She Made Her Move

When I was 25 and living on base I got a desperate call from my mom telling me to go pick up a 13 year old female cousin in another state. Her mother was going to jail for selling drugs and no one ever met the one night stand father. I called in a family emergency and left Minot Air Force Base on emergency leave. I had two weeks off.

I found her at another relative’s house in Georgia and trust me when I say that home was the wrong environment for her. The last time I’d seen her was three years prior, she remembered me and was very glad to see me. The 475 mile ride down to my mom’s place was listening to a 13 year old talk continuously about her crazy mother and all the things she’d seen and heard. Plus she was very clingy. It was fear of an uncertain future I think.

   Once at home we all settled in and I’d planned to spend four or five days and then take my time driving all the way back to Minot, ND. I planned to stop in a few swinger-oriented nudist destinations along the way and do some hotel exhibitionism. I liked to get locked out of my room naked and have to walk into the lobby for a key. I picked busy hotels and timed it where there were lots of people in the lobbies. I’m wired that way.

Back to this girl. The first night she snuck into my bed after I was asleep. She didn’t wake me. I woke the next morning with her staring at my morning piss hard on. I sleep nude. 

I played it down and told my mom about it. 

Mom watched her and I locked my bedroom door. Problem solved. On the third day I got ready to leave and the little girl flat out asked me if we could “Do it” before I left. I told her that when she had her eighteenth birthday and still wanted to, “Do it” I would be glad to but not before that.

I left, mom kept her and got her back in school. Life moves on. 

The years passed and I took 15 days leave and flew home from what was then called West Germany. I was now 30 years old and had forgotten what I’d said to that little girl. She was still living at my mom’s place. My dad was retired and in poor health. My mom and the girl were inseparable. Mom had adopted her properly. So technically she was now my sister. And getting ready to start junior college. 

I had serious jet lag so I slept all night and all day. The next day I was rested and she was again a little ‘clingy’. I didn’t mind and she was kinda cute. 

Oh boy was I in for it. That night we all said good night and when I turned to shut my bedroom door she stepped inside turned, closed and locked the door. She said, “You promised, I’m eighteen now.” I thought for a minute, no actually 2.7 seconds and was like wtf, then hell yeah!

We got after it, what were we after ? The big ‘O’ and I was horny. In the first few minutes I was aware she’d never done this so I took it slow.

She actually passed out for a minute when I pressed my thumb against her clit through her nylon panties. She yelped a little when I put it in. And as soon as we got a good motion going I saw the blood. It was on the sheets and on me. Her hymen was no more. I scratched that off my bucket list. I proceed to give her several orgasms. The next night I ate at the ‘Y’ and I owned her after that.

I was quite pleased with myself, 30 years old and popping an 18 year old cherry. We didn’t get a lot of sleep the first three nights but Mom convinced her to take a few nights off of me. A few days later when she was not home, mom and I got naked. We were always nudists, and she had me tell her all the details. 

My leave ended, I went back to West Germany and three years later when I came home that little girl was all grown up with a college degree, a husband and a baby. Oh my she had turned into a foxy mama.

She told me her husband was good in bed and his penis was the same size as mine.

Life is a gift. We partook in it, memories.