Certainly the massage in Phuket was the first time a woman’s touch had aroused me. And, how I came and came again! Even in my late teens, I had not,...as many girls do, experimented sexually with girls. I didn’t mind if they did but, for me, sex was something you did with boys. Not that I was that active.In the weeks that followed our return from Phuket, I’d replay the massage in my mind, each time getting wet and usually masturbating or urging Tom, if he were home, to fuck me. I’ve never been. That Summer my brother, my sister and I spent most of our time playing outside with our cousins. We would be at each others houses constantly. If we werent jumping on the trampoline then we would be swimming. One hot July day everything changed. My cousin Fred (also 9 years old) got the idea to play cops and robbers. They had an old busted creeper type van that was broken down in the far back of their driveway. That was the copss van. Well I got to be a cop, and so did my cousin. Not Fred. She began pumping her hips up and down and squeezing her legs tighter together to ensure the egg was right against her clit…as close at it could possible get. Her breating became mroe shallow and her pending orgasm closer. Then, with a final series of jerks, she felt her pussy contract and her clit spasm shooting her sweetie juice all over the egg. She got up, walked naked into the bath room with her egg to clean it off then turned on the shower to begin her daily ritual of getting ready for. She must be really really upset about it. Soon, we were in the garden, where I was about to be given awayby my father, to a man, in marriage. To be honest, I was too scaredto actually pay any attention to what was going on. I desperatelyhoped no one would guess what was really under my gown. I did remember though, having to look at my new husband, and tomake a vow to honor him, to love him, and to obey him. When I vowedto obey him, a strange little glint came into his eye, for just.