a little sore from all the in and out the girls always wanted. Finally, I got really ticked off and told them, "If we don't go out and plan, I'm going to tell uncle Charlie." Today I chuckle about that, thinking how much I'd give to be back in that same situation again. I'd fuck those little sweethears forever and never ever complain again. That was the beginning of my learning and years of sex. Continued in Part 2... *** Note: Tinman writes for fun and in the hope that others will find my experiences "interesting." Mine are typically human. I don't condone or condemn human sexuality -- it just is there, here and everywhere. I will answer any reasonable comments or questions to tinmanjc9@hotmail.com. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author does not condone the described behavior in real life. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ Kristen's collection - Directory 53