Older man and the Virgin

As a young girl, my world was confusing to say the least. My mom liked her drinking and so did her live in boyfriend. So, I lived with my grandmother which was ok for the most part. I was left to my own and I spent most of the time in my room watching the tube. We had our own little world and I did the best that I could. Then, she met a man and spent so much time at his house that I became envious and insisted that he move in with her. I had met him and he was an ok kind of a man with a deep voice.He made me a school house or “teaching academy” with my picture on an I.D. card. I did not know at the time but his voice rattled my insides.

As time went by, just a few months, I got really close to him and could not stay away from him. I’d set in his lap and wiggle around, play with his hair, hold his hand and stuff like that. I had no idea what I was doing or why I was doing it. I just knew that it felt good inside me to be around him, even more was When he got a “lump” in his pants, it made me feel funny in my princess parts but I did not know why …

We had a pool and in the summer months I would get in my bathing suit and go outside when he was working in the yard or in the shop and do my dance routines. One day, I was jumping up and down in the water and my bathing suit top came off and he saw my boobs! I was embarassed to say the least and told him “I’m sorry, I did not mean for that to happen”. He told me not to worry, it would be our secret and he liked to see them anyway so no big deal. If you won’t tell, I won’t. WOW. We had a secret and I thought that it was cool.

When it was just him and me at home, I would go to my room and take off my bra , put on short shorts and a half shirt with no sleeves. He liked to look at me that way and I liked it too. I started growing hair well, you know, down below and sometimes it would “peek” out. He told me “little darlin” you need to shave that a bit. I wanted to but I was afraid I’d cut my princess parts. Will you help me I asked ? He was quick to agree.

The next day, we were by ourselves so there would not be a better time. I got in the shower and got ready. I called him and he was there. I was totally naked and embarrassed but he acted as if it was no big deal and lathered up my princess parts (he called it my pussy) and shaved me with slow, easy strokes . My breathing was coming in gasps. He was so gentle that it was soothing to me. When he finished, he began to clean me and OMG ! I’d never felt anything like that at all. My knees were shaking and I felt as if I were on fire down there.

He rubbed my little button. He told me it was my clitoris or clit for short. Gently at first and then a little harder.