If I could concentrate instead of being overwhelmed by my own 17-year old male teen hormones, I probably could slip my hand under her blouse."Yes," sh... hissed as we frantically kissed.Her hand rubbed hard on my upper thigh.We were in the back seat of my Honda Accord. The exterior showed its age with flaking green paint and a missing hubcap, but the leather seats in the interior were still in great shape. Kelly was the same age as my car but she had a fantastic exterior.Kelly had wavy brown hair. Itcontrasted with the jet black hair that cascaded down his back,presumably derived from the dark hair colour in his human form judgingby its somewhat frizzy form, but significantly longer and more luscious-looking. Peeking out from under his new fringe, his signature "N" wasjust barely visible. He had retained the red rings around his eyes, andhis lips were now the same shade of black as his hair, though at aglance they now closer resembled cosmetics than anything.As for his body, he was. 5" penis (not made bigger for the story!!) And so it begins....It is 1:40am on Wednesday 1st June 2011 and I have just been awakened my the sound of moaning in the next room. Silently, I crept out of bed and noticed that my sister's bedroom light was on, shining under the slightly open door. My curiosity decided to get the better of me. I took a peek through the door and saw the best sight of my life!. There, about 2 metres in front of me was my sister Emma bearing all in front of her mirror. They always rented a couple of cabins and a ski boat and we spent our time outside, waterskiing, or walking in the woods, or looking at the stars."Sarah sat back reliving the memories of that summer on the lake."Toward the end of the first week your dad and I were lying on the pontoon on the lake and watching the stars come out and all of a sudden we were kissing. We had never kissed before ... actually I had never kissed a boy before and I was sure your father hadn't kissed a girl. I.