The Album

One day, looking for something in my closet, I came across an old
photo album that I had not seen in years.  It was the one that I never
let others see; it was for me alone.  In it were photos that my cousin
Linda took of me during a distant Summer when I was twelve years old.
Linda was an excellent photographer.  She is now a professional one.
The first picture shows me standing in Linda's living room, barefoot,
with only shorts on. This picture shows a boy of incredible,
androgynous beauty; small shoulders; thin, shapely arms; a boy chest
studded with rosy nipples; soft flat tummy.  The thighs, knees,
calves, ankles and feet formed an ensemble of aching beauty.  They
were perfectly formed, unmuscled, and soft looking. My golden hair was
shoulder length.  All the features of my small, oval face were in
perfect proportion, angelic.  The picture showed me before I began my
growth spurt, which occurred in my thirteenth year.  I was then four
feet, nine inches tall and weighed about one hundred pounds.

Linda took most of these photos, when I stayed at her house for two
weeks. My parents were on vacation, a second honeymoon, they said.  I
did not mind being left out, because Linda was my favorite person.  I
had known her forever and she was to me like a beloved, older sister.
She lived just around the block from my house.  We saw each other
almost every day.  Linda was then sixteen years old.  She was tall,
perhaps five feet, ten inches. The top of my head just reached her
upper chest.  When whe hugged me back then, my face was pressed into
her soft, firm breasts.  She was slender and beautiful and I loved
her.

In the Spring of that year I began to masturbate, and before long I
had to service myself three or four times a day just to keep from
going crazy.  I had an almost permanent hard-on, and I enjoyed Linda's
hugs with a new intensity.

The second picture in the album shows a very pretty young girl in a
school uniform.  Let me tell you about this.  Linda was, like me, an
only child. When her parents were at work, we were alone in the house.
On the first day of my stay at Linda's house, a Monday, she went to
the basement, to her photo lab, and brought up a camara, lights and
stuff.  That morning she took the first picture in my album.  After
that shot and others Linda said that she wanted me to model for her in
different clothes, ones that would make me appear to be another
person.  It would be like acting.  I eagerly agreed; Linda was always
a fun person.  Linda went to her room and returned with an armful of
clothes, girls clothes.  She said she wanted to photograph me as if I
were a school girl.  I would rather have posed as a cowboy, but I took
the clothes into the bathroom and put them on, even the girl panties.
When I came back into the living room, Linda looked at me with her
mouth agape.  She said I was perfect.  The skirt, she said, could not
be better.  It was too short, as one often sees on fast growing school
girls.  Linda brushed my long hair and with a rubberband made a pony
tail. She straightened my clothes and had me pose for a number of
shots, one of which is the second photo in my album.

After lunch I was still dressed as a school girl. We went back to the
living room and Linda hugged me.  She had no bra on and her hard
nipple pressed against my lips.  My four inch erection was not too
noticeable under the skirt.  We sat down on the couch and Linda put
her arm around me and kissed me on the lips.  She remarked that I
seemed to be inexperienced with kissing.  She set out to teach me how
to kiss, and that is how we spent the next hour.  I really loved to
touch Linda's tongue with mine. After we stopped kissing, Linda let me
nuzzle her neck and shoulder.  She smelled so good.

After a while Linda wanted to take some more pictures.  This time, she
said, I would have to remove some of my girl clothes. She then
unbuttoned by blouse and took it off.  She leaned over and kissed me
again, while she rubbed my chest and tummy.  She then pulled my skirt
down, and I dreaded her seeing my hard little cock, but I did not
protest.  She looked at the bulge in my panties and tisk-tisked.  She
took off my shoes, but left the anklets on. Linda told me to lie down
on the blanket that she had spread on the floor, face. down.  She did
things with her camara and was finally ready.  She told me to lean up
on my right elbow and look back over my left shoulder and to keep my
legs together and my lips slightly parted.  She shot a number of
pictures of me in that position.  Then she knelt on the floor behind
me and tugged off my panties.  At least lying belly down, she could
not see my erection.  She took some more pictures of me bare assed. I
have some of them in my album. They show a gorgeous young girl in a
pony tail, lying naked face down on the floor, with her head turned
back over her shoulder looking seductively at the camera.

Linda told me that she was finished taking pictures for the day.  She
came over to me and hauled me to my feet.  My cock stood straight out.
She sat me on the couch, leaned down, and said that she had to take my
anklets off. She took off the first quickly, but she took more time
taking off the second, because she was stroking my calf up and down
with her hand and her soft cheek was pressed to the inside of my knee.
It finally came off. Linda then kissed my knee and began slowly to
lick my inner thigh as she moved her head closer and closer to my
groin.  I was panting, and I approved of everything she was doing.
She reached up with her hand and took the base of my cock in her
fingers.  She gently rubbed my erection against her soft cheek, back
and forth.  She moved it across her lips to the other cheek.  Back and
forth she went with my cock, from one cheek to the other.  As she
rubbed it across her lips, she began to stick her tongue out, and I
felt moistness on my glans.  Back and forth she rubbed it across her
cheeks, lips and tongue.  While she was doing this, she was looking up
into my face with a far away expression.  It was not long before I
suddenly squirted my gism all over the side of her face and into her
hair.  I had caught her unawares, she later told me.  She was a mess.
My goo dripped from her ear.  She then said that we had to take a
shower and clean up. She got up and took off all her clothes and stood
naked before me.  She pulled me up form the couch and hugged my face
into her bare breasts.  I instinctively began to suckle her hard
nipple.  I did not try to think of what was happening.  I just wanted
it to continue.

In the shower Linda washed me as if I were a baby.  She lingered on my
penis and it was soon hard again.  She made my cock slippery with some
Vaseline that she had brought with her into the shower stall.  She
turned her back to me and told me to put my arms around her waist.
When I had embraced her slender body, she took my right hand and
placed it on her hairy cunt.  She took my middle finger in her hand
and rubbed it near the top of her pussy.  She told me to keep rubbing
her like that and to use my other hand to fondle her tit.  I did as
she told me, my face pressed between her shoulder blades.  She was
breathing hard.  She reached between her legs and took hold of my cock
and placed it at her anus, which was even with my hard penis.  She
then pushed back on me and it went into her ass. I have long treasured
the memory of my twelve year old body fondling Lisa's tit, rubbing her
clit and fucking her ass.  Lisa began to groan and she uttered a long
and loud eeeeeeeeek.  She staggered against the wall of the shower
stall as I moaned aaaaaarg in orgasm and shot my cum deep into her
ass.

I quickly washed my cock clean and we got out of the shower.  Linda
seemed to be in a daze and she was unsteady on her feet; her orgasm
had been so powerful.  She was totally spent.  I steadied her with my
arm around her waist, as we proceeded to her bedroom.   Once. there,
Lisa fell on to the bed, and face up immediately fell asleep.  I
looked down at the long, slender body of my beautiful sixteen year old
cousin.  The deep love I had felt for her for as long as I could
remember had now acquired a physical, sexual dimension.  I lay down
beside her and looked with fullfilment into her lovely face.  I
repeatedly and gently kissed her slightly parted lips, as she slept.
I fondled her soft, firm breasts, which were not too large and not too
small.  And then I suckled a tit for the longest time.  Linda still
slept, breathing regularly.  I nuzzled her belly and licked inside her
belly button.  I placed my body between her long legs and stroked my
boy's cheeks against her soft inner thighs.  I buried my face into her
pubic hair and breathed deeply her musky aroma.  I lay my head on her
thigh, reached up and inserted one and then two of my fingers into her
vagina.  My cock was hard again.  I raised myself up onto her body and
slowly moved my penis into her vagina, all the way in.  I lay inside
of her quietly, not moving, my cheek on her breast.  She awoke.  She
wrapped her lithe legs around my slender body and gently squeezed as
she stroked my head.  She then placed her arms around me as I lay atop
of her, embraced by her arms and legs, my penis deep inside of her.
Since than I have never loved or been loved as purely or as intensely
as that time with Linda. With her arms and legs around my body Linda
bagan to move her pelvis against me in quick, short strokes.  She was
not aroused; she was still spent.  She sought to give a present, an
orgasm, because she loved me.  And she did.