Rude Games With The Vicar's Daughter

I was never interested in football or any of the games/sports which in those days were just played by boys. So I spent a lot of time hanging around with girls who I found much more interesting.

One of the girls was the Vicar's daughter and I spent a lot of time with her. The Vicarage was a very large house with a basement and a large garden. The basement had a table and chairs, an old sofa and armchairs, plus a record player, and it was only used by the Vicar's daughter and her friends. The garden had trees which meant the back of the garden couldn't be seen from the house. Right at the back of the garden, against the wall, was a wooden bench seat. This seat was where we sat when the weather was warm and dry.

One day, we were in the basement, and she said to me "Can I ask you something, but you must promise not to tell anyone" and I said "OK I promise". She looked rather coyly at me and whispered "Please can I see your thing", and I said "You'd like to see my rude bits?" (My family used to call genitals 'rude bits') She laughed and said "I've not seen one before please show it to me". I said "OK" and pulled down my shorts and underpants to show her my 'thing'. She said "Wow!" and then asked me to lift it up so she could see underneath it. Then she wanted me to pull back my foreskin so she could see what was inside.

After a while I said "You've seen my thing, can I see yours please". She reached up her dress, pulled down her panties and then lifted the front of her dress so I could see. She sat down on the sofa with her legs apart to give me a better view. Then she gently pulled her pussy lips apart to show me what was inside. It was the first time I'd seen a clit and I knew I'd seen something special. Afterwards she said "I liked looking at it will you show it to me again sometime?" I replied "I liked looking at yours too, and would like to see it again" She said "OK we'll call it 'rude games' so when we want to look we'll play rude games".

We could only play rude games when we were sure we wouldn't get caught so we couldn't play it every day. Sometimes it was in the basement, and when the weather was warm we played it on the bench at the bottom of the garden. In the garden she would slip off her panties and then dance around the bench flicking her dress up flashing her pussy and her bare bum at me. Then she'd come over to the bench where I was sitting with my cock out, stand in front of me and lift up her dress while staring at my cock.

"It's getting bigger!" she said. "Yes, it gets bigger when I see your pussy" I replied. "Oooo, show me" she said and stepped closer pulling her pussy lips apart with her fingers. My cock responded by gradually getting bigger, harder, and started pointing upwards. "Oooo I like it when it does that" she said. Of course once it got hard I wanted to stroke it, but I resisted as I wasn't sure how she'd react if she saw me cum.

A while later the weather had turned colder and wetter so we were back inside the basement. We'd play board games, card games and listen to music down there. One day, when I went round there she whispered to me "I've made all the games rude games" and she showed me that she'd marked little symbols on some of the cards and some of the squares on the board games. "When we play rude games if you get a card with a symbol, or land on a square with a symbol then you have to show your thing or do something with it"

We played the rude version of the games whenever we could. The outcome would usually be her without her panties showing me her pussy close up while watching my cock get big and hard. We rarely got as far as actually finishing a game.

One day another girl was there when I went round, and I thought that was going to mean no rude games today. The three of us chatted and played music for a while then the two girls started whispering to each other and giggling. I heard the other girl say something like "you said we could play rude games" and the Vicar's daughter said "yes, let's play rude games" loudly so I could hear". I was a bit surprised as I thought it was our secret, and didn't know she'd discussed it with a friend. She then told the other girl to take off her panties as she stepped out of her own. They were both wearing dresses so I couldn't see their pussies yet. Then she asked me to show them my thing, So I undid my trousers, slid them down, followed by my underpants and let them look at it. As I showed them my cock the other girl took a sudden deep breath and said "Wow!". The vicar's daughter then said to the other girl, watch what it does when we show him our pussies as she lifted up her dress. The other girl lifted her dress too and suddenly I had two lovely pussies right in front of me. My cock rapidly grew, hardened, and stood up. The other girl's eyes widened and she said "That's amazing!" There followed a few minutes where both girls looked closely at my cock, and then they compared their pussies which just made my cock even harder.

After that day, occasionally the other girl would join us and I'd have two pussies to look at. She seemed to like looking at the Vicar's daughter's pussy as much as she liked looking at my cock. I didn't mind as that just made me get harder. Some time later, it was summer again, and the two of us were at the bottom of the garden. Suddenly the vicar's daughter said "I need to do a wee", and I said "That's OK I'll wait here for you while you go and do your wee", but she said "I want to hold it for a while" and I asked "why?". She replied "sometimes I can get this really nice feeling if I hold it". I was sitting on the bench and she was standing facing me. She crossed her legs and stood with her thighs pressed together. As she stood there she sort of twisted from side to side slightly which made her squeeze her thighs together harder. I asked what she was doing and she just said "Be quiet, I need to concentrate". Her slight movements were getting faster and her face showed intense concentration. My cock was getting hard watching this. She took a couple of deep breaths and her body shuddered slightly then she sighed and said "That was good, I got the feeling". She sat down for a minute and then said "I really need to go and wee now" and ran off into the house. When she returned I asked her about it, but she couldn't really explain. She just said "if I concentrate and squeeze my legs together when I need to wee I get this really nice feeling in my pussy. It sort of builds up and then happens suddenly"

After that, whenever we were alone together, and she needed to wee, and wanted to get "the feeling" she would stand there with her legs crossed twisting and squeezing for a few minutes until, if she was lucky, it happened. It didn't always happen, and she'd be upset and grumpy if she couldn't get the feeling. Occasionally she'd be standing there twisting and squeezing her legs together when suddenly she'd say "Oh no!" and pee would cascade down her legs and onto the ground making a big puddle. When this happened she'd just take off her wet panties and hang then on a tree to dry out. If she wet herself I'd find it extra exciting. After a while she started asking to see my thing while she twisted and squeezed. She said "watching it get big and hard makes the feeling even better". If we were outside she stopped rushing inside the house to pee, and would just take off her panties, squat down in front of me with her legs apart so I could see her pussy, and pee onto the ground.

One day she said "I need to wee. I've found a better way to get the feeling" and she squatted down in front of me with one knee above the other and her thighs pressed together. She started to move her knees in opposite directions up and down while squeezing her thighs together. She looked at me and said "please" so I undid my trousers and freed my cock for her to see which got big and hard immediately. Her face took on the look of concentration and her knees started moving quicker making her body jig up and down and her little titties wobble under her dress. She was breathing rapidly and suddenly said "Oh yes, yes, that's it".

This became her favourite way of doing it outside, but it was a little hazeadous as she was more likely to wet herself while doing it resulting in a noisy splash and a big puddle. She tried doing it that way in the basement once, but she couldn't hold her wee and there was a big mess to mop up afterwards. However, she said it was a really, really good one as she let it go while she got the feeling. After the big splash in the basment she went back to doing it standing up with her legs crossed when she was inside, and only did the squat version in the garden.

Eventually, the question I'd been half expecting for some time came. One day when we were in the basement she said "Do you play with your thing?". "Yes" I replied. "Oooo what do you do with it?" she asked. "When it gets big and hard I put my hand round it and stroke it up and down" I answered. "Does that make anything happen?" she said looking very interested. "After a while it starts to feel good, then if I keep doing it it starts to feel very good, then if I do it faster it suddenly feels really, really good and something sticky squirts out of the end" "Wow!" she said "I really want to see that"

Of course, I had to ask her the same question, and she said "Yes, I can get the feeling even better if I use my fingers on my pussy and I don't have to need to wee when I do it". "How do you do it?" I asked. "I whip it with the end of my finger" she replied and then said "Let's both do it now" She went over to the old sofa, sat down and took off her panties. I pulled one of the armchairs up to face the sofa and sat on it. She put a cushion up against the arm of the sofa then laid down with her head on the arm and the cushion. She had one leg stretched out on the sofa and the other leg dangled over the front of the sofa with her foot on the floor. I undid my trousers, and pulled them down along with my underpants. She pulled up her dress and her parted legs gave me a lovely view of her pussy. My cock started to get big and hard at the sight of her lovely pussy. She parted her pussy lips with her fingers revealing her clit. Then she licked one of her fingers and started to flick her clit with a wet fingertip. I started to stroke my now hard cock. I was stroking it slowly as I didn't want to cum too quickly. She kept flicking her clit with her fingertip stopping every now and then to lick it before she carried on. I was looking at her pussy and she was looking at my cock. As she flicked her clit she got that same look of concentration on her face, and her finger started to speed up a little. I was already close to cumming. She started to breath more heavily and her hips and legs started to move around a little. I told her "I'm nearly there, it's going to squirt soon". Her finger sped up, and she started to whisper "Yes, yes, yes". I couldn't hold off  any more and I started to cum big spurts which went everywhere. She screwed up her face, flicking her clit very fast with the tip of her finger, and said one loud, long "yeeeees" bringing her legs together as her body jerked. She lay there for a minute with her hand covering her pussy then said that felt very very good.

We masturbated together a few more times. She soon found it was better to rub her clit with her finger tip than to flick it. She liked me to caress her little titties through her dress while she played with her pussy. Sometimes she would hold my hard cock with her free hand while she played. Just feeling her titties and having her hand on my cock would have me close to cumming. When she was getting close to cumming she'd say "make it squirt for me now". It would only take me a short while to cum, and she'd make herself cum at the same time.

Unfortunately her father, the Vicar, started taking an interest in me. He used to be out all the time, but suddenly he was always there when I visited. He'd then come down to the basement and grill me about why I didn't go to church, and how he expected me to be there on Sunday. That quickly made my visits uncomfortable so I couldn't go there very often, and a short while later I had to move away from the area.

The Vicar's daughter had a big influence on what still turns me on sexually today. For example I still find watching a woman masturbate or even just talking about how she masturbates a big turn on.