How I changed Pt. 01 - Sex Stories

How I changed Pt. 01

... toward the cottage. About halfway to the door, I heard, "Hi there! I'm Andy, Mrs Robbins' nephew."

Standing on the other side of the fence, was another young man. He had a big smile on his face as he glanced at my breasts. I mumbled a greeting but kept on walking. I sensed him watching me as I made my way inside.

I couldn't believe it; I was shaking. I looked in a mirror and saw that my top was only staying up because of my erect nipples.

God, what must that Andy have thought?

I lightly touched my right breast and a wonderful sensation shot through my body. I slumped in a chair and with trembling hands pushed down my bikini pants. I couldn't believe my pussy was so wet. I touched my clit and almost instantly orgasmed with such power that I just sat there breathing deeply, wondering what on earth had gotten into me. Or was it all about what I wanted to get into me?

That night in bed, I kept thinking over and over about how much I'd enjoyed those boys looking at me, lusting over me, even if it had been for only a short while. I dreamt of taking it all a step further -- of being naked before them and seeing their erections and... I awoke sweating, wet and sticky.

The following day I went into town to buy groceries. Next to the supermarket, a shop sold bikinis, thongs, and other beach wear. I looked along the rails and found a bright red, very small thong together with a matching top that was merely two tiny pieces of cloth held together by a thin cord. I was ...

... trembling again and saw the size was labelled 'small'. For an unexplainable reason, I went ahead and bought it.

I couldn't wait to get back to the cottage. I dumped the groceries on the table and rushed upstairs with the swimwear. Like a woman possessed I undressed and pulled on the thong. It barely covered my pussy -- my pubic hair stuck out of the sides -- and my bottom was completely exposed. As I looked in the mirror, a familiar excitement hit me. The bra just covered my nipples and they stood out prominently. Looking at myself, I got so turned on, I actually felt ashamed and thought, I can't wear this where anyone else can see me, can I?

I decided that, at the very least, I must trim my pubic hair before ever thinking about wearing the thong. I went to the bathroom and got to work with my scissors, trimming back what I could see while wearing the thong. I didn't stop there. I slipped off the garment and kept snipping away, cutting the hair as short as possible before using my Ladyshave. It was the first time I'd removed all of my pussy hair, and I rubbed moisturiser into my now naked skin. I couldn't believe how sensitive I felt. It was wonderful. I knew I'd have to release the built-up tension.

I need a good fuck.

I was shocked at my thoughts, and my language, and I quickly stood under a cold shower hoping the feelings would go away.

After drying, I couldn't resist trying on my daring purchase again. The thong hardly concealed my pussy lips and my breasts ...