She was nineteen and I was twenty-one when we got married. While I was sexually inexperienced (little did I know how much so at that time) when we married, she was obviously not inexperienced at all. I have to confess that I was not angry, jealous, or upset because she was not a virgin when we married, but I did ask her why she didn't tell me about it before hand. Her answer was "I was afraid." "Are you going to leave me now?" I answered, "Of course not. But sometime when you feel comfortable enough talking about it, I would like for you to tell me about who you fucked and why you decided to fuck them at the time." "You mean you would really like to hear about me and my past 'boyfriends'? she asked. "It wouldn't make you mad?" "No, in fact I think it would be exciting for both of us. Exciting for me hearing how someone else was able to convince you to let them put their cock in you and exciting for you in re-living the details of a past fuck." "OK," she said. "But give me time to get used to the idea and to believe you when you say you won't get mad." *** We were lying in bed one night after returning from a party at an acquaintance's house. The whiskey and beer had flowed freely at the party and she drunk a lot of vodka. I had only one or two beers since I knew I had to drive us home after the party. We were both naked and she was lying with her head on my stomach, playing with my cock. It was obvious what was going to happen soon. I asked her, "Have you given anymore thought to telling me about some of you past fucks?" "Yes," she answered, "I'll tell you, but you have to tell me what you want to hear." "Okay," I said, "tell me about the time you lost your cherry." "Are you sure you really want to hear this?" "Ye!s" *** Sylvia's Story We lived in the head of the holler with no neighbors. When I was twelve years old I started taking a blanket and going up the hill behind our house to a little secluded flat in a meadow to lie in the sun. Most times I would take a Teen magazine to read while I was sunning. As you know my parents had very little money, owning a bathing suit was out of the question, so I lay on the blanket in my bra and panties while reading Teen and getting a tan. After a couple of weeks of sneaking off to the meadow to sunbath, I noticed my brother, Wendell, hiding behind a tree watching me. At first I was a little upset about him spying on me, but then I began to get excited at the thought of him watching me while I lay there with nothing on but my bra and panties. Even though I was only twelve, my tits were a size 34A and I had started to get some fuzz on my pussy. I them decided to tease him even more. I sat up with my back to him and took my bra off and lay it to the side. Then I lifted up my hips and removed my panties. Then I lay down on my stomach and picked up my Teen magazine and began reading, pretending like I didn't know he was there. *** With her head laying on my stomach and her hand cupping my balls while she was telling me this story, I was hard and erect with the tip of my cock just inches from her mouth. Suddenly, she took my erect cock into her mouth and began sucking it and bobbing her head up and down. "Ummm," she moaned around my cock. I always loved it when she sucked my cock, but I wanted to hear more of her story. "Wait a little for that, I want to hear what happened. Okay?" She released my cock from her mouth and said "Okay, if that's what you want." *** The way I was laying on the blanket, pretending to read my magazine, I could look out of the corner of my eyes and see him spying on me without him noticing I could see him trying to hide behind the tree. For several long minutes, I lay there naked letting him take my body, from my lightly rounded little ass, to the pert tits that were, at the moment, pressed into the blanket. Each time I shifted position, I would give him a glimpse of another part of my body. Soon, I could see his cock was tenting the front of his shorts. He was wearing shorts, and not much else, as it was mid-summer, and 90 degrees outside. After pretending to read for about 15 minutes, I pretended to get bored with the book and turned over. As I did so, Wendell was treated to a full frontal view of my young tits, and the light fuzz that topped my almost hairless little snatch. This unexpected delight caused him to suck in his breath with a slight gasp. I heard my brother's intake of breath, but carefully acted as if I hadn't noticed. Continuing to get a complete tan, I spread my legs, and lay on my back, giving him a complete view of my open little pussy, now starting to drool cream at the thought of turning on my brother. Ever since I had started having periods, I had been having fantasies about putting on a show for a man, and possibly even getting fucked. My mother had explained about how babies were made, so I knew what happened and I had seen my older sister have sex with her boyfriend in the back seat of his car just a few days ago. It was scary, thinking of having a baby, even though it was also exciting. So I mainly dreamed, not daring to actually try anything. Now, knowing my brother was sneaking peeks at my naked body was turning me on. I had never thought of my brother before as a possible sexual partner or boyfriend. I decided to try and "make-out" with my brother. We couldn't actually fuck, as I didn't want to get pregnant, but there were lots of things two horny kids could do without actually fucking. I thought it over, all the time carefully turning my body to give him fresher and even more tantalizing glimpses of different parts of my developing young body. How could I get him onto the blanket with me, with both of us naked? He was obviously interested, and from the shiny head of his cock peeking out of the top of his shorts, equipped for the job. A slight ache in my neck, as I tried to keep him in view, gave me the Idea I had been searching for. "OW!" I said. "Aughh! Oh, that hurts!" I twisted as if in pain, and lay face-down on the blanket, trying to reach my back as if I were in agony. Wendell had been enjoying my show, when he saw me seemingly strain my back, and collapse onto the blanket. Worry about me being hurt, overcame his fear of being caught peeping. "What's the matter, Sylvia" he cried. "My back. It's killing me. I think I got a cramp." I hammed it up for all I was worth. "Do I need to go get help?" "No. I should be OK in a minute," I explained. "Maybe you could help by rubbing it." Tentatively, he approached me. "You mean like this?" he said, starting to massage my shoulders. "Yes, but farther down," I directed. Wendell started massaging "farther down," until he was rubbing the middle of my back. "How's that?" he inquired. "Fine, but harder," I requested. He was already rubbing as hard as he could, but I kept being pushed away, when he tried to do it harder. He explained this to me. "Why don't you get on top of me, and do it." I almost snickered, as I realized how well my plan was working. "Uh Sylvia," he warned, "you're naked, and I..." How could he tell me, his innocent sister, that he was sporting a hard-on for her? "That's OK. I don't mind. Why don't you take your shorts off too, if that's what's bothering you?" I was really proud of myself for thinking up that line. "But Sylvia, I've got..." He couldn't say it. "So you've got a hard-on. Big deal! Just don't try to stick it in me. OK?" I hid my face in the blanket, so he couldn't see my expression and spoil everything. Hurriedly slipping out of his shorts, he climbed on top of me, and began to feel my body all over, under the pretense of giving me a back-rub. It was almost too good to be true. He pressed into the small of my back with his fingers, and began giving me a massage that threatened to put me to sleep. After working a while on my back, he began running his hands up and down my sides, and then he began rubbing my shoulders. Presently, he had somewhat of a "big" problem. His cock was banging against my butt. I enjoyed the feel of my brother's cock sliding against my rounded little ass. "Sylvia. My cock is getting in the way," he said. "Can I put it down between your legs for a minute?" "Well, OK. Just for a minute. Just don't get any of your cum in me." He continued rubbing my back, while he started sliding his cock down between my legs. He kept on sliding his cock past the clenched lips of my twelve year old pussy. Each time the tip of his cock slipped by the entrance to my pussy, he would push the head in a little. I felt my brother pressing the head of his prick into my now slippery pussy. "Stop it!" I said. "You almost went inside me that time." He continued sliding his cock past the lips of pussy. "Don't you like it?" he inquired. "Yes, but we shouldn't," I lied. Still, I began working my hips in time with the sliding of my brother's cock. I really enjoyed the slip-sliding feel of his cock rubbing against my pussy lips. After waiting a bit, he once again pushed the head of his cock against the opening to my pussy. This time, I didn't stop him. "You aren't cumming inside me, are you?" I asked. "Just making it easier for my cock to slide, while I rub your back," reassured Wendell. The next time the tip of his cock reached my pussy, he pushed in a little harder. There was a popping sensation, and I felt the ring of muscles at the mouth of my pussy slip over the head of his prick. "You little bastard. You put your cock inside me." But there was no heat in my accusation and I didn't pull away. "I've just got the tip in," he lied. "It feels like more than just the tip," I mumbled, but said no more, as I relaxed. He continued to rub my back. Only now, he was sliding the tip of his cock in and out of the lips of my pussy, both of us enjoying the sensations, each time the muscles of my young pussy snapped around the head of his prick. We both knew exactly what he was doing, but was enjoying it too much to stop. After a short while, I started to push back. More and more of his cock slid into my pussy, until the head of his prick rested against my unbroken hymen. "You'd better not knock me up," I said, pushing back at my brother. He pushed his cock in and out of my pussy, until he was close to cumming. "Stop Sylvia!" he said. "I'm almost ready to cum." "Don't cum in me!" I cried. "I don't want to get pregnant!" "Just wait," he continued. "No don't pull off. Just hold on. If you pull off, I might cum inside you before you get all the way off. Just hold still. Don't move!" "Ooooh. OK," he said. "We can continue now." With this, he started fucking me, sliding his cock all the way up to my unbroken cherry, and all the way back out. Back and forth. Back and forth. He was really fucking me now. After a while, it got to be too much for me. "Stop," I said. "Huh?" Wendell asked. "I want to turn over, so that we can do it right," I explained. "Are you sure?" he wanted to know. "Uh-huh. If we are going to fuck, let's do it right." With this, I turned over, and placed my brother's cock against the opening to my pussy. "Now push," I said. He pushed, and his cock slid all the way up inside pussy with a rush. There was a snapping sensation, and I felt my hymen break. Then I started to climax, knowing that I had brother's cock stuck all the way up inside me. "You wanted to fuck me. Well fuck me!" I cried. "You'd better not cum inside me though. I don't want to get pregnant." He slipped his cock in and out of my pussy. I loved it. I hadn't realized how good it would feel to be fucked. Soon, I found myself in the throes of another even mightier climax. "Cum. Cum. Cum. I'm going to cum!" I panted. "Sylvia don't," he warned. "You're going to make me cum inside you." I was too far gone to stop. I wrapped my arms and legs around my brother in a death-grip, and fucked back even harder. "Unh. Unh. Do it," I encouraged, not letting him go. He couldn't help himself. He began ejaculating right up inside my squeezing little pussy. "Sorry Sylvia," he apologized, "I couldn't help it. Why didn't you let me go?" "I couldn't" I replied, still panting. "It felt so good. "Are you mad at me?" he asked. "No, mainly, I'm mad at myself," I replied. "Why? I thought you said you liked it." He said confused. "I did. That's why I'm mad at myself. When I think of all the wasted time, when we could have been doing this, I get mad." "You mean you'll want to do it again?" he said "I thought you were scared of getting pregnant." "I am, a little. We'll need to think of something." *** "There, now you know how I lost my cherry," she said drunkenly as she sucked my hard cock back into her mouth. I have to say, in all fairness, that she sucked cock better than I had ever seen in any porn movie. She'd obviously had a cock in her mouth a time or two before. She mouthed and tongued me, jacking me with her hands, occasionally licking my balls or fondling them. Her hands caressed and squeezed the cheeks of my ass. The alcohol was doing a nice job. I looked down at her head bobbing up and down on me. I began thrusting back and forth. I felt the urge to plunge myself deep into her. She never missed a beat. She took my cock eagerly into her mouth, working her head up and down. She took almost the whole shaft down her mouth at times. Then she would jerk me off while her tongued worked miracles on the head. My cock felt unbelievably hard. It was like shoving an iron rod down her throat. Sylvia took me deep into her mouth again, pinning her nose in a mound of curly pubic hair as I felt my cock entombed by her gagging throat. "Let's try this," she said, lying down on her back. She let her head dangle over the edge of the bed. "Go ahead," she said, opening her mouth wide." I couldn't believe what was happening. I didn't need any more coaxing. I took her head in my hands and shoved my cock in her mouth. I then began a relentless face fucking. I slammed my cock into her throat, again and again. As if this weren't enough, I began to fondle her lithe body. I stuck a finger in her pussy. She was soaking wet. I fingered her wildly as I fucked her face. I heard muffled moans coming from her cock-stuffed mouth as I fondled her pussy vigorously. The need to taste her juices overwhelmed me. I grabbed her by the waist and lifted her up. She let out a yelp of surprise as I hoisted her in the air. I stuck my face in her pussy and began eating her out like a feed bag. She soon got the idea and began to suck my cock again. "Oh, yeah!" I shouted loudly. "Yeah! Yeah!" She jerked me off furiously as she sucked my cock. I felt my balls tingle and I unleashed my load into her mouth. Gob after gob of cum filled her mouth. She began coming at the same time as I licked her pussy. *** "Someday you need to tell me how you learned to suck cock like that." I said. "Maybe the next time you get me drunk," she answered.