Part 1: Her 18th Birthday - Sex Stories

Part 1: Her 18th Birthday

... get big eyes.

Dad still has to work on the field and I help Mom with the cooking. We always eat very late, around 3 p.m., Mom introduced it to us. It saves us dinner, and that would be healthy and good for our appearance, she says. I think the success proves her right. Mom herself still has a very neat figure, and dad doesn't carry around such a huge wamp like most men in the village. Compared to Knut, however,......

We eat, and then Mom says, "For dessert there's your beloved creme cake."

"Super Mom, thank you."

"And I'm happy too. Those damn things are actually the main reason I married your mother back then." She pretends to be indignant, he hugs her, they kiss, they laugh. I hope so much that I will be so lucky later on. The two have been together for 25 years, and still love each other, and laugh together every day. It doesn't matter that there isn't a lot of money.

I push my dessert plate away, it was delicious again. Mom now brings a package, with wrapping paper and a bow. "I'll get something else?"

"Open it, sweetie, but don't make a clown out of yourself." Dad and mom smile at each other. I don't understand, tear open the package. Awesome, a complete make-up set, plus nail polish with remover, pads, epilator, manicure kit and everything. I throw my arms around their necks and sob with happiness.

"When I was your age, honey, that would have been my greatest wish, but it wasn't possible. Times weren't easy, I was practically only out in the ...

... field, and your grandparents didn't have money for extras anyway. I little peasant tramp could only ever look at the beautiful women in the magazines, which were at the hairdresser's, or which your grandma sometimes borrowed. Look like this, maybe just for a day!"

"You got me, after all, without any masquerade," Dad says. "Yes, honey, but would it have gotten You without the cream cake?" They cuddle again. Dad says "Have fun with it, sweetheart. And as Mom said, don't overdo it. I think you're beautiful just the way you are. But I'm afraid I have to believe Mummy when she says that's not enough. You girls are crazy."

Dad goes out to see after the animal, I help mom do the dishes and then I go to my room. There I spread out all the spoils of the day on the bed. Then I get my loose collection of sheets with the torn make-up tips from my girls' magazine. I'm putting together the perfect combination and thinking about how I will do my make-up. After all, it's important to motivate the person who will give me my best birthday present. But he doesn't know it yet...

I take advantage of the wonderful weather of the next few days to lie lazily in the sun for hours. We have a comfortable camping lounger, which I always drag to where Knut inevitably has to come by more often. I know his work plan.

Of course, I'm also wearing my new swimsuit and my new sandals. In the meantime I've learned quite well how to paint my fingernails and toenails. I have a soda with me and my current ...