Alone in the house that evening. Parents’ bedroom drawer. Pulled out ‘The Taste of Sin.’ Stories of a mom and daughter killing boredom in a Normandy hotel. Heart raced. Hid the book in my room. Read hungrily. Body heated. First forbidden tingles. Slid hand into panties. Not to wipe. To feel. Touched my virgin slit. Knees up, thighs spread wide. Pussy lips parted. Fingers explored. Found that swollen love button at the top. Brushed it. Hardened instantly. Belly prickled. Dipped finger inside. Hit my hymen. Back to clit. Teased it. Fire exploded low. Pussy throbbed. Ball swelled in gut. Crashed. Didn’t know it was cum. Book explained. Hid it. Wore pages thin. Came daily. Multiple times. Secret solo highs.
Eighteen. Uncle’s seaside house near Etretat. Feet in water. Cousin Fabien, two years older. We clicked. Dunes that hot day. Barely clothed. Spread towels in grass. Swam. Back, he dried me. I him. Lay sunning. Dozed. Tickled. Thought bug. No, Fabien’s grass blade. Down my back. Shivers hit. Played asleep. Teased bikini bottom. Over ass. Inner thighs. Sighed like in the book. He froze. ‘Woke.’ Kissed lip corner. Usual pecks, but closer. He kissed mouth. Tongues met. Saliva mixed. Teeth clacked. Sucked deep. Drool on chins. Messy. Hand fumbled bra clasp. Let him struggle. Loved tongue play. Snap. Tits free. Nipples rock hard. Brown areolas puckered. Palmed them. Roots tugged. Goosebumps. Heat. Did his. Same reaction. Kneeling. Chest bare. Kissed sloppy. Tits mashed his chest.
The Awakening
Noise. Flopped down. Him hiding bulge. People passed. Alone again. Tongued lips. Invite. Hands roamed backs. Ass grabs. Slid bikini down knees. Kicked off. Naked. His too. Cock sprang. Blond bush. Thick, hard, soft skin. Stared. My fuzzy mound. His finger trailed pussy. Shivers inside. Gripped his dick. Hot rod. Stroked like book. He moaned. Pussy wet. Faster. He bucked. Yelled. Cum jets splattered belly. Thick cream. He panted. Red, sweaty. My clit throbbed. Pussy red, juicy leak to ass. Wiped. Tanned. Swam clothed. Kissed afternoon. Hooked.
Next year. No Fabien. Melanie, goddaughter. Same age. Beach buddies. Flirt talks. She likes girls. Told her Fabien tale. Wanted girl try. Her village friend stories. Touched more. Water play. Hands between thighs. Stripped suits held high. Felt small soft tits. Her finger slit-glide. Trembled. Kissed. Dunes spot. Tasted her pussy first. Finger-fucked her cum. Tongue too. Ate her. She squirted taste. Then her on me.
The Forbidden Acts
Dinner. Storm. Bedtime rush. Bathroom quick. Door shut. Crashed lips. Tongues wild. Saliva swap. Hands under clothes. Bra down. Sucked tits. Soft bites. Dropped. Hiked skirt. Panties off. Leg over shoulder. Wide open. Tongue in folds. Wet. Fingers one, two. Pumped. She came hard. Held her up. Stripped her. Groped ass, tits. My turn. Straddled face. Pussy to mouth. Tongue flicked. Fingers ass-pussy. Held orgasm. Exploded. Ray through body. Vrill. Quivered. Bliss pain-cotton.
Bed. Cunts ground. Tribbed. Mutual jerk. Joint blasts. Gut eruptions. Cuddled sleep.
Woke night. Hall light glow. Fingered my cream. Under her nose. Sniffed. Sucked tits gentle. Nipples peaked. Gave no sign. To pussy. Legs spread. Licked lips. Cyprine flowed. She ‘woke’ later. Loved pretend sleep play. Secret thrill lingers. Dared the unspeakable. Still buzz.