Sorry bros. I made some changes to the age of the SIL. i guess i was too tired when i started the story.
Before I can react, she snatched away my only protection. The cushion that I had carefully position on top of my legs.
Now that it is gone, the tent that I had pitched in my shorts is very obvious.
Cindy: Sam… your turn. I want to see
I looked on the floor just in front of her toes and I dumbly shook my head. Seeing her breasts is one thing. Showing her my stick is totally another. Apart from mum and when I was in Primary 6, where a female nurse examine him, no other females had seen him before. Timid as I am, I do not feel confident enough to display him to Cindy. She looked at me and squinted her eyes. She decided to dangle a carrot.
Cindy: ok. You show me yours and I will show you mine.
I looked up, eyes widen. I think she felt that she had won toto. She smiled gleefully. I still hesitated.
Cindy: ok, we remove our bottom together. I really want to have a look. On the count of 3.
She raised herself on her knees, hands on the waist, sticking her thumbs into the band of her shorts.
Cindy: faster. Move your butt.
I raised myself uncertainly onto my knees and also put my hands on the band of the shorts.
Cindy: ok, now. 1….. 2……. 3………
She pulled down a little, waiting for me to mirror her action. I followed and was slow, so as to ensure that her white cotton panties did not remain.
Our shorts reached our knees naked from the waist down. I sat down facing her, cross-legged. She followed suit. She removed the shorts that was dangling around her feet and did so for me as well. We were now sitting on the floor butt naked. She pushed herself towards me, until our knees were touching.
My mast, full of veins were on display, rising out from my jungle of pubic hair, balls hidden between my legs. I could not see much of hers, only her black bush, and a tiny slit, moving all the way down below her.
I breathe heavily. I wanted to see more.
Cindy: wah, so this is how a penis looks like. It look big.
She giggled and leaned forward, face very close to my dick. When I heard the word big, I felt a sense of pride and confident and breathe in, enabling my dick to act like a fishing rod, swinging upwards and then down again, as if there was an invisible line where a fish had been hooked.
Her mouth dropped and a look of amazement swept across her. I was afraid she would bite it.
Cindy: hahaha, that was interesting! Do that again!
I did that again.
I wanted to look at hers, but with her state, she will not allow me to do so until she had satisfied curiosity. I have to wait for my turn.
She did not touch me, but she was peering very closely at him. Perhaps an inch or 2 away from my mast. I saw move her hands and slow trace her fingers along the veins. I closed my eyes. I felt good. I wanted her to hold onto him. I felt confident.
When she reached the tip of my foreskin, she took her finger off. I guessed she did not know how to maneuver a cock yet. She will learn, but not not yet. A droplet of pre-cum oozed from my tip. She gasped.
Cindy: is that your sperm? Is that how sperm looks like?
I shook my head.
Me: That’s not ejaculation. Not my sperm. My turn to see?
Cindy: haha. Ok. I almost forgot.
She was sporting. She opened her legs and formed 2 inverted Vs and leaned back on her hands.
Cindy: Ok. Come nearer to see.
I was unsure. But I am curious. I have watched porn many times, but not seen a real love-hole before. I moved forward cautiously and raised a finger to touch it. I touched the wrinkled folds. They looked like rose-petals to me. I felt Cindy shivered. I did not know that I had touched her clit at that point in time.
Using another finger, I gently prise open the folds and I see the pink inner lips of her vagina and the little pinkish cave. It look moist to me. But as I respected her, I did not continue my exploration. I removed my fingers and look up into her eyes.
She looked back lovingly at me. We were both silent. Her legs were still spread opened in front of me. She looked down at my throbbing cock and I stared at her bushy vagina.
Cindy: Could you show me how you masturbate?
I stared at her mouth opened. I wanted to! I have been wanting to release since i removed my shorts. Now she is asking. However, i felt we are threading on dangerous water now. Should i or should i not? I could not decide.
Cindy made the decision for me.
Cindy: hmmmm….
I looked at her. She was touching herself! I could see her finger was between her legs, fingers moving slowly in circular motion, rubbing the top part of the wrinkled lips. I felt my dick throbbing, more blood pumping into it. She was keeping her eyes on me. The scene was so erotic that i almost cum.
Cindy: faster. Show me or i’ll stop.
Without further ado, grab my dick and started to give it a good wanking. I sync my jerking motion with her hands. When she reaches the top part of her folds, my hand was at the highest point as well.
My first time. I could not hold for long. The quiver of the balls, the contraction of the shaft, my semen burst out of their hiding place. The white liquid left me, took flight and landed on the floor near Cindy’s leg. Automatically she retracted her legs and closed them. No view for me.
I was still emptying my barrel and she was already looking at the droplets, thick and white on the floor. My shaft contracted once more and the last of the liquid flowed down the length and onto my gripping hand.
Cindy: its all over your hand! Eeeekkss…
She brought me out of my ecstasy. I looked down and everything was in a mess. Liquid on my hands, on my thighs, on my shorts, on the floor.
I felt embarrased and quickly rushed into my room, still holding onto my dick, afraid that the liquid will spill onto the floor, grabbed a new pair of shorts and hurried into the toilet to wash up.
I took a while clearing the mess i made on myself. When i came out, Cindy was waiting outside the toilet. She push through, and closed the door. I went out to the living room to clean up the lonely droplet that had landed on the floor. However, much as i tried to look for it, i could not see the offensing stain. I wondered what happen to it.
After she exited the toilet in her uniform. Her hair was clipped as well, in a pony tail. She looked like the normal girl that i usually met up with again. Not the one that i just had an erotic encounter. I was disappointed that she had changed out of her clothes. I think she had also wore her bra.
I wanted to ask her where the droplet was but i kept quiet.
She came out and started to pack her books. It was already 6pm. I packed my stuff into the room.
When i came out of my room, she is wearing her shoes, waiting at the door. It was still wet. I eyed that her socks were not present.
Cindy: i got to go. It’s late.
I nodded and walked to the door. My hand handed on the door knob. As i turned the door knob, she hugged me from behind, arms across my chest. I felt her bosoms on my back.
Cindy: i’ll see you tomorrow.
I just stood there quietly, not wanting to break the moment.
She turned me around and landed a kiss on my lips. My virgin kiss. Our virgin kiss. It felt good. Her lips were soft. I wanted it to continue. She released me.
Not knowing how to proceed, i just stood ther dumbly. She opened the door and went off, leaving me watching her going to the lift.
I closed the door and thought about the whole incident. Yes, i wanted more. I wanted to experience how it will feel if i get to enter her. What is the feeling i will feel? But i am afraid if we proceed to that stage, she maybe frightened off. This is new territory to me. I do not want to lose her. She is more precious to me than satisfying my curiousity. More important that having an orgasm.
I went back to my room and laid there thinking. I am confused but I am sure that i had fallen in love with Cindy.
Next day in school, i saw her in the lecture theatre. I did not approached her. She saw me and looked at me. I looked at the floor. I did not know how to react. I was in a confused mood.
I took a seat at the back and settled down. I saw her got up from her seat, excusing herself from some of our classmates and came up. My heart was pounding. I looked down at my notes. She came and sat in the empty seat besides me.
Cindy: hi sam. Good morning. You ok?
As usual, i did not speak and nodded my head in response. She did not speak further and the lecture commenced.
In the middle of the lesson, i felt her tiny hands rested on my thigh. Just placing it there, not stroking or moving. My heart skipped a beat and I felt the warmth radiating through my pants onto my skin. I looked at her and she was listening to the lecturer. My loins stirred and it was hard to listen what is going on. Her hand was distracting me. I have to forced myself to concentrate.
My mind drifted and i hoped the hand will move further upwards, but it did not. Just laying there stationary. When both her hands were needed for some diagrams, she left my thighs but then after that, it will always find its way back on my thigh, resting on it.
After class, she had her ECA. I contemplate if i should wait for her. I decided that i should.
3pm she came out of the gate with her thousand watt smile.
Cindy: luckily you waited. If not i am not going to your place. And you would have missed out on….
She left her sentence hanging and walk ahead. My mind spinned. Missed out on what? What is that she is talking about? I started to think of all the things that she could have meant and by process of elimination, i figured that it had something to do with yesterday.
But what? I had stopped in my tracks and caught up with her at the busstop.
The bus arrived and the journey to my place was nothing out of the ordinary. She sat besides me, stuffed the earphone into my ear, and closed her eyes. But there was a little difference. Her hand again found its way on my thigh. I was not comfortable that it was lingering there for everyone to see and so i put my bag over her hand. Again, it just remain there stationary until we alighted.
We walked abreast each other towards my place. I wanted to tell her about how i feel towards her, but i did not know how to phase my words. That’s a problem because of my lack of interaction with others, leaving me handicap in expressing myself.
Our steps remained in tandem, as with my 1.78m height, i could outpace her easily. i took smaller steps to accomodate her.
As we were near a crossing, i felt her hands slipped into mine. A gush of emotions flooded me and as my natural reflex, i was about to retract from her touch. She closed her fingers and held onto my hands tightly and led me across the road. I stopped resisting and saw her smiling to herself.
The rest of the journey, we just held hands and she bounced besides me joyously.
Soon we arrived at my place. I open the door and allow her to enter first. I closed the door.
After I turned around, I noticed Cindy meddling with her bag and seemed to be taking some clothes out of it. She got out a yellow singlet and a pair of white shorts. I looked at her, tilting my head at an angle.
Cindy: I didn’t bathe in school after my ECA. I am feeling sticky and uncomfortable.
With that she walked to the kitchen and went into the bathroom. I looked at her bag and wonder what else she brought, but decided against peeking into her personal stuffs. She is my good friend. Good friend do not peek into each other bags. I left it alone and went into my room to get changed.
While changing, the thoughts of her bag came back again. It was a big duffle bag and I wondered what else she brought. I quickly put on my t-shirt, and went to the kitchen to get a drink of water. As I poured my water, I heard the shower still running. Quickly I made my way outside to her bag. I unzipped her bag carefully.
The first thing I saw was her white ECA T-shirt. I touched it and realised that it was a little moist, probably her sweat. I wondered how she would smell like. I took it out and lifted it to my nose. I could smell the stale smell of her perspiration mixed with her womanly smell. I could feel my manhood rising.
I turned the garment around to the front, putting my nose to where her boobs was supposed to be. I buried myself into her top. I thought of yesterday and imagine her breasts was present instead. I started to breath heavily, taking in all the essence of her smell.
However, my purpose was not to engage in her T-shirt exclusively, I estimated the time she was in the toilet. Roughly 10mins. She should be coming out soon. I need to quickly explore her bag.
Putting the towel one side, I continued to investigate her bag. A pair of used shorts, which I wanted to smell as well, but due to time constraints I left it aside. A small black plastic bag was underneath these 2 items. I gingerly looked inside and it consists of a pair of white used bra and white undies. I emptied the plastic bag and held them in my hands. As in contrast to the T-Shirt and shorts, these were actually quite damp as they had absorbed her sweat directly from her skin.
The stale smell of sweat and womanly scent was overpowering, alluring me. My hands were shivering when I lifted both to my nose. On a primal level, her unique smell had risen my sub conscious into reproduction mode. My heart raced, blood pumping at a rapid rate across my veins. I felt weak and held onto the sofa for support as my nose devour her smell.
I heard the sound of the shower stopped. Water had stopped and I suspected that she is towelling herself. Reluctantly, I removed the undergarments from my face and deposit them back into the plastic bag before putting them into the bag. The used T-Shirt and shorts followed, and I arranged them as before, zipping up the bag.
I placed the bag into the prior position and quickly went back to the kitchen, continue sipping my drink. I calm myself down so as not to look so flustered. Not long after, the toilet door opened and Cindy came out, with a towel drying her hair.
Cindy: Faster, go and bathe.
Me: huh?
Cindy: I saw you perspire when we walked back from the bus stop. Faster, grab your clothes and go and bathe.
Me: But I sweat everyday and I still don’t bathe.
Cindy: Just be good a listen to me, ok? Go and have a shower. I’ll wait for you.
I scratched my head, and went into the bathroom. Now, this is something new. Normally I did not bathe and study with her immediately. She is acting strangely today.
I recalled her earlier words, I would have missed out. Missed out on what? I thought of the possibilities and rounded off to only 1 conclusion. We are going to do the same as what we did yesterday.
With that, I got excited and showered quickly.
While I was bathing, I suddenly remembered what she was wearing, the yellow singlet with white shorts. I pictured her naked body yesterday. My manhood stood in attention. I considered masturbating, but I decided against, just in case we did the same as yesterday. I wanted to keep my strength so that I can show her my full blast.
I showered and went out. Cindy was not in the living room. I went into my room and she lying on my bed, popping herself up on my pillow with a books on her legs. I look down her thighs and could see the opening of her shorts, providing a sneak preview of her cotton panties.
She suddenly realised my presence, cross her legs and looked up.
Cindy: It will be more comfortable here.
The sentence made me curious. We had never studied in my room, and this was also the first time she was on my little single bed. Well, I guess it’s better than sitting on the floor.
I hang up my towel and walked to the bed, sitting in front of her legs. I looked at her feet. They are small. Maybe size 5. I was wondering how it will feel when I lick them.
She interrupted my thoughts.
Cindy: come, lie down here besides me.
She made room for me and we lay down besides each other, looking at the ceiling. The bed was small, so our arm were touching each other as we laid there. She popped herself on her elbow, and looked at me. I turn my head.
Apprehensively, she leaned further towards me and gave me a peck on my lips, and backed off.
Cindy: Sam…..Do you love me?
I already knew my answer. I replied without hesitation.
Me: Yes, I love you.
She leaned forward and kissed my lips again. This time she did not back off. She stick her tongue into my mouth. She tasted of mint. I guess she had eaten some sweets when I was in the toilet. It felt good. I noticed her eyes were closed. I did so as well and stick my tongue into her as well. It was not perfect, and our noses hit into one another. She opened her eyes and backed off. We laughed.
Cindy: that’s my first kiss.
I could see her blushing.
Me: Mine as well.
And we giggled.
Cindy: can you remove your top and help me with mine?
I took off my top from my lying position and turned to remove hers. She assisted by lifting her back and adjusting her shoulders. I finally managed to remove her yellow Singlet. Her white cotton bra stared at me. It blended well with her fair skin. I could see her chest heaving up and down. My heart was beating rapidly as well.
She reached behind her back and removed her bra. Her B cups lay flat from the effect of gravity. Goose pimples formed around her pink areola with little nipples erected. She held my hand and put them onto her breasts. Still holding onto my hand, she guided me to massage them, to play with her nipples. Her eyes closed again.
My erection was huge, painful against my shorts. Using my other hand, I adjusted it, and I felt her hands moved to the bands of my shorts, trying to pull it down. Not wanting to release her boobs, but I had no choice. Either I continue touching her and have a painful erection, or released her and also release my dick.
I choose the latter, and started to remove my shorts. I saw her sliding her bottom down as well. Her pubes came into view, then her slit, and then her lips, and her creamy slender thighs and finally her shorts left her legs. I followed as well and both of us lying there naked.
She opened her eyes and looked into mine. I could see that at that moment, she trusted me completely. Not knowing what to say, I just lay there and look at her.
Cindy: Sam…. I love you too….
Cindy: I feel very happy to be with you.
Cindy: The first day I saw you in school, I already noticed you.
Cindy: I felt that you are the man for me….
I leaned forward and kissed her on her forehead.
Cindy: I am a virgin…
I nodded.
Cindy: I want to give it to you…..
Wide eyes, I looked at her shocked. Yes, I love her, but she is giving me her most precious. It is her most precious thing and she had kept it secure all this while. Yet she is giving it to me. The weight of responsibility weigh on me. It is too much for my young shoulders to bear.
I shook my head.
My manhood had softened. I am not sure how to react.
Me: I can’t …..
Cindy: Don’t worry….
She took hold of my dick. Immediately, I got rock hard. Any resistance gone. I felt a shiver passed through my body. Out of no where, she took out a condom. Again, I was surprised. Obviously she had planned the whole situation. She was in charge.
I cannot understand why that she wanted me to pop her cherry. I really cannot understand or comprehend at that instance.
Cindy: Sam…. I know that you are sincere. Even though we just started yesterday, but I know you are the right man for me….
Cindy: We had spent 5months together. I know how you are like….
Cindy: Don’t feel bad….
She tore the condom and passed it to me. I stared at it. It was oily, and there is a very strong rubbery smell. My first time touching a real one. The porn that I watched did not show how to wear it. Cindy took the condom from me and seamlessly fit it over my manhood. I am astonished. She giggled.
Cindy: I read the instructions.
Cindy: Come on top of me now….. I think I am ready…
She pushed her body to the middle of the bed and I placed my legs between hers, hands on the bed, outside her arms. I looked into her eyes and she nodded.
My heart raced. This is it. I am going to have my first time. How will it feel? Whats the feeling of her pussy? Is it warm? Will it gripped me fully? Thoughts instantly filled my mind.
I kissed her forehead.
It was time. She opened her eyes.
Cindy: Sam?
I nodded again. I held to the base of my cock, trying to probe and find her hole. I finally found the entrance. She closed her eyes. I slowly move forward, push it inside, spreading her vagina. She was very tight, and I met with resistance. I saw her frown, cringing her face. I stopped where I am.
Me: Do you want me to stop? It seemed painful.
Cindy: No…. it’s ok…. come….
Taking it as ok, I continued my journey. I pushed a little more slowly until the base of my cock touches her pelvic area. Again I stopped and look at her. She was still in a frown, as if it was very painful. She put her hands on my hips and push me backwards softly. I retracted from her, and just went I was about to exit, she softly pull me back towards her. I caught her drift.
I started to move in and out slowly. The speed was like a tortoise. I was in my exploratory mood. I can feel her very tight walls gripping me. Moving slowly, the speed was tedious for me. I refrain from the quick pumping actions that I watched on porn, mainly because her face seemed to be perpetually in pain.
I started to sweat. My arms felt tired. Sex doesn’t seemed like what I seen in the internet. The women doesn’t show any pain and was always screaming in ecstasy. But here, Cindy seemed to be so much in pain. Her virgin love hole being explored by my probing.
I saw tears filled up her eyes and started to roll down her cheeks. I stopped and retrieved my member, coming out of her completely.
Me: Sorry….
Cindy: No…. sorry… it was very painful….
Me: sorry…
I looked down at my dick, there was some fresh blood on the condom and around the base of my dick and balls, but not enough to stain my bed.
I got up from bed, took some toilet paper, and took out the condom, wrapping it. She was still lying there not moving. I took some tissues and cleaned her tears. I leaned forward to hug her. She did so as well.
Me: Cindy, I love you….
Cindy: Sam, I love you too….
That was my first time. There were no fireworks. But now I know how a pussy felt like. It was not great. I did not want to hurt her. If sex is too painful for her, I do not want to do it. I want to take care of her, to look after her and protect her.
Because I love her.