Have Hands — Will Travel– My First Time At Sex

Have Hands—Will Travel — My Very First Time

Chapter 1 Author — Michael D.Miller


This story tells of my first sexual experience . If underage sex disturbs you..leave now.. If it happened to you also before your eighteenth birthday, you will understand.

It was the summer of 1962 and school was out . My parents both worked so a ‘baby sitter ‘ was retained by my Dad to watch over me while they worked from one in the afternoon till ten each weekday. We lived in western North Carolina at lake James. I could take a well worn path through the woods and be fishing in ten minutes.

I always had a passion for the lake and fishing. I was hitting puberty early– my voice already changing—my balls dropping and young cock expanding. I was always full of energy and Dad knew whoever they got to supervise while they worked would have their hands full.

If I was not in the treehouse my Dad and I built– I was at the lake fishing. Mom on the other hand thought I should take piano lessons.We had one and the 19 year old Dad hired would also teach me.

I had not yet become interested in girls. Her name was Le’Lu, a mix of Oriental and American descent. Her English was enhanced by a very sexy accent, although I didn’t know exactly what sexy was yet. She was on vacation also from college, where she was training to become a school teacher..She would live with us all summer and return in fall to study at college.

Le’Lu arrived just as I woke one morning.I could hear my parents laying down the rules. She was told she had complete run of the house and me. They gave her a list of activities she should follow.

I came into the kitchen and sat looking at the most beautiful girl I had ever seen. Long black hair in a ponytail that reached the top off her well defined ass. She was pale in comparison to me, high cheekbones and dark brown eyes.The eyes gave away her heritage-the brows and eyelids having a hint of upward lift in the outer corners. She was tall in my terms-a full head taller than I was. I was a shy young man, having no sisters.

My Mom introduced me to my new sitter as I ate bacon,eggs , and a pancake.

“Well Danny it seems we will be spending lots of time together. I get to teach you to play piano—you get to teach me to fish and climb trees.Your Dad told me about the treehouse.You are so lucky to have one.” Her sweet smile could melt butter..
I looked at her again , thinking if she wanted to fish and see my treehouse-she couldn’t be all that bad.

“But in return—you have to promise to learn some chords on the piano– to keep your Mom happy.” Le’Lu smiled, showing her perfect teeth.
“I’ll do my best..” was all I could say..
“Good—We’ll do the lesson after lunch. I have lots to unpack.”

Dad and I cut grass all morning while Mom helped with Le’Lu’s things..Our house was seven large rooms, and she let her have the guest room beside mine.
We came in for lunch and afterwards the parents began their ritual of preparing for work.

Le’Lu done dishes while I picked at the piano keys, waiting for my first lesson. It was warm at this hour of the day, and I had only shorts and sneakers on..
I rarely wore a shirt when around the house.