Gander, My brother earned the name,we used it.

Note : This story is completely fictional!!!

 I went to 10th grade looking like Barbara Eden of Genie fame. Something in the water I guess. (9th grade I was little Nancy** frizzy hair chunky bod). My two brothers were the barometers of my GROWTH. They started making fun of me one Sunday as we dressed for church. No one in our house left their room without being DRESSED. no nighties in the living room, Skirts and dresses were two inches Below the knees. Shorts two inches above.No tight blouses or slacks, spandex was OUT and loose jeans were for yard work only. I first received the giggles this Sunday morning from Dalton as we met in the hall and he made a jester of avoiding my CHEST sticking him in the arm. Hamilton ,My older brother, just stared and blinked then smiled and patted my back."nice rack Racine" I looked down to see my nipples were drastic+ly pronounced. I ran and hid to tuck them out of sight before MOM could see me. She would have me in a cast iron corvette to cover them up. I liked my streched out A cup 32s.

Twice this year I had worn a 'secret' 34B-Bikini that I kept at Hoddie's house for use in her folks pool ,if no one was going to see me,.Now I would fill it nicely. I went up stairs and taped my nipples down with band aids like the Church organist had to do for the approval of the Snobby Bitch society. I was popping out the top of the old yellowed strained bra. I dressed in a sweater that bulked over the nasty body parts. (After Chior practice I would go to Hods and get the white top to wear that next night to Prayer meeting) .

Dad pressed to close to me in the Chior Cloak room and got a shocked look on his face as he apologized like a stuttering 5 th grader.I felt good inside to make an adult feel sexual about me.(I could see his erection climb as he slipped the Chior Robe over his head). That was two seconds before I realized my skirt and 1/2 slip were up over my tummy and my entire front was exposed to him as he dressed to take his place on the risers. Singing was a lot of fun that day ,as I took off my Bulky sweater , that was causing the Stacic Clinging Skirt and slip.I took them off too, leaving me nude under the huge marone drape.[My panties were stuffed in the sweater pocket]. I let Glenda Starks touch me on the' bush', like she had tried every single Sunday since I was 8 years old. She was persistant as heck and did it four times during this service. Once on the Hal;ajulia Course of Rugged Cross, I hit high C for her elbow on my hump.She even looked into the side slit to "SEE" my fuzzy darkening thatch. I felt the surge of temptress in me, as she shook a little while we sang with her elbow rubbing my slick little slit open to rasp on the Course cloth.I had my third "OUT-SOURSED"climax in this life with an elbow popping over my Clitoris.

When we got home I dressed in shorts and a silky blouse WITHOUT a bra on. I Then ran across the street to Hodsons for my white bikini top to substitute for a bra till I could earn 20 bucks for two more real ones .Once back home, I ran in to hide it. That was when I noticed the fresh Drywall grindings behind my Clothing in the closet.I looked thru a hole ,into my Brothers room, where it was bright as daylight. I went into their space and looked back in at My room it was dark and they could only see my bed side and chest of drawers, If my light was on. I could see their entire room except the door and this wall. I opened up thier hole bigger, so they could see most of my room, if I moved the chest of drawers. I did just that, put it near my door to be used when I wanted privacy.(no locks on doors, house rules) I would have to put in a bigger light blub to make it so they could watch me naked in the light. I made a lot of preperations for the evening Ritual of dressing down for bed, Including a sweet potato shaped like a penis that I had hidden in my foot locker that summer but never had the courage to 'really USE i't'. I just slid it over the top of my panties or thru my clenched thighs.It was well shined and hard as a stone. This was going to be a wild night for someone else too. I would give them a SHOW like they had never dreamed of. But instead I fell asleep on the closed bed in my night shirt while waiting for them to come up to go to bed. I made a similar hole to my Folks room, from behind my head board. Two wallboards fouled my peeking plans.But only , For that night, I got it made all the way thru with a drill from Dads tool box the next day, and returned it clean and smiling at him from the box of drill bits.It was smiling because when it broke thru the wall into the adult.s bed room, Hamilton was sitting on moms bed with some of her undies on his lap,LOPING HIS MULE to the top of the hill.I felt my self getting itchy for some of this same kind of snuggling.

I forgot about it that week as I consentrated on a very important paper for Science Fair and A new boy who was mezmerizing me with his eyes. I was on the phone as often as dad would allow it , to my friend Hoddie about 'Ged' my heart throb of the year. I was about to bust with the fact he wrote me a NICE note and left a cold 6oz little plastic vend Bottle of Berryjuice for me at my lunch table with my name on it and his. He was a senior and ate first Wave. Now at lunch he was sitting in the same chair as I would be thirty minuets later.I of course saved the bottle and had it in my hand as I talked to Hoddie on the Phone and wrote on my Science paper Genitics for the New Millinium. I rolled over on my back to take off my skirt and panties then stood to take off my bra and a pullover chimise blouse. My hands were sweaty causing me to drop the phone and my Bottle . We laughed a little about it , but she made a remark about using the little six ounce bottle as a dildo and I spazed out on her. I had already thought about it and as we spoke It was laying between my legs warming up(I had tried a cold sausage once,owwwie!) Now,She wanted to share this experience with me , I stupidly agreed, She was in the house in 25 seconds ,telephone still in her hand. We sat naked on my bed salving up the bottle and talking sexy things about him (from our memories of others ,we SAID, we had seen), We were both Virgins. Now,For some reason, I let her touch me, in a traded finger tips to nipples, then she traced my dark air line down my tummy and legs automaticly opened like church doors. Her hands worked at positioning 'mine' in side her ,as well as keeping me on edge for several moments.I found my self practicing my boy kisses with her like we did in fourth grade, dancing boy -girl and training-kissing. (Oh sure! like we wanted to be experts when a boy tried to make out with us). Only this time, I was looking down my chest, at her larger ones touching tips with mine.I could see her hand's working fingers into both of us at the same time. A slick squirt FROM ME went out onto the carpet, She sucked into my mouth for my tongue that tangled with hers to make her own climax rush into our passion and pause a heart beat before slamming her long slim open labial fleshettes around my gooie hump and laying me back on the bed to position for her to be inside me with her clit on mine. We were lost in the cumming for a long suspended moment, she slipped the Warm plastic bottle into me .directing it as far as it would go with out me crying out for her to Stop! The end of our love making was sudden ,when a vaccume formed in the bottle and it STUCK up in me deeper than she could get a grip on the rounded bottom to retreive it out of me. I told her it was ok and I would get it later. She rolled off of me and we laid kissing side to side for a long time until I heard a noise, like huffing , It dawned on me that someone was masturbating against the closet wall. I got up and went to the closet.She was quickly blushing and leaving, as soon as her panties were up and I snapped her bra for her. She dressed behind me in the bright light, giving me the first time chance to realize ,I like to look at her even with clothes on. She kissed me good bye at the door and ran her hand up me one last stroke, we shared the taste of it from her finger. The door swung closed leaving me NOT alone ,,just the only one in 'this' room. I got as close to the big mirror as I could ,then flipped off the stark bulb. I could see down into Hamiltons hand, he had a fine Idea but it was slobbering down his thumb knuckel. Did I want them to know I was loving my friend Terrice June Hodington? Somehow it didn't bother me at all, I snuggled with my pillow and waited for the bottle to release it's hold on me. When it did ,I thru back the covers, and played like it was my GED making love to me.I liked the climaxes better with Hoddy.