Chapter 1

It was a hot mid July evening as we pulled into the driveway of our new home. For twelve years Mom, Dad, my older brother and I lived in the big city of Atlanta Georgia. My brother and I both were born in Atlanta and were used to the city life. My father had worked at many jobs in Atlanta but just didn't seem to be able to make any headway in any of them. It seemed like he would start a job, then things wouldn't work out and before we knew it he was looking for another job. We weren't really poor, but we weren't rich either.

One-day daddy came home from work and told us all at supper that he had a new job lined up. None of us were surprised because daddy was always coming home to announce he had a new job lined up. What kind of job is it this time Frank, my mother asked? Now Nancy, he said, I know that you always hate it when I change jobs, but honey I just need to find one I like. What kind of job mom asked dad again? I met a man who owns a large dairy farm and he wants me to come manage it, dad replied. You don't know a thing about managing a dairy farm, mom told dad. Sure I do, you know I was raised up on one and worked there till I was sixteen. Dad would be 32 in December of this year. He had met mom when he was seventeen and she was fifteen. They went out for about six months before they had gotten married. Dad had just turned eighteen and mom was only a few days past her sixteenth birthday. I guess mom and dad had been more that going out because mom was two months pregnant w ith Steve, when they got married. It wasn't a month after she had my older brother Steve when she got pregnant with me. In four months I would be thirteen. So my older brother was only a little older than I was. I guess mom thought that was enough children, because she had her tubes tied after she had me, Sheila, so she couldn't get pregnant anymore.

Chapter 2

It was about six o'clock in the afternoon as daddy pulled the truck into the dusty driveway and mom followed him in with our old Ford. Steve had rode with mom in the Ford and I had rode with daddy in the rental truck. The house stood amid several large oak trees that had Spanish moss hanging down from them. We had been riding for almost five hours and had finally reached the house we were moving into.

We had gotten off the paved highway about forty-five minutes ago and had been riding on several different dirt roads just to get to the farm. The house was a large one-story house that sat about two feet off the ground. It had a large screened in porch that went almost three-quarters of the way around the house. The house had been painted white at one time, but the paint was mostly gone in a lot of places. We climbed out of the truck and car and up the steps onto the porch. Daddy unlocked the front door and we all went inside to see our new home.

Once inside the house it surprised us, it really looked big. We entered into a large front room from the porch. Towards the back of the front room was a hallway leading into the kitchen / dinning area. On each side of the large front room were doors leading off to other rooms.

Steve and I took off towards the doors on the side of the front room and found out that they lead to large bedrooms. Two on the left side of the front room with a bathroom shared between them. We then ran across the front room through the doors on the right side of the front room. Inside we found a very large bedroom with a bathroom built off from it.

When we ran back to mom and dad who were carrying things in and we told them about the rooms. Well daddy said, you know your mom and I is taking the big bedroom on the right side. You and Steve decide which room you want and began to take your things into them.

I looked at Steve and asked him which room he wanted. I don't know he said, I guess I will take the one nearest the front of the house. You can have the one near the back. Ok, I said racing out to the vehicles to start bringing in my things.

Hey you two daddy said to Steve and I. Were not going to bring it all in tonight. Just get what you need for tonight and we will get the rest tomorrow. I grabbed my blankets, pillow and my bag with my gown. Tonight we will sleep on the floor daddy said. I just don't feel like getting the beds unloaded and put up tonight. That's ok we all said, we were tired anyway. With that I ran back into the house and into my bedroom.

Steve and I had our own bedrooms in our old house but they were small because the house we lived in was small. Here at our new house the bedrooms were huge. Not only that but I had a bathroom connected right to my bedroom. It didn't matter that through the bathroom was a door that led into Steve's bedroom. I still considered it to be my bathroom.

I had managed to get my things and into the house before the rest of them. I figured I would go ahead and take my bath and go to bed. I was so tired from the hot long ride here and was ready for bed.

In the bathroom I filled the tub about half full of warm water. The window in the bathroom was a small window about eight inches tall by fifteen or twenty inch wide. There weren't any curtains on the window, we were way back in the country, the window was high, so I didn't think too much about it. I got undressed and climbed in the tub. Oh this feels good I though to my self as I stretched out in the big tub. I just lay there enjoying the feel of the warm water all over my tired body.

Chapter 3

Only four months until my thirteenth birthday, I was four feet tall, and weighed only seventy-eight pounds. I had brown hair and green eyes. I hadn't had gotten my first period yet and my breasts weren't very big. They only stood out about two inches from my chest and were only about four inches across with small nipples the size of pencil erasers. It only took a bra size of 32A to cover them.

I knew very little about boys, what I did know I had learned from the other girls at school. Things like boys had cocks, although I had never seen one or even knew what one looked like. Girls at my old school said that girls had pussies and that boys were always trying to get the girls to let them put their cock into the girls pussy. I didn't understand any of this, but that is what the girls all talked about.

Laying in the tub of warm water, I soaped up my hands and began to wash myself. I like washing myself with my hands. I didn't know why but when I washed my breasts with my soapy hands it made my nipples get hard and stand up. Using my soapy hands to wash them I could feel the tiny nipples get rock hard. I pinched them softly twisting them back and forth. This really felt good, so I continued it for a few minutes knowing that I would get this warm feeling between my legs where the other girls from school said my pussy was. My hands were no strangers to my twelve-year-old body. I was only twelve, but I had learned about masturbation from the girls at school that year. I listened all the time when they talked about how they would masturbate themselves, and how good it made them feel. Then I would go home and try to do to myself what I had heard them saying they did to themselves. It took me a while at first before I figured how to do it. With practice this soon change d, the school year went on and I continued to learn more about masturbation from the girls.

I began to learn more about my body. I learned the different slang names of girl body parts and for boy body parts. I learned pussies, tits, clitoris, cunt, twat, vagina, cervix, cock, dicks, balls, nuts, joysticks, and penis were. I learned the different slang used along with these parts. About fucking, giving head, cum, intercourse, sperm, seed, periods, orgasms, climaxes, orgies and masturbation. At school that year I learned more than reading, writing, and arithmetic. I learned about boys and girls and things they can do when together and when they are by them selves. I hadn't had a chance to practice anything but masturbation yet. I knew it wouldn't be long before I had to try the other things the girls talked.

I learned that my pussy had a vagina and a clitoris. It also had a hymen that when broken usually indicated that a boy had put his cock into your pussy. The girls at school had mentioned several ways to do things to break your hymen with out a boy putting his cock into your pussy, or as they said fucking you.

I thought about trying one of them but hadn't gotten up the courage yet. Even though I masturbated frequently I was still a virgin and still had my hymen in place.

Chapter 4

Lying in the tub, I had lost track of the time. My mind had been on things that the girls had told me about masturbation. It seemed it always went there whenever I started washing my tits or between my legs.

Lying there with my eyes shut one hand rubbing and squeezing my nipples while the other hand was rubbing my clitoris in slow circular motions. The warm glow had already started inside my pussy as I rubbed my clitoris a little faster. I let one finger slid down my slit and into my vagina. Using a pinching motion between my thumb and finger I rubbed my clitoris with my thumb moving my finger at the same time. I was really beginning to feel good now and I was lost in my own thoughts.

Moaning softly now, I was really getting hot. I was trying to be quite while masturbating to an orgasm. I thought this is a good way to welcome myself into my new home as I franticly rubbed my clitoris. I was almost there, just a few more minutes I thought. Finger fucking my pussy as my body tensed up. Then as an orgasm sent wave after wave of pleasure through my body I shuddered, my body shaking with pleasure.

With my finger still in my pussy, I slowly opened my eyes. For a moment I couldn't remember where I was. Oh yea in the tub in the bathroom in our new home. From the corner of my eye I caught a movement, but when I turned my head to look I didn't see anything. I thought that I was just imaging it when I noticed that the bathroom door into Steve's room was not completely closed. I froze not moving a mussel. Oh my god, I wonder if my brother had just seen me masturbating, I thought to myself. Oh god I hope not, I looked closer at the door trying to seen into the dark room. I couldn't tell as I lay there hardly breathing.

Was the door fully closed when I first came into the bathroom, I asked myself? I couldn't remember, it might or may not have been, I just didn't remember. I lay there still and quiet trying to hear if there were any sounds coming from his room. I couldn't hear anything or see anything. Finally I decided that he must not be in his room and the door had been open, how lucky I was. From now on I needed to be careful when I wanted to play with myself unless I wanted the whole family to know about it.

I got out of the tub, stood in front of the full-length mirror holding the towel. I am beginning to grow up, thinking about the fantastic orgasm I just had. A soft layer of brown hair was growing on my pussy and my tits were starting to grow. Standing there looking at myself, I began to slowly dry off with the towel. Posing my body this way and that way examining it from every angle.

Chapter 5

Steve had helped mom and dad unload their things, then some things that mom needed in the morning. After helping them he brought his things into his room. Steve was tired too. He had seen me running to my room, figured I had already had a head start on him. He knew I must have gotten my stuff ready and headed for the bathroom. I guess he figured that I had enough time to take a bath and fast asleep by now.

When Steve got up the energy to get up and take his bath he was half-asleep. He didn't need to turn on a light in his room, there was a light in the front yard that cast enough light into his room. Sleepy he crossed his bedroom to the bathroom and opened door. The bathroom doors were fixed so that they could be locked for either inside or outside the doors. Since his door wasn't locked from the inside he figured that the bathroom was empty. Boy he must have got the surprise of his life and probably enjoyed it too.

Half asleep, Steve pulled the bathroom door open slowly, dressed only in under-ware and planning on taking a bath. Once in the bathroom, his right hand inside his shorts scratching his balls, he saw me lying naked in the tub. His eyes must have popped opened wide when he realized that his little sister wasn't so little any more. In fact he saw I was old enough to have a light coat of brown hair on her pussy, and my tits were beginning to grow. It probably only took him a few seconds to realize what I was doing. Probably his first thought was that I had fallen asleep, but then he probably seen my hand between her legs and he realized that I was playing with my pussy. I bet he couldn't believe his eyes. Had he ever seen a girl naked before? I am sure he had seen them in the girly magazines that older boys had at school. He probably had even seen them in the magazines that his dad keep hid in his room at the old house. I know that I had found them one day when I was plundering in my parent's room. There were other things that I found in there too, but I wasn't sure what they were for.

I don't think Steve ever saw a live girl naked before he saw me lying naked in the tub. I wasn't just naked either, but lying on my back with my finger working slowly in and out my pussy. I am sure Steve knew I was using it to fuck myself like it was a cock. He must have noticed that my eyes were closed. He probably thought to himself, I bet she don't even know I'm standing here watching her. I know he must have stood there a few seconds watching me fingering myself in the tub. I wonder if his cock got hard as he watched me.

Steve thought to himself, God she is beautiful. I had better get out of here before she opens her eyes and catches me, he thought. With that Steve crept back through his bedroom door. He pulled the door almost closed as he went through. He wanted to watch her as long as he could without getting caught. He didn't think about her seeing the door open and wondering why it was open.

Steve stood still as a statue in his dark room looking into the bathroom at me, his little sister in the tub. He watched as I fingered myself into an orgasm. He watched as my body went rigid and then shuddered from the orgasm. He even thought that he had heard her moan in delight, but he wasn't sure. When Sheila got out of the tub he watched with wide eyes as he lusted at every curve, every piece of his sister's body as she stood in front of the mirror drying herself. God she is lovely he said to himself again, his hand wrapping around his cock and pulling on it a few times. Steve was fourteen and had been jerking-off for almost a year now. The sight of his sister naked made his cock cry out for release.

Steve watched as his sister dried off and pulled her gown on over her head. Then he realized that his little sister didn't put on panties. When she bent over to pick up the towel, Steve could see that her pussy lips were puffy and red from fingering herself. That is the most beautiful pussy I have ever seen Steve thought pumping his cock a little faster.

Chapter 6

I took one last look at the open door into my brother's bedroom and left the bathroom. A few minutes after I left the bathroom I heard my brother cough a few times like he had just woke up. Then I heard him go into the bathroom and start running water for his bath. I heard him check the door to my room and turn the lock from his side. I guess he didn't want me to walk in on him like he had walked in on me.

I don't think that my brother knew that there was a keyhole in my door where you used to be able to lock it with a skeleton key. I guess he thinks it is all right to watch me when I am naked, I thought. Well I am going to watch him too. Moving quietly to the bathroom door I bent down looking through the keyhole. My brother was standing in front of the full-length mirror with his under-ware on. I thought they looked funny because the front of them was sticking straight out. Watching my brother, he pulled off his shorts in front of the mirror. That was when I got my first look at a real live hard cock. I had never seen a real one before, not even a soft one. Yea, I had seen them in daddy's magazines but I didn't think they were real. I remembered that the girls at school had said that boys cocks got hard when they looked at dirty books or when they seen naked girls. I bet he was watching me while I was in the tub. Why else would his cock be so hard? I watched my bro ther in amazement as he reached down and wrapped his hand around his cock. From my vantage-point, I could see his cock well and was also able to see it in the full length mirror. I watched a few minutes as he moved his hand up and down the length of his hard cock. I wonder what he is doing I thought to myself? Then it suddenly dawned on me that my brother was masturbating too. What did my girlfriends call it? Jacking-off, yea that's what they called it, my older brother was standing in our bathroom jacking-off. Know I knew he must have been watching me finger fuck myself. Thinking about this made my pussy tingle again.

Peering through the keyhole at my brother, I watched as he pumped his cock up and down with one hand and rubbing his balls with the other. He had his eyes closed pumping his cock slowly as if he was thinking about something. I know just what he's thinking about, I thought to myself. He's thinking about his cock and how he wished it was his cock instead of my finger in my pussy.

I couldn't get over how big my brother's cock looked through the keyhole. I wanted to touch it, see how it feels in my hand I thought to myself. I wonder what it feels like? Is it hard link a rock or just stiff and warm? Could my brother pumping his cock up and down feel as good to him as it did when I had my finger in my pussy? My mind was going wild with all these thoughts as I watched my brother jack-off. How could a cock that big ever fit into a pussy, I wondered? I just can get my finger into my pussy when I finger myself, visualizing a cock the size of my brother's trying to fit into my pussy. These thoughts had made my pussy hot again. Strange I thought, I never had the urge to masturbate more than one time a day. Yet here I was, not twenty minutes after having a great orgasm, my pussy was begging for more fingering.

Watching my brother jack-off, I reached under my gown and began to rub my clitoris again, I was surprised to find it was already swollen and my pussy was already starting to get wet. With both my hands I reached down between my legs. With one finger I rubbed my clitoris, using a finger from my other hand I slowly slipped it into my hot pussy. I was surprised that my pussy felt so hot inside. It fet hotter than when I was in the tub, I thought.

I stroked my clitoris and fingering myself in time with my brother's jacking-off. Watching through the keyhole, I was having trouble keeping my eye lined up. My brother was pumping his cock faster now than when he started. He had leaned back some and his cock jutted out farther. Up and down his hand moved over his cock. In and out I pushed my finger and I rubbed my clitoris. I could feel an orgasm beginning to build inside my pussy. The faster my brother moved his hand, the faster I moved mine, and the hotter I got. I felt my orgasm hit and squeezed my legs together against my hands. Usually I close my eyes when I have an orgasm. This time I kept them open so I could watch my brother jack-off. I kept my finger inside my pussy wiggling it. Trying to do it like i thought a cock would wiggle. I gritted my teeth to keep from moaning as I kept her my eye to the keyhole. I kept watching Steve pumping his cock fast now. The head of his cock had turned deep red, looking almost purple. Standing there coming down from my own orgasm, I watched as my brother bent his knees and jerked on his cock like he was fighting with it. Then his hand seemed to squeeze his cock and he held it still. Then he jerked it back and forth once or twice more before freezing in motion. I watched as my brother's body jerked. Suddenly I saw what looked like a big white bugger sliding down the mirror. Continuing to watch another glob of this white sticky stuff appeared on the mirror. Then it dawned on me what was happening. My older brother has just had his orgasm. He was shooting his cum out from his cock and it was hitting the mirror and sticking to it. I watched as five or six more globs of cum stuck on the mirror each falling a little farther down on the mirror and he neared the end of his climax. I watch as Steve slowly began milking his cock and could see cum dripping off the end of his cock. Then I heard him say under his breath, but not low enough that I couldn't hear. Oh God Sheila, I sure wish my cock would have been inside your pussy just now. I wish I was filling it up with my cum instead of you using your fingers.

It was then that I knew for sure that my brother had watched me finger fuck myself.