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My First Time - by Becca
My Brothers where in their room, giggling and making a fuss; I was curious about the sounds and walked in on them; They both sat up, bolt upright, looking so busted, and Stephen clumsily hid a magazine behind his back.
"What yea doing."
"Nothing."
"Oh no, you been doing something, what yea got."
"Nothing for you, its not for girls, it's a guy thing."
"Lemme see; Lemme see or I’ll tell Dad."
Steph pulled out this Magazine and handed it to me. It was Porn, I'd never seen porn before. I opened the Magazine to this picture. A woman with Jet black hair
down to the small of her back kneeling in front of a man, It was the cover piece of a story called "The Slave." There was something about her so beautiful, so
submissive, so vulnerable that just echoed in me, and made me ache.
"See its not for girls." Steph said.
"She's a girl" I replied.
"That"s different."
"I guess." I said and I gave it back to him; but I could not get the image of "The Slave" out of my head, and 2 days later I slipped into Dads room while he was at work and stole the Mag.
When days later Dad discovered my theft, Oh did my brothers get their asses whipped. Dad was furious, and of course he never thought for a moment his little
angel had stolen his mag. After their whipping the boys were sent to their room for the night, Bobby was snuffling, and kept saying, "I didn't"; but Steph
looked into my room with a curious, knowing look, he was piecing things together.
A couple days later I get home from school and Steph is sitting on my bed, paging through a sketch diary, page after page, picture after picture of "The Slave" studies of
the picture in the Mag, and studies of her from every angle I could imagine, studies of her man, as she would see him looking up into his loving face from her place on her knees.
I stopped short in the doorway, I was furious with him for going though my stuff, but I did not dare say a word just now. Finally I managed, "Im sorry dad whipped yea, I didn't mean for that"
"It's ok, Dads going to go off once a week you know that, if it wasn't for this it would have been something else. Come here, sit down." I did, Steph looped one arm around me,
rested his head on my shoulder as he paged through my sketch book silently for a long minute. "Your fascinated by her?" he said, I could not bring myself to speak, but
replied with a tiny bob of my chin. "You want to know what it’s like to be her?" another little nod. "Me too, well I'd like to know what it's like to be him; maybe we could help each other."
I looked at him, flummoxed, "Steph, you’re my brother."
"Not really you know, we're steps."
"I never think of you that way, I think of you as my Big Brother."
"I know, I love yea too Becc, but we aren't really, so it would not be so very bad if we helped each other, unless you don't want to, unless you just want to
just keep sketching away imagining what it's like to be her." He flipped through a few more sketches.
"No" I said in a tiny voice, "No I do want to know, what should I do?"
Steph put a pillow on the floor, why don't you kneel on that, I did, he stood up very close to me, looking down, petting my face and hair. He gently guided my hands to his thighs.
"Pet me Becc." I let my hands go up and down, up and down. He looked so happy. "Undo my belt Becc." And I did, helped him out of his jeans. "Take off my shorts Becc." And I did his
cock fell out now inches from my face. He took it in his hand, and caressed my checks with the head, then ran the tip along my lips.
"Kiss me Becc" and I kissed him right on the tip, "You do want to know what it's like."
"Yes"
"Then suck on it Becc."
I leaned forward, sucked him into my mouth, felt his firm shaft against my tongue felt him beginning to stroke between my lips. He pet me breathlessly and said, "Oh God Becc, it's wonderful."
I pet his bottom, balancing myself, and sucked him harder. After a few long moments petting me he pulled back.
"God Becc, it's wonderful, I never felt so good before in my life." I smiled up at him,
"I'm glad" I replied.
"Do you wanna stop, you know what its like now."
"No, I want to watch you feel good."
"Suck me till I cum?"
"Cum?"
"If you suck me long enough, I'll shoot some sticky stuff out of my cock, I don't think its too bad though the girls in dads mags all look pretty happy when they do, it's part of
getting a guy off."
I licked long and slow up and down his cock. "Sure, they talk about that in "The Slave" Yea I wanna know, I wanna know what it's like to 'Get you off'" I giggled a little.
Steph guided my head back down his shaft, pet me held me close but firm, and began to screw my mouth. I sucked him long and deep till he came. Gasping and petting me. Finally he said,
"You can stop now if you want Becc."
I nuzzled my nose in his fur and said, "I can't want too." It was a playful thing from when we were tiny kids, whenever I was told to do something I did not want, or to stop something
I wanted to do I would reply. "I Can't want too."
He smiled down at me and petted my face, "What do you want then."
"Seconds" I asked hopefully, "Your still pretty hard."
Steph guided his cock back into my mouth, began to slowly grind. "Sure I'd love to feed you seconds Becc." And he ground deep and firm and beautiful in my mouth, and I
loved watching him, loved watching him feel so good in my mouth.
A little later he took my hand, pulled me up then tumbled me onto the bed; he pulled off my panties as he kissed his way up my body; laying beside me he gently pet my pussy lips.
His lovely face inches from me he whispered. "I want your Pussy Becc."
"Im still a Virgin" I replied.
"I know, let me be your first"
"Yes, Yes I would love it if you were my first." Steph got on top of me, put his cock head to my pussy lips, then stroked it up and down, up and down. Making me want him more and more;
watching me wriggle with desire. I don't know who taught him that, today I know a lot of grown men who have never learned to do that, but he knew.
Finally gasping, just crazy for him, I kissed him and begged, "Please just push it inside."
He pushed hard, we both felt my cherry pop, and he settled into me gently, and made love to me. My Big Beautiful Brother protector, my first lover; it was wonderful laying there with him
in my arms, deep inside of me, screwing me deeply, gently firmly till he came again. I still smile when I think of it all these years later.
And that was it, my first sexual encounter, and I loved it, I loved Step like I had never loved him before. It was wonderful. We became lovers for a short while, but we were
still Brother and Sister, A couple months later he hooked up with his first real Girl Friend, and we stopped hooking up. He was shy about it at first, but I made sure he knew I
was happy for him. I was Happy to see my Big Brother in love like he should be.
But Steph taught me something I'll never forget; that I love pleasing a man, that in the hands of the right man, submission, pure unfettered submission,
is just the most beautiful thing. I began to discover myself that day, to discover the woman I truly am, the Naughty Loving woman I truly am.
It was the very best gift I have ever been given, and it came from a boy, I just could not love anymore.
Mmmmmmmmmmmmmuaaa Becca.