It was a snowy Christmas morning and the tree was littered with gifts of all shapes and sizes. Each present contained a small parchment with each of m... siblings names written on them. I reached for the yellow rectangular box and hugged it tightly. I scrambled to the fireplace and gazed at this box, my young mind going nuts, wondering what was inside it. Ever so gently my tiny hands slowly slipped the Barbie casing out. A bright smile appeared on my face as I gazed onto the beauty of my newly. "Mike, phone!" my mom called up the stairs."Got it mom," I yelled back, picking up the extension in my room."Hello?"A soft sultry voice said, " I want to suck your dick, big boy. I want to kiss it and suck it and feel it in my throat, throbbing with your excitement. I want to take it so deep, I can't even breath, then I'll raise up and give just the head a tongue bath and lick the slit until you can hardly stand it."I was groaning and my knees were so wobbly I could hardly stand as I listened. I ended up quite tipsy as it was my first real drink. We sat there and talked as she finished the vodka and I just had coke with a little vodka. The conversation eventually turns to her asking me if I have a GF, which I didn’t, and then what I’d done with girls, I say that I’d only kissed, which I hadn’t. This is where things really start to hot up, she then asks me if I’m a good kisser, I tell her I’m not sure, that’s when she spontaneously kisses me and before I realise she has her tongue. ‘Can you hold me?’ She asked, pressing her body against mine. ‘Few things would make me happier.’ I smiled, wrapping her in my arms. ‘Anything else I can do?’ ‘Kiss me goodnight and tell me you love me.’ She needed me to do that tonight. I leaned down and kissed her as gently as I could while still conveying the raw love I had for her. ‘I love you.’ I whispered so that only she would hear. I kissed her forehead and snuggled in with her for the night, content in my arms for the first time all.