So I slipped my hand into my knickers. Oddly I was thinking how it must feel for a guy to finger me for the first time, so I slipped my hand down the ...ront, which is trickier in public than sneaking in to the gusset! I let my hand move down over the bottom of my stomach, over my light pubic triangle, the roughness of the hairs. Is that a surprise to a guy in this pornified age? I like it. A guy once told me that feeling a girl's pubes under his hand for the first time is almost as exciting as. There, it was starting again, “Oh honey, pull over let me kiss that gorgeous cock AHHH!”“Promise me, you’re eating puss this weekend.”“God yes, whatever you want, I told you, this is your pussy, your body, tell me what to do!’His hand came up to her mouth, no words were needed she always sucked him clean, fingers or cock she couldn’t get enough. “Oh mom, I’m going to show you off this weekend, I want to watch the other guys fuck your ass, I want to watch you licking pussy and assholes.”“Honey,. .. I mean even a faggot like you must have noticed those tits,didn't you Alex?" The word faggot felt like a punch in the stomach."B, b, but I think there's a misunder... misunderstanding sir - I'm notgay." I blurted out.My mind was reeling. I wasn't stupid; I knew what was going on. Therewas a misunderstanding. I was terrified of this man, but to my growinghumiliation, I was also ashamed that my heterosexuality would likelymean my firing. For a second my little desperate mind wished I weregay.. You read it, didn’t you?”“Yes, Vickie, I did. But you’re my cousin.”“So? It’s not like we’d get married or anything. I just want you to teach me about sex.”“Can we compromise? I’ll tell you about it?”“Not the same.”“Vickie, why me? Why now?”“Because you have experience. You’re my cousin. You’re nice. I know you won’t laugh at me. I bet you’re good at it. And I think you’re cute! As for why now? Because I’m fifteen and I want to know how everything works.”“Vickie, please, can we talk about.