Bath Time with cousin Anetta

When I was 10 years old (this is as far back as I can remember coherently and clearly), I used to live with my Aunty in a house in Farmborough. I lived with my cousins, who were all pretty, and mainly girls. But this story revolves around one who was the youngest, but then older then me. She was 15 at the time. I remember when my mother used to run my bath, it was my favourite time, The smells of bath oils and scents and the toys I used to play with brought me great pleasure. I (funnily) used to wear underwear in the bath as I had grown up doing this since I used to live in central america and we had to bathe in the river.

This was a regular occurence, and I look back at it and still get a raging erection. My younger cousin Anneta used to come in while I was in the bath, and use the toilet. Sometimes she would even get in to have a bath with me. My mother thought nothing of this, as we were too young to really do anything. Or so she thought,she left us completely alone. Whenever she got on the toilet, I used to get excited. Looking at her naked hips as she leaned forward. And listening to her wee trickling down the seat. I always used to say to her, “Why cant you wee standing up?” and she used to laugh and come close to me and say ; “This is why” and push her little split in front of my face. I used to laugh and thought nothing of it. But I know my little penis was always hard.

In the bath there was always a set of bath paints, which I used to use to draw funny faces on myself.