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Growing Pains

   By Jane Pratt

   Chapter 1.- Jane

   My name is Jane, born in 1960 and raised in a small mid-western town. 
This is a story of my early teenage years and my sexual awakening.  My
mother was a nurse at the local hospital and always worked the second shift
during the week.  My father worked at the power plant and would work a week
of days, one week of evenings and a week of the graveyard shift.  There was
one week a month when both my parents would be working the second shift and
I would be in charge of the house and my younger brother.  At fifteen years
of age, I was not allowed to date or have boys call me at home.  The only
phone we had was in the dining room and a private conversation was
impossible.  Bonnie Riley a classmate and close friend was the only person
I could receive calls from.  Bonnie was five months older than me and a
little on the wild side.  She was in my math class and we walked to school
together.  I let her copy my homework most of the time, but the page I gave
her always had a few wrong answers to the real hard problems.  I didn't
want the teacher to catch on that I was helping her.

   I have a brother who is two years younger, but is actually a little
taller than me, this story is as much about him as it is myself.  I could
not go out on school nights, but was allowed to babysit or go to a movie
with Bonnie on the weekends.  My father would not let me use makeup or wear
skirts above the knee, this was in the years when all my friends were
wearing mini skirts.  At school I took sewing in home economics and altered
a few of my long skirts to mini skirts.  These I did not hang in the closet
but folded them and put them in a dresser drawer so no one would see how
short they were.

   My mother hated pantyhose and always wore nylons and a garter belt. 
Sometimes when both my parents were working, I would try on some of her
makeup and sexy underwear.  Then I would put on my shortest mini skirt and
clean the house, bending over to pick things up, showing my panties to my
brother.  Bobby was not the aggressive type, but if an opportunity came his
way, he was quick to grasp it.  I loved to tease him and watch him drool,
the poor kid had a boner most of the evening.

   My father's recliner was in one corner of the living room and the TV was
in the opposite corner across the room.  I would sit in the recliner
reading a magazine and raise one knee and move my foot up a little.  My
brother would move around the room trying to get a better view, then I
would lower that knee and raise the other one.  I soon found that I could
control his every movement by making a slight adjustment to the way I was
sitting.

   When I went to the movies with Bonnie, she would flirt with the older
boys from school.  I had heard that if they get you in the back seat of a
car, they can be very rough.  I was very curious about sex, but was afraid
the older boys would go too far.  With Bobby, I had control of what we did
and how far it would go.  It gave me a sense of power to tease him, but I
was not a bitch about it and he was getting some pleasure out of it also.



   Chapter 2.  - The Mall

   One Friday evening I was sitting at the dinning table doing my homework
when Bonnie called.  "Hi Janey, Mom and I are going to the Mall tomorrow
afternoon, do you want to go with us".  The Mall was fairly new and I had
only been there once, with my mom.  "Sure I would love to go, what time can
you pick me up"?  Bonnie said that her mother had an appointment at the
hair dresser at 2:00 PM so it would be around 1:30 PM.

   I cleaned the kitchen up real nice and when mom got home she was real
pleased and said, "you can go as long as it is Mrs.  Riley who is taking
you, but I do expect you home before supper".

   Saturday afternoon they picked me up at 1:30 and we were at the Mall in
twenty minutes.  Bonnie said, "Mom we want to look around while you are
getting your hair done".  Mrs.  Riley told us to meet her back at the car
at 3:00 o'clock.  First we went to the Arcade room, but the only boys there
were 13 - 14 year olds and not what Bonnie was looking for.  Bonnie said,
"lets check out that new Fredricks of Hollywood shop on the second level".
We found it way back in the corner by the rest rooms, like the management
was trying to hide it from view.  There were only two other customers and
they were young women in their late teens.  I had never seen such sexy
under-things and beautiful silk lingerie.  There were bras with holes for
the nipples to poke out of and panties with an opening between the legs.  I
held up a pair of panties that were completely see-thru, I could read the
time on the clock on the wall and that was looking through both layers of
cloth.  Bonnie said, "I dare you to buy those" and I said, "I will if you
will", so we did.  When we walked out of the store I said, "we can't carry
these bags with the name of the store on them or your mom will know where
we have been".  Bonnie said, "no problem, let's go to the restroom and put
them on, then we can throw the bags in the trash".  I put mine on over the
panties I was wearing, but Bonnie took her panties off and put on the
see-thru ones.  She lifted her short skirt and said, "How do they look"?  I
could clearly see every hair on her pussy and said, "whatever you do don't
bend over or we will get arrested".  She replied "not if you do it at the
right time and place and act innocent or nonchalant about it".  I said,
"what do you mean" and she said, "come on and I will show you".

   We were on the second level and there was a wrought-iron guard rail that
you could lean on and see the first level gallery and walkways.  Bonnie
walked along the guard rail for a while and stopped and said, "this is it".
I didn't see anything and asked her "what is so special about this
location"?  She then replied "directly below us is a Sporting goods store".
As we stood there looking at the gallery below, a young man was walking
toward the store.  Bonnie raised her foot and placed it on the lower rail,
giving the guy a clear shot up her short skirt.  At first the boy just gave
us a passing glance and went into the store.  Then about a minute later he
came back out, looked up and asked Bonnie for directions to a book store in
the mall.  The whole time that Bonnie was giving him directions, she was
moving her knee back and forth, giving him a little extra view each time.
He asked what our names were and Bonnie said, "can't tell you that, don't
know you".  He left and went in the direction of the book store, but as he
got close to the stairs he looked back to see if we were still there.  Then
he started up the steps to the second level.  I yelled "Bonnie, he's coming
up here".  We took off running back to the lingerie shop, thinking that he
would not go in there.  Boy, was I wrong, he walked right in the door and
came straight for us.  Bonnie stood her ground, but I went to the back of
the shop, hoping to find a back door, I was so scared my knees were
shaking. They talked for a while and then I noticed it was almost 3:00 and
we needed to be in the parking lot in 10 minutes.  I went over and told
Bonnie that we had to go, he asked for our phone numbers and I told him no
way, Bonnie gave him her number though.

   On the way to the parking lot, She told me his name was Greg and he was
a senior at our school and she hoped that he would call her soon.  When
Mrs. Riley dropped me off at home, I when straight up to my room and hid
the panties in a shoebox in the bottom of my closet.  I wasn't too worried
that mom would find them in a drawer as I did most of the laundry while mom
was at work.  Mom always did the bedding on the weekends, I think that was
because she didn't want me to see the cum spots on their sheets.

   Chapter 3.  - Camping

   Spring turned into summer and school was out, I didn't see much of
Bonnie for a few weeks, she was spending a lot of time with Greg.  It was
mid July and my parents wanted to go camping at Crystal Springs, a lake in
the mountains about a hundred miles away.  We each had our own sleeping
bag, but there were two tents.  Mom and dad had one, Bobby and I would
share the other one.  We arrived just before noon and had the camp set up
in no time.  Bobby and I went swimming, boy was that water cold, it made my
nipples hard and Bobby was very quick to notice.  I climbed up on the boat
dock and dried off, then spread the towel out and lay down to get some sun.
Bobby sat beside me and said, "If you don't use a sun screen, you will
burn".  He went over to our camp site and came back with a bottle of
lotion. I was laying on my stomach and asked him to put some on my back and
legs.  First he did my back, then started at my feet and worked his way up
my legs.  As Bobby was rubbing the lotion on my upper thighs, I could see
the bulge in his swim suit start to grow.  I spread my legs and gave him
free access to my inner thighs.  As his hand moved closer to my butt and
his fingers brushed my pussy, I let out a soft moan, in no time his dick
was rock hard.  I really wanted to touch it but was afraid some one might
see us.

   Mom yelled that supper was ready and we went back to the camp site. 
After supper we roasted some marshmallows and dad told us a scary story
about bigfoot, that would keep me awake most of the night.  We climbed into
our tents and I suggested that we put Bobby's sleeping bag on the bottom
and cover up with mine, that way we would be warmer.  We were tired from
all the days activity and went right to sleep.  About one o'clock, I awoke
with a start.  I don't know if there was a noise or that I had dreamed it.
Bobby was laying with his back to me and I cuddled up as close as I could
get.  I put my arm around his waist and my fingers touched his dick, that
thing must stay hard all the time.  It was the first time that I had
actually touched one.  I let my fingers move through the slit in his
pajamas and very lightly caressed him, it felt different than I thought it
would.  I thought it would feel like a big finger, it was firm but soft to
the touch, it felt kind of silky.  I think I fell asleep holding it in my
hand.

   Chapter 4.  - Bonnie

   One Saturday I went over to Bonnie's house.  Her parents had gone to
visit relatives and would not be home until late.  Her older brother
George, was out with his friends, so Bonnie and I were in her bedroom
talking about our favorite subject "boys".  She told me that having sex
with Greg was the greatest thing that had ever happened to her.  She told
me everything that they had done together and the more she talked the
hotter I became.  I really wanted to experience sex and enjoy it as much as
she did, but dad said, no dating until I turn sixteen, five more months to
go.

   Bonnie had gotten a new bikini for her 16th birthday and was trying it
on, it was pale blue and really set off her blonde features.  She said,
"Jane why don't we take a quick dip in the pool".  I reminded her that I
had not brought by bathing suit with me and she said, "why don't you wear
my old one".  I agreed to try it on to see if it would fit me.  I am a 34b
cup and Bonnie is a 34c cup, which caused the bra to fit rather loosely. 
Bonnie was adjusting the straps and trying to arrange the cups for a better
fit.  She decided to add some padding, she got two small handkerchiefs from
her dresser and inserted them into the bra.  Her fingers brushed against my
nipples and I could feel them become hard.  The smirk on her face told me
that she knew what she was doing to me.

   Bonnie asked "has a boy ever touched you down there" and I answered "no,
of course not".  Then Bonnie asked if I had ever touched my self and I
replied "sometimes".  She said, "I can't go to sleep at night until I cum
at least twice".  She then showed me a magazine that her older brother had
hid under his mattress.  In it were two women licking each other and I had
to admit that I felt kind of wet between my legs.  As we looked at the
pages, Bonnie's hand touched my leg several times and I could tell that it
was no accident.  Her hand was warm and I enjoyed the feel of her fingers
brushing against my skin.  The pictures were having an effect on both of us
and Bonnie said she needed to touch herself and would like it if I watched
her do so.  Bonnie removed her bikini and lay back on the bed, pulling her
feet up and spreading her legs.  She began moving her fingers up and down
her pussy and then began to rub her clit.  As her juices began to flow and
her fingers became wet, she put her fingers to her mouth and tasted her own
wetness.  At that point I began to squirm around getting turned on and a
bit embarrassed at the same time.  She began to moan and move her head from
side to side, then she said, " Jane I'm almost there, put your fingers in
my hole and I can cum".  I was very hesitant and put my hand on the inside
of her thigh about two inches from her pussy.  Bonnie raised her hips to
meet my fingers and they sank into her wetness.  I had never felt another
girl before but I suddenly wanted to help her reach a climax.  I pressed
two fingers into her pussy and moved them in and out.  Bonnie's breathing
became very quick short gasps of air, her hips met the thrust of my fingers
to drive them in deeper, her legs clamped my hand and she let out a yell
"OH MY GOD".  Then I could feel her vagina pulsating against my fingers. 
Slowly she released my hand and as I removed my fingers, they brushed
against her clit.  She squealed "OH please don't, it is so very sensitive".
Bonnie got up and went to the bathroom.  I sat there looking at my fingers,
smelled them, pressed them to my lips and licked them.  I decided the taste
of another girl's pussy was something that I could like very much.

   When Bonnie came back into the bedroom she said, "God Jane, that was so
great, now it is your turn".  I really wanted to feel her hands on my body,
to feel her fingers in my pussy, to have her taste the wetness of my cunt.
I couldn't believe that I heard my own voice say "I think we had better
take that dip in the pool and cool off for a while".

   Chapter 5 The Pool

   Bonnie put her swim suit back on, we grabbed a few towels and headed out
to the pool.  There was a six foot wooden privacy fence around the yard and
the other houses were not real close by.  It was early and we had most of
the afternoon to lie in the sun.  We walked down some steps at the shallow
end of the pool and just sat on the bottom.  The shallow water only came up
to our bra tops and it was warmer here.

   Bonnie was telling me about Greg and some of the things they did
together.  How his hands felt on her breasts as he kissed her neck and told
her how much he cared for her.  How he rubbed her thighs and ran his tongue
over her clit to make her juices flow.  He took his time to make sure she
was ready before he made love to her.  She said his dick was big, but not
as big as her brothers.  I said "How do you know how big your brothers dick
is"?  She told me that she was passing her brothers room one day and the
door was ajar about half an inch.  The bed springs was making some noise
and she guessed that George was playing with himself.  She peeked through
the crack in the door and saw her brother laying on the bed with a magazine
in one hand and his dick in the other.  She said "that thing was huge, as
big as my arm, from elbow to wrist ".  She said that as she watched him,
she became so wet that it began to run down her leg.  She took her panties
off, held them to her face and began to finger herself.  She said "Janey,
that big dick made me so hot, I came in just a few seconds".  "There is no
way that thing would fit up inside of me, but I would sure like to try it".
I said "you mean you would like to fuck your own brother"?  Her reply was a
moan of "Oooh yes, yes, yes".  I looked down and her hand was inside of her
bathing suit and I know she had just climaxed again.

   We got out of the water, walked to the other end of the pool and Bonnie
showed me how to do a back flip off the diving board.  She said "come on
try it just once".  I got on the board, walked to the end, looked down at
Bonnie and decided that I wasn't ready to try it yet.  So I backed up and
took a running jump into the pool, as I entered the water feet first, the
rush of water took my bra past my face and off my head.I surfaced, gasping
for air and looking for my bra, Bonnie had it.  She said "you chickened out
and I'm not giving it back to you", with that she tossed it onto the grass,
close to the fence.  I started to climb out of the pool to retrieve it and
she said "If you weren't such afraidy cat, you would leave it off".  I
replied that I was not afraid but why should I go topless, if she wasn't.
She said "no problem" taking her bra off, then she took her bottoms off too
and said "Okay if your not chicken, let's go skinny dipping".  I didn't
know what to say, so I took my bottoms of as well.

   I soon got over being mad at her and we began to enjoy our new freedom.
Bonnie told me to stand still, spread my legs and she would swim under me.
As she passed between my legs, her hips and butt pressed against my thighs.
We played around, splashing, grabbing and trying to dunk each other. 
Bonnie put her arms around me, pressing her breasts into mine, our legs
intertwined.  She said "someday soon, I'm going to make love to you", I
didn't say it, but I knew that I wanted her too and I kissed her.



   Chapter 6 Bobby's Birthday

   Summer was about over and I was looking forward to going back to school
again.  It was Bobby's fourteenth birthday, mom and dad bought a bicycle
for him.  I too had a present for my brother, but I would have to wait
until this evening to give it to him, while mom and dad were at work.  It
was about 8:00 PM, Bobby and I were watching tv in the living room.  I told
him that I was going to take a shower and went upstairs.  As I put my dirty
clothes in the hamper, I noticed a pair of my panties in there had cum
spots on them.  It seems Bobby had borrowed them after I took them off, I
wondered if he smells them or just likes the feel of them around his dick.
I never lock the door when I take a shower, but I always put a rolled up
sock by the door.  If Bobby opens the door and peeks in the sock will move
a few inches.  Sure enough as I got out of the shower, the sock had been
moved.  If Bobby wanted to see what his big sister looked like, then I
would show him.

   I dried off, wrapped a towel around my head, put on my robe and opened
the door.  I called downstairs "Bobby can you bring me a pepsi please".  I
just had time to get to my room, take off my robe and put on my see-thru
panties.  As I heard him coming up the stairs, I took the towel and began
drying my hair, covering my face.  I didn't hear Bobby open my door, but I
heard a sharp intake of breath and then a thud.  Bobby had seen me and
dropped the pepsi on the floor.  The pepsi had burst open and was spraying
all over the carpet.  Bobby grabbed the can and took it to the bathroom and
put it in the sink.  When he came back, I was down on all fours rubbing the
carpet with the towel.  Bobby said, "let me do that sis" and grabbed the
towel and was cleaning the carpet.  I stood up near him and as he raised up
still on his knees, his face was about a foot from my pussy.  He said, "I
think I got most of it up, but it may leave a stain".  As he was talking,
his eyes were staring straight ahead, at the spot between my legs.  Before
he could move, I put my thumbs under the elastic of my panties and slowly
pushed them down, over my hips and down to my knees.  There they dropped to
the floor and I stepped out of them.  I picked them up and handed them to
Bobby and said, "care to smell a fresh pair".  He hesitantly took the
panties, held them to his face and took a deep breath.  He said, "god sis,
you are so beautiful, I'm sorry about the pepsi".  I asked him if he had
ever seen a naked girl before, knowing that I was his first.  He replied
"only in books".  I stepped closer to him and said, "you can touch it, but
be very gentle".  He slowly put his hand on my inner thigh and moved
upward. As his fingers neared my outer lips, I could feel the juices begin
to flow.  I said, "let me sit on the bed and you can see better".  I sat on
the edge of the bed and Bobby still on his knees crawled over between my
legs.  I lay back, raised my knees and willingly spread my outer lips so
that he could see my all of me.

   I moved my finger over my clit and told him that this little button is
what turns girls on.  Bobby pushed his finger into my hole to get it wet
and then very gently moved it over my clit.  It was the first time anyone
else had touched me there and I jerked suddenly.  Bobby said, "did that
hurt" and I said, "no it feels really good, but it would feel better if you
used your tongue, instead of your finger".  He moved his face closer and
touched his lips to my inner thigh and asked "does that feel better"?  I
did not answer as his tongue moved fantastically closer to my wetness and I
prayed that he would not stop.  He buried his face between my thighs and
moved his tongue across my clit.  This 14 year old kid, really knew what he
was doing, he was driving me wild.  Again and again, his tongue and
fingers, probing and licking, harder and faster, until I felt spasm after
spasm as I began to climax.  He continued to suck the juice from me until I
could not stand it another second.  I sat up and pulled his face to mine,
tasting my wetness on his lips and kissed him deeply.

   I told him to stand up, undid his belt and pulled his pants down.  His
shorts soon followed and his manhood sprang forth, all shiny with drops of
pre-cum oozing from the tip.  I stuck my tongue out and licked it off, took
my hand and squeezed his penis to get more.  As I moved my hand up and
down, I took the head into my mouth and ran my tongue on the underside of
his dick.  He began to push forward forcing more into my mouth, I told him
"No Bobby let me do this my way".  My left hand cupped his balls as my
right hand moved back and forth and my mouth greedly accepted as much of
his manhood as I could take.  It was only a few minutes until he started
panting and gasping for breath, I could feel a twitching and jerking in his
dick as his spunk began filling my mouth.  I could not hold it all and
removed my mouth and let it spurt across my breast.  I kept pumping him
until he went limp in my hand, then stood up and kissed him and said,
"Happy birthday brother".







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