Chapter 1: Getting Turned On

It was the weekend after New Year’s Eve, a few of months before my fifteenth birthday and I’d just learned that Steve, my steady boyfriend since summer, would soon be leaving. His mom had been promoted and was being transferred to California before the end of February. Ever since I’d given my virginity to Steve, with the exception of a one-time fling with his brother that doesn’t really count; Steve had been only boy to fuck me. Needless to say, it was a tough time for both of us when we learned the news.

As much as I was going to miss Steve, it was mostly just a physical thing as I wasn’t romantically in love with him. In fact neither of us ever even used the “L” word when it came to the two of us. Sure, sometimes I would tell people I “loved” Steve, but it was more a sense of security in having a steady boyfriend who was always available to satisfy my “needs”. I always assumed that it was something like that for Steve as well. After all, I was under no delusions as to why he as dating a girl two years younger than him when half the bimbos in high school were literally throwing themselves at him. It certainly wasn’t my glowing personality or astonishing good looks! While Steve never actually said so in words, I knew the only reason he kept dating me was because I put out - all the time, any time. Thus I didn’t feel guilty this was also the main reason I dated HIM - because he was always willing to satisfy MY needs as well. Granted I DID care deeply for Steve as a friend and I knew I would never forget the times we spent together. After all, he was my “first” and nobody could do to me again what he did when he entered me for that first time. But in the end, our relationship was just a mutually beneficial arrangement and really, at our age what was wrong with that?

Sharon was Steve’s younger sister, about my age and a good friend of mine. I was going to miss her as well since we had so much in common. Besides our coordinated tastes in music, clothes and such, we both lusted after her older brother. The only difference was while I got to actually fuck him, she could only dream about it. Steve had no idea about his sister’s desires - nor did he ever appear to have the same desires for her. Even so our common interest in Steve had helped to create a tight bond between us. After Steve would take me out I’d tell Sharon everything we’d done in as much detail as I could remember. Sharon knew she would never actually be able to do these things with him herself so listening to me was her way of satisfying her yearnings. More often than not we would both lie back in her bed and masturbate while I recounted in vivid detail how wonderful it felt when Steve fucked me.

Mutual masturbation was no big thing for me. Most of my friends liked to do it together and it was even something I shared with Kristi, my younger cousin. It was only for our own pleasure though as I never even once seriously considered ever having sex with any of them back then. Although when I look back I regret not taking advantage of some great opportunities, at the time we were totally into boys and masturbating together was just something we did as friends sharing a common erotic dream.

A couple of days after his mom’s “announcement” I was over at their house to visit. Just Steve and Sharon were home as their mom was out of town getting acquainted with her new job and doing some house-hunting while Jim, their younger brother, was with some friends. The three of us were all in the family room watching TV with me sitting in Steve’s lap on the couch while Sharon was kicked back in her mom’s Lazy-Boy chair. They had all the cable channels, including some of the naughty ones, so Steve had it tuned it to a porn channel where this hunk of a guy with a cock like a horse was screwing a beautiful young girl with great tits who didn’t look a day over sixteen (although I knew she must have been at least eighteen to be on this channel). I could feel Steve’s cock beginning to press up against my ass so I hugged him and teased him.

“Hey sexy guy, see something you like?” I whispered in his ear, “Does she turn you on more than me?”

Steve frowned at me saying, “Give me a break Kelly! Hell, you should start worrying when I DON’T respond.”

I wiggled my butt against his growing crotch, enjoying the feeling of his hardening cock. On the TV, I watched as another girl entered the room and started taking pictures of the first two.

Steve whispered in my ear, “Hmmmmmm, that’s what I need, some pics of you all nice and naked to take with me so I can remember your sexy little body.”

I playfully slapped him. “You pervert, I’m not going to let you take nude pictures of me. You’ll just show them to all your friends!”

“Would not!” he protested.

“Oh don’t give me that,” I said with a laugh, “Heck, knowing you, you’d probably post them on a bulletin board somewhere and then what would happen to me?”

“I promise I would never do that,” Steve said solemnly. “I mean it Kelly. I’m serious about wanting to have some naked pics of you.”

To my surprise, Sharon even weighed in at this point. “Oh c’mon Kelly, you’re such a little exhibitionist any other time. I mean, it’s not much of a leap to go from wearing those little pieces of string you call a bikini and being nude.”