This is a work of pure fiction. Please take the time to let me know what you think. Constructive comments are welcomed.
It seems like an age ago, the world was vastly different in those days and as kids growing up in the 60's we were not nearly as "street wise" as the kids today. My story took place in the mid 1960's, I had just turned 18 and growing up in a small town my sexual experience was almost limited. As boys we had shared books giving us the basics of sex education but few of us had ever tried them first hand. Of course most of us had daily masturbation sessions that we had been convinced was a mortal sin. I guess I had a rebellious streak as I was prepared to throw caution to the wind and enjoyed these sessions thoroughly.
Growing up in South Africa during this time made it even more difficult. For those who are not aware we had very strict censorship laws that made any pictures of breasts or genitalia taboo and being caught with pornography in ones possession was a guaranteed prosecution. Once again this did not stop the majority of schoolboys from circulating well-thumbed copies of European magazines like Penthouse, Playboy and Mayfair. I will always remember seeing a picture in one of the Mayfair's of a woman squatting; she was wearing yellow see-through pair of panties. I am certain that this was the start of a long and happy panty fetish.
Six months after I turned 18 my 2 girl cousins came to stay with us. My older sister and cousins were roughly the same age. Every school holiday they would visit during the summer holidays. During this period 2 events took place that significantly changed my life!
To describe the girls for the reader: My sister Joanne was about 5ft 9in, had shoulder length brown hair and fairly large breasts. My cousin Eve was about 5ft 5in, long blonde hair and beautiful small breasts. My cousin Jill was about 5ft 7 with short brown hair and medium sized breasts with huge nipples. Of the 3 of them Jill was the quiet shy one.
A few days into one of their visits, my parents were both at work that meant that we were all alone at home during the day. We used to pack sandwiches and drinks and head to the beach. I was keen on snorkeling and spent most of my time exploring the beautiful marine life in the rock pools. I had also found that this was an ideal opportunity to take a good look at the girls' bodies underwater without them knowing.
I can remember floating in the warm water looking at Eve's bikini clad body. I still get hard at the memory. She always wore white bikinis. (I had often heard my parents talking about how inappropriate her bikini was.) As she waded in the rock pools I could see her nipples clearly through the fabric of the bikini top, being a true blonde I couldn't see any traces of her pubes although I could see the shape of her pussy lips.
On previous visits I had had fun with their panties, trying to imagine which panties belonged to which girl. I guess I will never know if I was right but had a lot of fun enjoying their pussy scent.
On one particular afternoon Jill was not feeling well and decided to stay at home, leaving Joanne, Eve and I to go to the beach. While lying on the beach I saw the girls kept whispering and giggling amount themselves. Eventually Eve crawled over to where I was lying.
"How much do you know about sex?" she asked. "Enough" I was not keen to discuss sex with these girls. "How far have you gone?" she persisted.
I could see she was blushing while asking me these questions. My sister just lay back listening to our conversation without comment.
"I have only ever felt a girls boobs," I answered, (my turn to blush) "Joanne and I want to see your penis" she said. "Here!" I asked indignantly. "Let's go up into the bush and find a secluded spot," she suggested.
I was in the ultimate dilemma, I was really keen to see her naked but was not that keen to get naked myself, added to which showing myself to my sister just didn't seem right. My own curiosity and sexual urge got the better of me and I eventually agreed. "Only if you show me," I answered. She just nodded.
We wandered up the beach and found a secluded spot amongst the bushes. Others had clearly used it as the ground was cleared and condom wrapers littered the bushes. We spread our blanket down and sat down.
"Who goes first?" I asked
Without a word Eve looked across at Jo and slowly pulled her bikini top up, freeing her small breasts. She had the most beautiful pink nipples that by now were nice and hard. I could see the indecision on Jo's face but with some prompting from Eve she slipped the straps of her one piece from her shoulders and pulled it down clear of her breasts, they were really beautiful. Firm 32 C with the longest nipples I had ever seen. My cock was now straining in my trunks.
"Your turn" Joanne said quietly, breaking her silence.
