Date: Wed, 1 Aug 2012 20:05:57 +0200
From: Amy Redek <adultreading@gmail.com>
Subject: Dear Diary. Part 1

      This story is for persons of eighteen years or over.  All comments,
good or bad, are welcome and all will be answered.

				 Part One

   Dear Diary,

   How I wish you had been given to me years ago. There's so much I could
have told you about my early life, so now I'll have to try to remember all
that has happened to me over the past sixteen years. Well, fifteen really,
because you were a birthday present given to me yesterday by my Aunt Anne.

   It's lovely that my birthday happens just after we finish school for the
summer holidays. I get to have my party at home among my family instead of
with my school chums. Though they are no longer that, because I have now,
utterly and finally left that place.

   My cousin Constance has finished as well, but poor Elizabeth still has
another year to go. She's another cousin of mine. Before going on to tell
you about the wonderful party I had, I think I'd better introduce myself
first and where I live before telling you of my family.

   My name is Alice Redwood, sixteen years of age as of yesterday, which
you know already. I live in a wonderful old house that's called Redwood
Manor. It was built in the Tudor times and is a huge sprawling mess of a
place. Bits have been added over the centuries but it still retains that
look and charm of when it was first built by Sir Wynyard Redwood at the
latter end of Queen Elizabeth's reign. The land was given by the queen for
services rendered to the crown, I think he was a pirate really. Well it's
what I like to think.

   It's set in about fifty acres between Romsey and Salisbury, and just
touches the edge of what's known as the New Forest. The drive leading up to
the house comes from the east for about half a mile before you reach the
house. Red bricked with the tall imposing chimneys perched at either end,
standing up proud like sentinels with a massive front entrance placed
exactly in the middle.

   Other additions to the rear of the house were made during the reign of
Charles the first. This incorporated many secret passageways and priest's
holes, and I had a great childhood, discovering these that led to nearly
every room in the place. Secret doorways cleverly concealed and many spy
holes so that you could watch the occupants of the room without them
knowing that they were being watched. This was how I received my sex
education, the subject not even mentioned at school. I was thrilled the
first time I found out how to get into these tiny, claustrophobic passages,
and then shocked when I saw what the adults got up to in their bed
chambers. That was in my early years, but I'll come to that part later.

   So the manor has been the family seat since 1600 and the present Earl is
my grandfather. He has ruled the roost since my grandmother died, nearly
ten years ago. He had three offspring, the eldest being my father, who is
now Sir George Redwood, Edward, my uncle, and Anne, obviously my
aunt. Father, knighted before I was born, married my mother Mary, bearing
him three sons and one daughter. In order of their age they are William,
who is now twenty one. Percy, aged twenty, then Henry at eighteen followed
by myself. Then comes the second son of the earl, my Uncle Edward. He
married my Aunt Victoria and they had three children, my cousins, Rupert,
John and Constance. Their ages being twenty, nineteen and fifteen
respectively, though Constance will be sixteen in a few weeks time.

   Then there is my Aunt Anne. She married Albert Grantley, who is now Sir
Albert. They have two children, Charles and Elizabeth. Charles being
eighteen and Elizabeth fifteen, and still has to go to school for another
year. Well that is my family, and we all live in different sections of the
Manor.

   I'm not going to list all the servants, though quite a few of them will
crop up as I continue to write. Suffice it to say that we had butlers,
maids, both domestic and utility, cooks, footmen, grooms, ostlers,
gardeners and game keepers. The men did like their shooting parties.

   It might appear that we were in each others pocket, as the saying goes,
but that's not true. The manor was big enough for all of us to live and
exist as the separate families that we were. It was only on the first
weekend of the month that we all got together in the great hall to dine
together, otherwise, we kept to our own apartments.

   The exceptions being like my birthday party yesterday, and other notable
periods during the lives of the others. But dear diary, let's go back to
when I would play on the lawns with Constance, my constant
companion. Elizabeth came too, but she was only allowed to play if she did
as she was told.

   I think I was ten years old when I first saw the sex of a man. Constance
was with me up in the space above the kitchens. Here was stored the flour
and other essentials for the feeding of us. We had two cats up there whose
sole aim in life was to keep down the mice population, but seemed to keep
increasing their own. We were playing with the kittens when we heard the
trap door being opened, so we ducked down behind some sacks to see who was
visiting this place.

   It was William, my eldest brother, and he was holding the hand, well
pulling it really, one of those of a kitchen maid. She wasn't an unwilling
partner as it was her who spread the empty sacks out on the
floor. Constance and I kept quiet as we watched them both lay down and
start to kiss each other. We stifled our giggles and watched in awe as
William undid the bodice of the girl and pull open the front for us, as
well as him, to see her breasts come into view. It was when he started to
suck on one as he fondled the other that we both looked at each other in
amazement. Now we had nipples on our chests, but not bosoms so that they
would stand out like hers did.

   Then his hand went down and pulled up the bottom of her shift and we
both gasped to see that she wasn't wearing any knickers. She had hair at
the tops of her thighs, which we hadn't yet discovered on our own
bodies. His hand went down between her legs where this hair was and she
gave out a moan and widened her legs even further for his hand to have more
room to play. It looked as if his fingers had disappeared as he moved his
hand between her thighs.

   Then he stopped sucking on her breast and moved down till he was between
her open legs and put his head down there, and we could actually see his
tongue moving in and out of his mouth as he licked her. This made the girl
squirm even more as she held his head in her hands as it bobbed up and
down.

   `Enough William, enough,' she gasped, pushing his head away so that he
rolled over onto his back. Then she started to undo the buttons at the
front of his trousers and this was the first time we saw the sex of a
man. She pulled out this piece of flesh that looked hard and of an angry
red colour at the top of it. I had to put my fist in my mouth to stop me
crying out at seeing this for the first time. More so when she lowered her
head and took the top of this hard flesh into her mouth. We could quite
clearly hear her sucking sounds as William groaned. Was she biting it I
wondered, but she couldn't be because he appeared to be enjoying it. After
several minutes of her head going up and down him he cried out that that
was enough.

   `Enough girl, enough.' Girl? She was at least six years older than he
was, and she looked woman enough to me. What with hair between her thighs
and breasts that looked big to me, the nipples standing out like organ
stops from the soft brown aureoles.

   She released him and it looked as if his manhood was steaming as it
bounced about as he moved up onto his knees between her legs. Then we saw
it disappear where his fingers had been. Now I'd already seen a stallion
mount a mare and a boar climb up onto the back of a sow, but this was the
first time seen a man, albeit my brother, service a woman.

   `Do they all do this?' Constance whispered in my ear.

   `I don't know,' I whispered back as I watched his trousered backside
move up and down as he used the girl beneath him. They were both gasping as
he moved atop of her, both giving out guttural grunts as he did so.

   `Yes, yes, yes,' she moaned as he began to move faster until he suddenly
stopped and stiffened up his back, head held up as he gave a few more jerks
of his hips before stopping again, his legs twitching before he collapsed
on top of her. They lay joined together for several minutes before he moved
off of her and we could see the wetness of her sex before she moved and
again took him into her mouth to make the same sucking sounds that we had
heard before. Then they kissed and cuddled some more before leaving the way
they had come.

   `Well what do you think of that?' Constance asked of me.

   `She looked as though she enjoyed it,' I laughed. `It wasn't as big as
that horse the other day.'

   `But it looked harder, not floppy. Did you see she had hair there?'

   `Yes. Breasts too. I wonder when ours will grow and if they'll be as
big.'

   `I hope so. Did you see the way William sucked on them?'

   `Yes, but it was when he went down and licked her there. That was what
excited me,' I breathed, getting my first sexual tingle down between my
legs and in the pit of my stomach.

   `She liked that too I saw. I wonder what it's like?' Constance asked.

   `Would you like to try it?' I asked with bated breath, then holding it
to see if she was going to say yes or no. I wanted her to say yes because I
would have liked to try it.

   `To each other?' Constance asked, her eyes wide.

   `Yes. Oh please say yes Constance, we might find it fun,' I bubbled,
getting up from our hiding place. `We could do it where they did, on the
sacks there.' I held out my hand, and my heart leapt as she smiled and took
my hand to rise up from the floor. I didn't want to fumble around with my
clothes on, so I quickly took off my dress, dropped it and stepped out of
my knickers.

   `I've got no hair here yet,' I said as I ran my hands up around my
sex. `Or breasts,' running them up across my chest.

   `Never mind them,' Constance said as she also took off her dress and
knickers as I lay down on the sacks. `Shall I do it first?' She asked as
she knelt down and I opened my legs in answer to her question. Then I saw
her head move down between my thighs and I felt, for the first time, a
tongue push itself between the lips of my sex.

   Oh dear diary, what a thrill I felt at that first touch. My heart leapt
up into my mouth as a great big tingle went up and down my spine and every
nerve of my body seemed to quiver at the touch of that probing tongue. I
suddenly had a fire down in the pit of my belly as her fingers widened me
and her tongue literally entered me. I actually began to shake with passion
as I felt the charge of electricity surge up my body as she tongued my
clit.

   `Are you all right,' Constance asked, her head coming up having felt me
begin to shake.

   `Yes, yes. Don't stop Connie, please,' I begged, trying to push her head
back between my thighs. I didn't orgasm that first time but came very close
to it. The inner pain was one of pleasure that I didn't know how to
release, but I didn't want her to stop and gave out a whimper when she did
so.

   `What was that like?' she asked as her young body came slithering up
alongside mine.

   `Oh that was wonderful Constance,' I said, giving her a real kiss on the
lips, the first time I had ever done so with passion. Our kisses before had
been purely sisterly, a brushing or pecking of the lips until now. I held
her tight as I kissed her and only broke away for the sake of having to
breathe again.

   `Well Alice! You've never kissed me like that before,' she said,
slightly shocked.

   `I think you'll kiss me like that if you get the same sensations that
I've just had down there from your kissing. You roll over now and let's see
if I can do the same for you.' Constance did as she was told and lay back
and opened her legs for me to move in between. She was hairless like I was
and the lips of her labia were soft and thick and easily parted under my
fingers. Then I could see the folds of her sex and it was into these that I
stuck my tongue. I even got to stick it into the entrance to her vagina and
that made her squirm. It was the little bud that made her jump as I teased
it with my tongue.

   `Oh Alice,' I heard her moan as I tried to use my teeth on it. `Don't
stop, don't stop,' she said as her legs began see sawing alongside my
head. It was when her legs actually clamped themselves alongside my head
that I had to stop. Either that or suffocate.

   `How was that?' I asked as I moved up next to her. Her arms went round
my neck as she passionately kissed me till she ran out of breath.

   `Wonderful,' she sighed, going limp in my arms. `My body is tingling all
over and there's an urge inside me that I can't explain.'

   `That's exactly how I felt,' I said, hugging her.

   `We must do this again,' she said as we kissed some more.

   `Yes, but not here. Anybody could come up anytime. Come to my bedroom
tonight, will you?'

   `Oh yes Alice, oh yes.' With that, we both put our dresses and knickers
back on before creeping back down and out from the kitchen.

                                                         *

   Dear diary, I lay there in my bed that night, waiting for Constance to
come and I played the scene of my brother's hard member being put inside
the maid and wondered what she had felt, feeling the flesh being pushed
inside. It must have been exciting for her to have reacted the way she did
and I wondered when I would get the chance of having this done to me. But,
dear diary, this wouldn't be for another few years yet.

   But Constance came into my room and into my bed and there, we did the
same again as above the kitchen. We kissed, licked and sucked upon each
other, reaching, well almost reaching the peak that would be an orgasm. We
kissed and cuddled some more and eventually fell asleep in each others arms
and it wasn't until nearly dawn that Constance left to return to her own
room.

   Being of the same age, we went to the same school and shared a room
together, so we carried on doing this to each other for the whole of the
school term.

   Constance got quite miffed when I fell in love with Miss Teale, our
English teacher. It wasn't love at first sight because she had been our
teacher for a couple of years now. But now being aware of what was between
my legs, knew that she must be the same, but with hair. This was what drew
me to her, well partly. She also had breasts which I was still lacking and
she did seem to take quite an interest in me, though whether it was because
I was the brightest, I don't know.

   It was subtle at first. I would stop at her desk to talk before leaving
the classroom and occasionally touch her arm or hand as I talked. Then one
day I called her to look at something I had written and she came down the
aisle to my desk and leaned over, one hand on the desk, the other on the
back of my seat.

   When her breast touched my shoulder, it was like an electric shock and I
suddenly had a fire down in the pit of my stomach. The second time it
happened, I moved my shoulder in a circular movement, feeling the softness
of her breast move to my movements. Then I had this sudden craving to see
it without any covering, to touch, to stroke and do as William had done to
the maid, kiss and suck it.

   After several such contacts, I took the chance of when I was standing
next to her at her desk, to lean my body into hers and let her feel my
weight against her. I think she knew what I was doing because a small smile
would come to her face as I approached her at this desk.

   Oh diary, it was three months before I got the courage to make the first
move. I had delayed my departure from the classroom so that I was the last
to leave. I stopped before the teacher and suddenly put my arms round her
waist and rubbed my face between her breasts.

   `Oh Miss Teale, I wish we could make love to each other as women do,' I
said into her covered cleavage. `I wish I had breasts like yours so that
you could feel what I can feel now.'

   `What do you know of this Alice?' she asked, not pushing me away which
was a good sign.

   `I know how two women make love to each other and I would desperately
like us to do it together.'

   `Alice. I'm a teacher here and you are a pupil, it's not something we
should do.'

   `Please Miss Teale,' I begged, tears coming to my eyes. `Let me show you
how much I love you.' My body was pressing up close to hers and I moved
slightly so that my body rubbed against her groin. `I know I haven't got
any breasts yet, but I still have a mouth and a tongue,' I smiled up at her
through my tears. She looked at me for some time before giving me a kiss on
the forehead before speaking.

   `Meet me at the gym after supper,' she said, and I gave her a great big
smile and went off happy that I was going to make love to Miss Teale that
night.

   I could barely conceal my happiness and couldn't eat a thing at
supper. Constance looked askance at me when I didn't go up to our room
together after the meal.

   `I'll see you later,' I said, skipping off before giving her time to ask
where I was going. I quickly made my way through the school till I got to
the gym. My heart sank at not seeing Miss Teale there waiting for me, and I
half heartedly pushed open the door and went into the dimly lit gym.

   `So you came,' the words softly spoken, but clearly heard and I turned
to see her in the shadows near the locker room. I rushed across the floor
and flung myself into her arms. `Steady Alice, steady. Come, let's go in
here.' She led me into a side room where mattresses and such like were
stored. `We won't be disturbed in here,' she said as she let go of my hand
and went and sat down on some prepared cushions.

   `Can...can I kiss you,' I stuttered as I sat down next to her.

   `Of course you can Alice. Isn't that why we've come here,' as she
reclined herself on these cushions. I leaned over to her and gently and
softly kissed her on the lips.

   `Oh Miss Teale,' I said as I broke off, my hand going up and cupping her
full breast.

   `My name is Sylvia when we're here alone,' she said as she started to
unbutton her blouse.

   `Let me do that...Sylvia,' I stammered, my hands trembling as she let me
undo the rest of her buttons. She pulled the bottom free from the waist of
her skirt and let me help to take it off her shoulders. Her full breasts
were held in a wispy brassiere, a style that I'd never seen before, and
marvelled at the softness of it as I undid the clip at the back. As I
pulled it free from her shoulders, she lay back, those wonderful orbs
shimmering at the movement as she settled herself, a small amused smile on
her face. I bent my head and for another first by putting my mouth over the
nipple of a full breast. What a surge of joy passed through me as I felt
the nipple start to stiffen under my tongue as I gently began to nibble on
it with my teeth. I'd had no previous experience of this but just followed
what my body wanted to do, a slow heat beginning to build up between my
thighs.

    I had to let go so that I could sit up and undo the strap of her skirt
and she lifted up her hips to allow me to pull it down over her legs. Her
stomach was flat and I could just see the shadow of her pubic hairs through
the fabric of her white lace panties. Nothing like the thick knickers that
I was forced to wear. Then using both hands, I hooked my fingers into the
waistband and gently started to pull them down, Sylvia again lifting her
hips to allow me to pull them right off of her. I couldn't resist putting
my hand out and stroking the soft fur that was shaped in a neat triangle at
the base of her stomach.

   `It would be better if you were to take your things off too,' Sylvia
softly admonished me, `then we would both be comfortable.' This I quickly
did and was soon stroking the hair that went down between

her thighs. These slightly parted as my questing fingers went deeper and
then I felt the warmth of her body as two of them slipped inside her. She
was wet there and they moved in without any resistance. As I moved across
her legs, they opened for me to settle down in between them. Constance
hadn't been as wet as this and it excited me even more that this is what a
real woman is like. Her knees came up slightly and widened even more as my
fingers parted the lips partly hidden beneath the hair and lowered my head
down to her sex.

   Then with long strokes of my tongue, swept upwards, taking in some of
the moisture that had seeped from her body, tasting the sweetness of her
fluids. It darted in and out of the wet lips of her vagina before running
up to feel the hard little nut that I knew excited me when I touched
it. This I rasped, feeling her shudder with every stroke of my tongue. It
was big enough for me to get my mouth round to suck upon which drove her to
more violent movements beneath me.

   `I'm coming, I'm coming,' I heard her gasp as her hands gripped my head
as she tried to rub me harder to her sex. Alternating between my lips,
tongue, teeth and mouth, she gave one big shudder of her body and I felt
more fluid come from inside her to run down my chin as I continued to suck
on her.

   `Darling Alice,' she exclaimed as she dragged me up her body to smother
me with kisses, my wet mouth not seeming to bother her as we
kissed. `Darling Alice,' she said again, `you certainly do know how to make
love to another woman.' She rolled me over so that she was on top of me,
her breasts being squashed against my flat chest before she started to
slide down my small body.

   `Now it's my turn.'

   God diary, she did more to me than Constance had ever done and gave me
my first ever orgasm. I was beating the cushions as I thrashed about under
her mouth and tongue. Taking me up to that peak, the one I had climbed more
than once, never reaching the summit. Sylvia took me over the top to
crashing waves of heat that flowed down and out through the very place she
was working on. My thighs had clamped themselves around her head as I
bucked and bounced through that orgasm. Loving, thrilled, ecstatic at the
emotions that surged round and round inside my body until, breathless, I
lay flat back on the cushions, panting heavily for breath.

   `I think that was your first time,' said a grinning Sylvia as her wet
mouth came up and planted itself on mine. My arms went up round her
shoulders as my legs went up round her waist. I revelled in her weight on
me as I hugged her as tight as I could. The warm, no, hot glow still seemed
to be burning me around my loins. I was now almost a woman my heart shouted
out inside me as I still revelled in the aftermath of my first coming.

   So Constance being my first, Miss Sylvia Teale was my second love. After
leaving the gym, I went upstairs to my room that I shared with Constance
and practically raped her I was that anxious to have another orgasm. Such
were my ministrations on her that she had her very first one that night
with me. I too had another one. Sated and exhausted, we lay in each other's
arms and kissed and cuddled till we fell asleep. For the rest of my time at
the school, Sylvia and I had regular sex with me having Constance in
between times.

   I must have been twelve years of age then, not eleven, because both of
us found on our summer holiday, that we were beginning to sprout hair
between our legs and that we had started to develop breasts. Though we had
cousin Elizabeth traipsing round with us every day, we didn't let her join
in our night time games, she was still too young. The games changed
somewhat, as it was me that went to her room because I had other plans for
the night and wasn't quite sure when I would get round to having her
visiting my room.

                                                         *

   Dear diary, though I've told you of the secret passages that abounded
throughout the house, I didn't tell another soul. Since I had seen
William's erect male sex and what he did with it to the maid, I wanted to
see if the other members of the Manor did the same. What an eye opening
summer holiday I had that year.

   I found that William not only dallied with a kitchen maid during the
day, but sometimes took an upstairs maid into his room at night. So for the
second time, I saw him use a woman, sticking his thing inside her and
humping away on top of her till he had spent himself. This maid too, also
took him into her mouth, seeming to get pleasure from this act. This I
witnessed several times in my narrow passageway between rooms, looking
through the spy holes. I wondered when I would be deemed old enough to have
a man do this to me. So Constance and Sylvia had to be enough for the time
being.

   Then one night I had a real shock. I was looking out into Percy's room
and saw him pull the bell rope alongside the bed. He was already undressed
but wearing a dressing gown and he had a bottle of brandy in there, of
which he seemed to take quite a few glasses from. When Ronald, a downstairs
footman came into the room, I didn't think anything of it. He was obviously
being given some order or something for the following day.

   I was about to turn away when the astounding thing happened. Percy took
him into his arms and kissed him! I nearly fell over backwards except the
narrow passage wouldn't let me. What was more, Ronald was accepting the
kiss and returning it. Now I know that I was having sex, if that was what
it was called, with others of my own sex, I couldn't believe that men did
the same also. And Percy doing it! I stood there transfixed as I witnessed
them kissing, getting a vicarious thrill and a warm glow in my belly at
watching them. Wild horses couldn't have dragged me away from my peep hole
as I watched them. As they broke away from the kiss, I saw Percy shuck off
his dressing gown, unheeding it as it fell to the carpet.

   Here I saw my second male sex aroused and sticking out in front of
him. The next thing was to see Ronald go down onto his knees and take it
into his mouth, just like the kitchen and upstairs maids with William. But
to see a man do the same to another man was beyond belief.

   Ronald's hand went round and held the cheeks of Percy's bum as he sucked
on him and seemed to be enjoying it. I was too far away to hear any words
spoken, but Percy said something and Ronald let go of that fiery head of
Percy's member and stand up.

   Ronald then started to take his clothes off as Percy went to the bedside
table and seemed to open a pot of cream before getting onto the bed, laying
down on his stomach to watch Ronald finish disrobing. Ronald then, naked,
sporting something of the same size as Percy's, wave about as he went to
the bedside and on taking some cream from the pot, put it onto the top of
his outstanding erection.

   Then to my utter disbelief, saw him get onto the bed as Percy rose up
onto his knees. Ronald moved between the legs of Percy and put his thing up
into Percy's backside. I was goggle eyed at seeing Percy arch his back as
Ronald entered him and quite clearly heard his groan of pleasure as
Ronald's shaft completely disappeared till their thighs were touching.

   I actually got wet between my legs as I watched Ronald's bum move
backwards and forwards as he moved in and out of Percy. I even found my
finger had started playing with myself as I watched my brother and the
footman have sex in a way that I hadn't dreamed could be done. Ronald's
hands were on Percy's hips as he began to move faster to little cries of
joy from both men. Then when Ronald pulled out, he went over to the
washbasin and washed himself before returning with a wet flannel to the bed
and wiping the arse of Percy. They kissed and cuddled much the same way as
Constance and I did after what we did together. Then I realised that there
wasn't much difference to what we did as to what Percy and Ronald were
doing. I was about to leave when the two men stirred on the bed and then I
watched Percy do exactly the same to Ronald as had been done to him.

   I actually had two orgasms that night after bringing Constance to hers
in record time such was my sexual appetite that night after what I had
witnessed.

   Dear diary, I still cannot tell to this day how to distinguish a man who
loves men in preference to women, or the other way round in respect of
women.

   It wasn't very exciting to watch Uncle Edward and Aunt Victoria do it
together. It was all fumblings under the bedcovers and I didn't get to
really see anything. By the time our school holiday finished, our breasts
were quite prominent now, but not big enough yet for the constricting
corsets that we would be required to wear. Also, I was now getting to the
age to notice or look at the crotch of every member of the household,
wondering and sometimes fantasising what they would look like without their
clothes on.

   Then it was back to school and into the arms of Sylvia again. She taught
me a lot in respect of sex apart from her proper duties of teaching
English. She was also pleased for me that my breasts were now growing at an
alarming rate and she introduced me to the kind of brassiere that could now
be purchased instead of the restrictive corsets of the type my mother and
aunts wore. They came from Paris and I begged her to get me some, giving
her some money from my allowance. Also, she got me some lacy panties and a
see through peignoir.

                                                         *

   Dear diary, it was the next summer that I lost my virginity and found
out what it was like to be taken by a man. I was now fourteen and had
breasts that couldn't be ignored. In fact, they were sometimes an
embarrassment. I absolutely refused to wear the kind of restrictive
garments that my mother and aunt tried to get me to wear as part of my
underwear. Through Sylvia, I had managed to get the type and style that she
wore, even down to the lacy panties instead of the heavy camiknickers that
I hated. I was called a wanton and a hussy by insisting on the filmy and
light underwear, but I got my way. The only problem was that these upper
garments tended to reveal more than they should. So much so, that I tended
to become somewhat of a tease when I saw the reaction of males to seeing
what should have been hidden. I found that I could twist the men round my
little finger at just the sight of my cleavage, especially if I bent
forward for some reason. I would then give them a sweet smile in all
innocence when they instantly complied with any request that I made. I
would look at their crotch and see them get hard beneath their clothes as
they looked at my breasts and revelled in the power that those two orbs
could provide.

   Constance's had grown too, but not quite to the size of mine, and now
even Elizabeth was starting to sprout her own. My brothers, except Percy,
were now becoming interested in Constance, whereas her brothers, Rupert and
John, and cousin Charles were becoming interested in me. I too was becoming
very interested in them, but it was Uncle Albert who came across me down by
the lake. I ridden down there and had dismounted near the summer house
there and let the horse graze and take a drink of water.

   He too was out riding and rode down when he saw me there. He let his
horse graze as he came and talked to me as I strolled by the water's
edge. Then without realising it, we were inside the summerhouse. He
remarked on how hot it was as he took off his coat and cravat as we sat
down.

   `I envy you being able to wear such light and airy clothes in this
heat,' he said as he pulled a small brandy flask from his coat pocket. `I
know I shouldn't offer you this, but would you like a sip?' he asked as he
offered it to me. Feeling grown up, bold and reckless, I accepted and took
a small mouthful and nearly choked as it burnt my throat. His arm went
round me as I coughed and he patted my back. Now this coughing fit almost
made my breasts jump out of the top of my summer dress. I think he noticed
this and found an old discarded piece of paper and used it to fan my front.

   `I think you are feeling the heat as much as I am,' he said. `But it's
not all coming from the sun,' as he tilted my head back and kissed me. This
dear diary, was my first real kiss from a person of the opposite sex. I'd
had pecks on the cheeks and lips from my cousins, but not a deep kiss like
this from a man before. My head swam as his arm tightened about me as we
kissed and my heart ignored that his other hand was undoing the buttons of
the front of my dress. My body gave out a tremor as his hand slid down
inside the top and covered, well almost covered, my breast and began to
move in a circular motion making my nipple rise up hard into his palm. My
heart rate had jumped at his touch, but I was excited at the touch of his
rough hand as he gently massaged it.

   I didn't pull away as I should have done, but put my own arm up to his
face as we kissed and let him continue to stroke my breast. He kept saying
sweet things between kisses as he continued to caress me and I was
revelling in the fact that a real man, even though he was my uncle by
marriage, was paying this much attention to me. I didn't even flinch when
he moved my hand from his face and place it palm down onto his lap for me
to feel his hardness there. Touching it through the cloth of his trousers,
knowing what it was and having visions of what William and the maid had
done, made me want to feel it in my hand.

   It was difficult, my first time of trying to undo the buttons of a man's
trousers with only one hand, but I managed it and then I put my hand inside
and felt that hard, fiercely burning piece of flesh for real. It was hot
and heavy as I pulled it out and felt it throb in my hand. The skin felt
smooth and silky, belying the strength that was under that soft exterior as
it pulsed in my hand. I managed to break off from a kiss to look down to
see what I was holding, something akin to William's that I had seen, but
somehow seeming bigger and more powerful.

   `That's it my little precious. Keep moving your hand up and down on it,'
he said as he finished unbuttoning my blouse and had the front wide
open. His hand then slipped down my back and like magic, the clip just
seemed to come open under his touch and the wispy cloth fell away to leave
my breasts fully exposed to his gaze and touch. Touch he did, not only with
his hand but by contorting his body somewhat, careful not to dislodge my
hand from the gentle up and down movements on him so that he could suck on
my nipple.

   `Do you know what else to do,' he asked, taking his mouth off my
nipple. Trying to be worldly and not show that this was my first time,
nodded, having pictures in my mind of what the maid had down to William. I
sat up, my breasts swinging slightly as I moved and bent over his waist and
put my mouth over the head of that hot part of his body. It was strange to
have a throbbing piece of another person's flesh in my mouth, the smell
strange but the taste not too bad as I sucked on him. I even got the rhythm
right, bobbing my head down on it as I brought the outer flesh upward with
my hand.

   `Oh my God Alice,' he groaned as I mouthed him, enjoying what I was
doing, `let's do it properly.' He pulled me up off him, letting it bang
against his trousers. `Get your dress off,' he said in a hoarse voice, and
I complied as he took off his trousers. He then lay down with me, kissing
me as he moved his body across onto mine, his weight heavy but not
uncomfortable. I felt his knees working my legs apart and so I opened them
up for him to settle down in between them. He smiled down at me as I felt
him touch me down below, his erection moving and nudging at the entrance to
my sex. I felt it wiggle a little as it settled itself at the entrance
before he pushed himself forward into me. He slid in easily for the first
part and then came a sudden sharp pain before he fully entered me till his
stomach came down onto mine. He gave out a big sigh as he shifted his
position to take the weight of his body onto his elbows before he started
his moving in and out of me. I loved the feel of that hard shaft moving
inside me, the warmth and heat of him generating my own and my legs went up
higher as my arms went round his back as he really began to fuck me.

   Well my dear diary, I cried after he had grunted and came inside me
before he pulled out. I felt bereft and cried for the loss and couldn't
turn round quick enough to take that still throbbing erection, wet from my
juices, into my mouth and suck him dry. The heat was still inside my body
as I sucked and licked him whilst he fondled my breasts.

   `Alice my sweet, you don't know just how much you have pleased an old
man.'

   `You're not old,' I retorted, letting him go as the wilting flesh began
to lose its hardness.

   `I didn't realise you were still a virgin the way...the way you...you
seem, oh hell, I just don't know what to say,' he finished lamely.

   `Don't worry Uncle Albert,' I said, moving up to kiss him. `I'm sure you
did it better than any boy would have done. Now we have a secret and a
memory between us that nobody else can do anything about.'

   `I should hope not. Please, for both our sakes, don't let your aunt know
what we have just done or there will be hell to pay.'

   `I wouldn't dream of it,' I said, cuddling up to him. `You're my
favourite uncle and I hope that I'm your favourite niece.'

   `You couldn't be anything but, after what we have just done.'

   `When can we do it again,' I smiled up at him as I flicked his wilted
penis.

   `Don't be too greedy. Remember that there are too many people about at
the Manor.'

   `Well don't leave it too long. Now I've had it once, I want it again.'

   `Let's get dressed and get back before we are missed,' he said with a
laugh as he kissed me on the nose. So it was with reluctance that I put my
clothes back on as he did his. Then it was out of the summer house to get
the horses and ride back to the Manor. I gave the horse over to the groom,
letting him see a good bit a female flesh as I bent over to check the shoe
of the horse.

   From that day on diary, I couldn't get enough of that male organ when it
was aroused. The only time to avoid it was in my ovulation period because
the last thing I wanted was to get pregnant before I was married. That was
when I turned to Constance to get my rocks off as the males often said.

   The next one that I favoured with my charms happened to be Cousin
Charles. If his father could have me, why not his son. I waylaid him in the
barn one day when I knew all the workers were out in the fields. I managed
to get him up into the hayloft for him to help me get an old horse harness
down. It had taken me ages to struggle and get the damn thing up there, but
now he was here to help me get it down. With him lifting me up to get it
off the hook, we fell down onto the straw, me finishing up beneath his
weight. In the fall, I managed to make one of my breasts come out of the
top of my dress so that as he lay on me, it was just below his eyes. His
eyes were wide open as he looked at the soft white flesh, the nipple hard
in the middle of the light brown aureole. I felt him get hard inside his
trousers as he lay there on me and I could see the hunger in his eyes.

   All I had to do was wait, which wasn't very long before he bent his head
and kissed me. His hand then came up and covered the uncovered flesh of
mine and he kneaded it with vigour as he kissed me as passionately as he
could. He lacked the finesse of his father, but at least he had more
stamina. He soon had both of my breasts out, lathering them with his kisses
before getting me out of my dress till I lay there naked in the straw
before him.

   He quickly divested himself of his clothes to stand up over me, his
organ standing out proud from his groin, moving slowly with the pulse beat
of his heart. I lifted my hands up, inviting him to come down to me, but
before letting him settling down at my nether ends, I pulled him up so that
he straddled and squashed my tits under his hips. I lifted my head and
kissed the head of his erection before taking it into my mouth to suck on
before he used it to screw me.

   Again, I couldn't help but compare him to his father, though much the
same in size, he was able to last longer when he entered me and began to
move in and out. My legs went up high for him to penetrate as deep as he
could, stoking up the fire within my belly and holding him in there till I
had my orgasm, though he had already spent himself inside me. I kept him up
in the hayloft till, with my mouth and hand, I was able to raise him up to
put his organ back inside me again. He managed to last longer this second
time as he rode me, really scratching my back on the straw beneath me. I
again sucked on him when he'd finished inside me, sucking and gently
squeezing his balls till there was nothing left inside. He kept vowing an
undying love for me as he kissed as much of me as he could, except where I
wanted him to kiss me the most.

   That was when I turned towards Elizabeth. It took several weeks but I
eventually succeeded in seducing her. It started off riding the horses down
to the lake and there, as they grazed, I went swimming in the lake without
a costume. I didn't act shy but was quite brazen about letting her see my
full figure that I now had as I came out of the water. I would brush my
hair back with my hands to make my breasts stand out proud from my body,
the nipples rock hard from the chill of the water. I would walk into the
summer house and pass her a towel to rub me down to dry me. I saw
admiration in her eyes as she did this and knew from looking through one of
the peep holes in her room that she wasn't as well endowed as I was, but
that didn't stop me.

   It took a week to get her into the water without a costume, she was
frightened that one of the boys might see her, but as we didn't see any,
she eventually got wet the same as me. Then I would dry her as she dried
me, but I took more care over her breasts and private parts than was really
necessary, and it paid off in the long run. Telling her how I liked her
smaller breasts than mine and that the triangle of hair between her thighs
looked far better. She was a bit shocked when I first kissed her, our naked
bodies touching, breast to breast, thighs to thighs, but I didn't push it
that first time.

   It was after our third swim together like this that I then stroked her
face and hair before touching her breasts with my hands. She gave a little
shiver but didn't back away or tell me to stop. I got her to lay down with
me on the cushions in the summer house and I told her at how lovely she
looked and that men would die for the chance to do what I was doing to her.

   `They would give their right hand to be able to do this,' I said as I
stroked her breast with my right hand. `and they would give their left hand
to do this,' as I then stroked the fur of her sex with my left hand. I gave
and she accepted my kisses as I showed her what their hands would do if she
allowed them as I put my hand between her legs and used a finger on
her. Having had two years of practice at this, my finger hit the right
button so to speak, and she was soon moving under my probing touch.

   `Do you like what you are feeling inside your body as I do this?' as I
worked on her small bud inside those lower lips. She smiled and
nodded. `Then let me show you a greater feeling that you would also enjoy,'
I said as I kissed her first on the lips, then breasts and kissed my way
down to her thighs. She allowed me to open her legs and then I was in. I
gave her such head that she actually had her first orgasm with me servicing
her. From that point on she was my slave. She was violent in her coming,
almost suffocating me with the grip of her thighs, holding my head down
there as she thrashed and bucked about as she came.

   Then it was her begging for me to go down to the lake with her for
swimming so that we would finish up in the summer house. It took two visits
before she went down on me and I was happy when she did so. By the end of
the summer she was as avid to go down on me as I was on her.

   Back to school and into the arms of Sylvia, meeting at least twice a
week in the gym. Taking and receiving pleasure from each other's body. We
got round to doing it to each other at the same time and have the heavenly
thrill of having it done to me at the same time I was doing it to
her. Teasing the bud with my teeth and smelling the sweet aroma of the
fluid that would seep out of her for me to lick up.

   I had to tell Constance eventually, because she kept demanding to know
where I went off to instead of studying before lights out. She went into a
huff when I told her, but she was still keen enough to get into my bed that
night. Then she wanted to know all the ins and outs of what Sylvia and I
had done to each other. So I showed her the new position where we could
both do it at the same time. I toyed with the idea of introducing Constance
to Sylvia in the gym, but I was greedy, as I wanted to keep her to myself,
so I didn't. Sylvia knew Constance of course, being in the same class as me
and guessed that as we shared the same room, we were doing it together. But
I think she was satisfied by just having me and didn't even enquire as to
whether I was doing it with Constance or not.

   Then came the summer holidays and my fifteenth birthday, Charles being
the most delighted one to see me. The only trouble was, he kept following
me about making it very difficult for me to have other fun. It was a relief
when his father took him off to London for a couple of weeks

   Elizabeth was glad to be back home too, and soon begged me to visit the
summer house with her. Here we both enjoyed each other, first me on top of
her till we both orgasmed, and then switched over to have her on top of
me. We fondled and stroked each other's breasts after a really wet mouth
sucking kissing session as I told her about Constance. She didn't believe
me at first but had to accept what I told her was true. Constance was
shocked when I told her that I was also doing the same as we did to
Elizabeth. But as with Sylvia, came to accept it and wanted to know the
details. Then I giggled and said that the three of us should do it
together, and it didn't take long for her to agree to my suggestion.

   Elizabeth was eager to ride down to the summer house with me but seemed
disappointed when Constance appeared at the stables. She didn't know what
was going to happen as we went inside and made ourselves comfortable on the
cushions. It was a picture to see her face as I undid the front of
Constance's dress and expose one of her breasts before kissing the aroused
nipple. Then I gave her a full kiss on the lips as the hand of Constance
went up under my halter top to stroke one of mine.

   `Don't look so shocked Elizabeth,' I said to her. `This is what we've
come down here for isn't it?'

   `Yes...but I thought...' she stammered.

   `That it would be just us two?' I asked as I exposed the other breast of
Constance before pulling off my halter to let her see my naked breasts. She
nodded. `Come now, take off your top so that Constance can see what I've
already seen.' She was hesitant at first, going a delightful pink in the
face, but made her mind up and undid her blouse before taking it off and
undoing her brassiere. Then the three of us could all see the round firm
globes that we each had on our chests. Constance was lying in between us
and I urged Elizabeth to stroke the other breast to the one I was of
Constance. Her hand seemed to tremble as she reached out and gently ran her
hand over and around the nipple.

   `Now suck on it,' I told her, and she complied by lowering her head and
took the hardened nipple into her mouth. `That's good,' I said as I leaned
over Constance to let her take my breast into her mouth, well the nipple
part, the whole thing was too big to take it all in. I was then just able
to reach over and fondle one of Elizabeth's as she sucked on Constance.

   We kept this up for a few minutes before I suggested that she then went
down to really get a taste of Constance. This was where we all had to move
to take off the rest of our clothes until we were naked and Constance
opened her legs and Elizabeth went down to lick and suck. I then moved
behind Elizabeth and used my fingers to arouse her, masturbating her till
she orgasmed all over my hand. We stayed there for two glorious hours,
playing and pleasuring each other till we were sated.

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