I had never kissed a girl. Well, ok, I kissed my older sister, but only after mom told me to make up with her after hitting her. That was on the cheek...and didn’t count. I was kissing Cindy right on the lips!This was the late 1960’s; time of hippies, drugs, free love, Woodstock, Apollo, and oh yeah, Vietnam War and USSR. But Eddie and I were just entering high school, and I was sitting with him on blankets in their basement kissing his younger sister as he critiqued. We were having a sleepover,. I first sent her a picture of the panties I had picked up as they were laid out on the bed. Her thoughts were that starting with the least sexy and moving up was the best way to start. So I put the black bikinis on first. They were snug, and the smooth material actually felt great. I decided that these were something I could actually wear the next day underneath my clothes. Sara thought they looked nice, but was excited for me to try the pink cheekies on. As I took off the bikinis and put the. I did this for a few moments, and watched his face, his eyes became hooded heavy then closed.I leaned forward until my mouth was almost touching his scrotum, his smell was intoxicating, and I took a deep breath, and released it, wafting his balls with my breath, "How does that feel", I asked him, feeling his cock jerk in my hand.All I heard was a groan and the single word, "God". There was no going back, and I pressed my lips onto his scrotum and began kissing his cock, with my lips and little. Ikicked off my shoes, pulled off my socks and wiggled mytoes while he went into the bathroom. I turned on the TVand lay back to see what was on — Meryl Streep in somemovie being depressed in Egypt. I heard the toilet flush and the water running in thewashbasin, followed by Rogelio gargling. Just as Ifinally worked out that the other actress was TraceyUllman, Rogelio cleared his throat and I glanced up. Make that, cleared *her* throat. Rogelio had doffed theuniform jacket and shirt, and I.