I was a 19 year old virgin until my favorite aunt gave me a birthday pity fuck. That sort of turned my world around, in a good way. Details later but first a little background.
My grandfather is an evangelist. He's conducted crusades all over the world. My father followed in his footsteps. Together they now head a mega church in central California. Our family lives in a gated compound on a hill overlooking a university that Grandpa also established. The opposite side of the campus stands the church where they hold court.
Until my early teens we led sort of a normal life. As Grandpa's international celebrity grew, he began to attract paparazzi and threats from some crazies that led to creating the family compound and adding a security detail. Inside the compound surrounding a spring fed pond are the homes of my grandparents, my mother Malana's older sister Kieli and her daughter Cindi and of course ours. Also, there's a security office, a recording studio, a print shop and a couple of guest houses.
We moved into the compound shortly after my 13th birthday. Me, my sister Becki, 2 years older and my cousin Cindi, 6 months younger, were then introduced to the rules which would govern us thereafter. We were never to enter an unfamiliar room or building unless security had first checked it out, we were never to be in a room of mixed company with the door closed. We would not be allowed outside the compound unless accompanied by security personnel. No one would be allowed entry into the compound without being vetted by security.
We were assured that these steps were for our own protection as well as to avoid any possibility of scandal for the ministry. At first us kids treated it as a lark, trying to beat the system. That didn't last long as we became more isolated. Imagine if you will, inviting friends over for a play day. First, we had to submit a request, the invitee and their family faced background checks and searches before being allowed in. It didn't take long for visits to dry up. Home schooling increased our isolation.
Becki, Cindi and I called ourselves the three amigos. We spent all our time together. We jogged together, swam together, played basketball and other games together, studied together. We were best buddies. Everything we did was under the watchful eye of SECURITY, around the clock bodyguards. Most of whom treated us like potential criminals. Along the way we did luck into a few that treated us well.
Atypical is a nice word to describe our family, dysfunctional is probably more accurate. All of our nurturing and love came from our mothers. Our grandparents were constantly traveling, we rarely saw them. I never saw my parents argue, I just rarely saw them together. Dad lived downstairs in his bedroom and office. Mom and us kids lived upstairs.
My mother's older sister Kieli lived next door, but her and mom rarely spoke. Their younger sister Lani is a successful actress. She lives on the coast with her current girlfriend. Her career and relationships didn't endear her to Dad and Grandpa.
My mother and her two sisters are Polynesian, born in Hawaii. They are beautiful, dark haired, with rich spotless, smooth and slightly tanned skin. Their delicate facial features and deep brown eyes are stunning.
What can I say about my sister and cousin? Like me both are blond, blue eyed with fair skin. They are pretty, smart, fun to be with, they love the outdoors, are athletic, enjoy physical activity. Becki is an extrovert, Cindi a little shy, she is the more thoughtful of the two and the more sensitive.
Bec and I are like two peas in a pod. extemporaneous, adventuresome, free spirits. "I dare you" and "Hey, watch this" are our battle cries, also why we bear numerous scars, sport broken bones (both our noses, and her an arm, me a leg). No matter the designer label, on us, our attire tends to look like Goodwill chic. Cindi on the other hand always looks well put together, while fun and active she tends to be more deliberate and cautious.
We were all home schooled through high school, Cindi and I are in our second year and Becki is a junior at the family university. The first few semesters were OK, subjects were interesting, most professors were boring. It was fun being in real classrooms, watching the girls in their sundresses and sandals, and sometimes shorts. Of course, our security discouraged any close contact. That all changed with the Covid lockdown. All students were sent home. Now we attend virtual classes.
Growing up, none of us ever had a real date. We tried a few times but with security requirements, it was never successful. I was a late bloomer. I had started college before I really became aware that girls were, well girls. I started to notice that their butts moved interestingly when they walked, there were fascinating lumps under their t-shirts, their skin was smooth and yummy looking.
I did spend some time studying the female anatomy on-line. But my first real life sexual experience came recently. Growing up, Aunt Lani always treated each of us to a fun excursion on our birthdays. With her we've helicoptered, parasailed, windsurfed, watched movies being filmed on location as well as enjoyed trips to Disneyland and other fun locations. Now that we're older she often treats us to a shopping trip and fine dining. Whatever the treat for the day, it's always just the celebrant and her.
My last birthday, my 19th, she was filming in Europe so couldn't make it back to the states. After returning, she reserved a guest house in the compound for a late celebration. We amigos met her car at the gate as she arrived and excitedly greeted her. We helped unload the car in between hugs, kisses and a lot of laughing.
Lani invited the whole family to join her the first evening. Only us three kids and Mom showed up. Once settled in, she distributed hand selected gifts for each of us. Then announced plans for the evening.
"Since we can't go to a restaurant, I'm bringing the restaurant to us. A chef and staff will be here shortly to prepare a gourmet feast. I brought some special wine from France that I think you're all old enough to enjoy. Afterwards I thought we'd enjoy some music and dancing to a great little trio, that'll also be joining us. What do you all think?"
"As long as we're with you it'll be great."
"Tomorrow Is Gene's day, he and I'll celebrate his belated birthday with a special treat I have in mind."
We all enjoyed the special meal and wine, watched a preview of her latest film then enjoyed the trio on the deck.
The next morning, I was up at dawn. I knocked on her door as the sun was peeking over the trees.
She answered in a short white plush robe. "My aren't you up early."
She kissed me on the cheek, as we walked to the kitchen she said, "Have a seat at the bar while I fix us some breakfast."
I grabbed a cup of coffee. We replayed last evenings events as she cooked. I couldn't keep my eyes off her pretty legs and feet. We enjoyed a hearty breakfast then cleared the table, loaded the dishwasher and moved to the den.
Sitting next to me with her legs tucked under, she said, "Today is your day, what would you like to do?"
"Just spending time with you is special."
She leaned over and brushed my lips with hers.
"That's so sweet."
"Sorry I missed your actual birthday, I've never been this late before, but I think you'll like my gift."
With her hand on mine, "I've watched you grow up and feel bad that you've not lived a normal life. There are so many things you should have experienced by now. As my gift, I want to give you some of those experiences today."
"Really, like what?"
"Like necking, making out and petting, and other fun growing up stuff."
"You mean we're going to make out? You and me?"
"Yeah, if you'd like. I know I'm a lot older and I'm your Aunt, but it could be fun, for both of us. Have you ever thought about kissing me, really kissing?"
"Actually, I've thought about you a lot lately."
Blushing, I added, "And not just kissing."
"Well let's start with a kiss."
She pulled me close, touched her lips to mine then pushed her tongue in my mouth, darting around inside. I followed suit and explored the inside of her mouth. Our tongues touching was incredible.
We kept at it for a long time finally she pulled back and said, "What'd you think?"
"Wow, let's do it some more."
"OK, but this time, you can feel me up. Rub my breasts while we kiss."
My hands rubbed and squeezed through her robe, while our lips and tongues were together. At one point, she moved my right hand down between her bare legs, my heart was about to explode. Then she placed her hand on my crotch. I was tingling all over, slightly shaking.
She began licking my eyes, nibbling at my ears then licked my neck and adams apple. I was so hot I thought I'd burst into flames. We continued to rub each other as I in turn licked her face, throat and top of her chest. She guided my hand under the robe across her firm belly to those mysterious mounds as she continued stroking my cock through my pants.
We kissed and sucked each other's tongues for a while then she stood up and dropped the robe. She helped me pull my shirt and pants off. Both in just our underwear, we moved to the bedroom where she straddled me and pulled my hands to her chest guiding my fingers under her bra. She rubbed my nipples as I massaged her tits, soon she led my right hand to her panties and pushed a finger inside.
I touched a patch of light fur and felt her dampness. I traced her wet slit with a finger, pushed inside. My finger felt on fire. She inserted her finger from the opposite side, we rubbed wet fingers inside her until she pulled them out, inserting hers in my mouth as she sucked mine. I kept staring at the dark patch on her panties. She pulled her panties aside and for the first time I looked at a real live pussy. I felt wetness at the head of my dick.
She slid off to the side, lying next to me she put her hand under my shorts and played with my erection while we kissed.
