One of my early erotic memories. When you grow up on a farm, having the farmhouse to yourself is about as rare as finding dodo shit on the lawn. It only ever happened if Mum and Dad went off to a farm show or something like it, and took Claire and Chris with them. That made it even rarer. One day though, I woke late on Saturday, and found a note in the kitchen. "Gone to Arlington. Back late. Mum xx"
So, bye bye clothes. I stood in our kitchen and stripped slowly, enjoying both the removal of each item, and the anticipation of forthcoming nakedness. Finally, I stood there naked, and feeling very grown up! I walked around the house looking at myself in the mirrors, and half-hoping someone would knock on the door. I had plenty of scenarios in my head. The postman needed a signature, I tried to hide myself from him, but he saw my tiny budding tits, and one thing led to,another. A different fantasy. This time, I wasn't alone in the house. One of our farm hands, who I was a bit scared of, had come in, saw me naked, and fucked me on the kitchen table. Oh yes, I had plenty of mental exercise! I walked into Mum and Dad's bedroom, the room in which they made me. I imagined them fucking on that bed. I'd already heard them many times, and spied on them a few times too. I knew Mum liked to be dominated and called names. I knew she loved to have her legs crossed behind Dad's back. And I knew he liked to smell her panties while he fucked her. But in my mind, today, he was smelling my panties, not hers. It aroused him, and he knew they were not hers. Again, in my mind, I wondered if he would come for me after he finished with her? What would his cock feel like in my tight, and at that time, virgin hole? By now I was very wet, smelled of sex, and was ready for my first cum. Anywhere except a bedroom, nothing adventurous in doing it there. So downstairs again, this time posing on the staircase, a leg over a bannister. Sitting on the stairs, knees together, feet splayed wide, everything I'd seen in porn pics online. Then I picked a stair and spread my legs. The staircase faced a window, and if anyone happened to be 14 feet tall, they could see right in, and right up me! I rubbed my budding little clit until I felt the pressure of an orgasm about to burst. Then, for the first time, I made myself stop! I was so wet! I walked out into the back garden. Here, there was a real chance of being seen by someone, and it only served to heighten my feelings. I wanted to do something naughty, something bad. So I squatted down and peed. I'd never peed outdoors before that time, and I loved the vulnerability of it! I think that's why I am an avid outdoor pisser now! I rubbed a little more still squatting, and the feeling shot through me like electricity. I was really close. I even pushed a finger inside me. I have been blessed with a hymen with a very large hole in it. I was able to use tampons from the word go, so a finger was no trouble. Mmmmmm soooo fucking good. Again, I stopped myself, and walked to our pool. Overhead, a helicopter was on low approach to the nearby airfield. I so hoped they saw me! I found a sunbed, and lay on my back, thrust my tiny tits up as high as I could, spread my legs and went for it. Overhead, another helicopter was slowly circling. I knew I was being watched now! Who the fuck cares? What are they going to do? Admit to perving on a 14 year old? Hardly! Oh fuck, that orgasm! So violent, and no one home, so I could indulge myself by screaming out every filthy word I knew. My head? Oh, that was full of four boys I fancied from school, standing over me and wanking. I imagined them shooting their jizz all over my tits, face, hair and cunt. Then just as I came, I imagine a boy pumping his load in me. That was the first of four cums I had that glorious day. One was in the pool against one of the jets. Later, I taught Claire how to make herself cum using water power. Another was lying on Mum and Dad's bed, imagining Dad was doing me while Mum encouraged him. The final one was late in the afternoon or more like early evening. I was enjoying the coolness of the air on my sweaty body when I heard a car pull up the driveway. That meant I had to get in the house before they caught me. Half way back, I thought, fuck it. Why should I be embarrassed? So I walked slowly. Brazenly back towards the house, pausing here and there to flick my gem. I came just as the backdoor opened and Mum stood there. She didn't say a word to me. Not at the time, and not since. She did give me a little knowing smile though. I wasn't to know until years later of my parents swinging habits, nor what fun would lie ahead for me within the family too! But I enjoyed that day which started out as innocent (or maybe not so innocent) exploration, contained multiple orgasms, and lit the flame for some of the best sex I've ever had.
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