Chapter 4: My Vagina Drained Out

‘All girls have breasts, but they too are all different sizes. At your age of course you have no idea what size yours will be. But they’re starting to grow already,’ he said studying them. ‘They look lovely already.’

‘I wouldn’t be surprised if several of the boys in your form dream about putting their hands on them when they are in bed at night.’ I felt quite excited that he was saying I was attractive. Also hearing him discussing cocks with me made me feel so grown up.’

‘When your breasts start to grow,’ he told me, it’s a sign you are getting near to starting your periods. That will be one of the things your mum probably noticed. He stood up, come on he said offering me his hand, let me get in now then we can go downstairs.’

‘I took his hand and stood up. As soon as I had stepped out of the bath, he passed me a towel then got into the bath. ‘I’m glad to see you’re not shy with me,’ he said, ‘That’s something very special between two people.’

‘See those hairs starting,’ he said pointing between my legs. I glanced down automatically even though I already knew they were there. But they were fairly recent and nothing like the big thick wad that he had.’

‘You’ll have as many hairs down there as I have now when you’re older,’ he told me. ‘But if your mum spotted those too, that would confirm that your periods were near to starting. Did she explain what your periods were and about having babies?’

‘Yes,’ I said, nodding. ‘Did you have loads of questions afterwards that you didn’t like to ask her about?’ he said smiling. ‘Don’t worry,’ he said as I blushed, ‘I’ll answer them all for you. Get dry now, then come and sit here and talk to me.’

‘As he started washing himself, I turned away slightly and got dried. I put my bathrobe on, and he patted the side of the bath. As I sat down, he asked, ‘Can you imagine how you would feel if any boy in your class had seen you naked like I have?’ he asked.

‘When I looked horrified at the idea, he smiled at me and said, ‘But you aren’t bothered about me seeing you are you.’ ‘No.’ I said. ‘I was still a little bit, but now it had happened it didn’t seem to matter quite the same.’

‘With him being naked too seemed to make it more acceptable as well. ‘Are there any boys at school you’d like to kiss?’ he asked. I went red again. ‘What’s his name?’ he asked. ‘Rory,’ I told him, ‘He’s in my form.’ ‘Does he know how you feel?’ he asked. ‘Heavens no,’ I said, thinking how embarrassed I’d be.’

‘Then he pulled the plug out of the bath and stood up. His cock was right in front of me. I still couldn’t stop looking at it. I stood up too and he held out his hand which I took I thought, to help him step out of the bath like he had done with me.’

‘Close your eyes a moment.’ he said. I did and I felt my hand moving. ‘Hold onto that,’ he said as my hand rested on something. I did and opened my eyes. I was holding his cock. I didn’t know whether to let go or keep hold, I knew I should let go, but the feeling it gave me was so strange that I wanted it to continue.’

‘Ok,’ he said, ‘Let me out now.’ I let go and he got out of the bath. I passed him a towel and stood watching as he dried himself. He put a bathrobe on, and we went downstairs.’

‘He went over to the settee and sat down. ‘Come over here,’ he said patting his knee. I sat on his knee, and he put his arm around me. It felt nice and I cuddled up to him. He kissed my head, and he rested his other hand on my lap.’

‘Tell me what you know about how babies are made.’ he said. ‘When I start my periods,’ I told him as I remembered what mum had told me, ‘I produce an egg each time. Then when I’m older my husband will fertilise it and instead of coming out as blood, it’ll stay inside me and grow into a baby.’

‘How will your husband fertilise it?’ he asked? ‘I don’t know,’ I told him, ‘Mum said she’d tell me more about that when I was older.’ ‘Do you know what your breasts are for, apart from looking nice?’ he asked.

‘Mum hadn’t told me that, but I’d heard a girl at school talking about her mum feeding her baby brother, so I was able to say, ‘To feed my baby milk.’

‘Well done,’ he said. ‘So why do you think you have a vagina, but a boy has a cock.’ I told him I had no idea. ‘Let me show you,’ he said. He started undoing my bathrobe. I wasn’t sure that I liked him doing that but as he’d already seen me naked, I said nothing.’

‘He undid it all the way down, then he stroked my breasts. That felt nice and he must have realised I liked it because he ran his hands over them for a while. There wasn’t much there yet, they had only recently started showing.’

‘You’re enjoying that now,’ he told me, ‘But when you’re older and your boyfriend does this on your fully grown breasts it will feel even nicer.’ Then he ran his finger down my front and tickled all around my vagina.’

‘Did your mum tell you about a tampon?’ he asked. When I said, ‘Yes.’ he asked me if I knew enough to tell him what it was. I told him it was a tube that went up inside me to plug my vagina and stop the blood leaking out.’

‘Well done,’ he said, ‘Now do you know about there being all sorts of germs in the air we breathe?’ ‘Yes,’ I told him, ‘We had a lesson at school.’ ‘So, imagine you have produced an egg,’ he said. ‘It’s safely up inside you away from all the germs.’

‘Now imagine your husband has something called sperm inside him, also safely away from any germs. He produces that when you want to have a baby. But natures very clever. If he produced his sperm and handed it to you and you put it inside yourself, it could pick up all sorts of germs on the way.’

‘That would be bad, wouldn’t it?’ ‘Yes.’ I agreed. ‘Stand up.’ he instructed. I did and he stood up too. He slipped his bathrobe off and sat down again. He put his legs up on the arms and told me to kneel down in front of him and have a close look at his cock.’

‘See the bag hanging down underneath,’ he said, ‘Have a feel of it and see what you can feel inside but be very gentle.’ I did and I could feel two things like balls inside the bag. ‘They produce my sperm,’ he told me. ‘So, if it’s produced in there, where do you think it might come out?’

‘I had a good look around the bag and all over his cock. The only opening I could find apart from his bum was in the tip of his cock. ‘Here?’ I asked pointing to it. ‘Quite right,’ he said. Then as I still held it, it started to grow in my hand. I was amazed and watched it until it had doubled in size.’

‘When it goes like that,’ he told me, ‘It means it’s ready to shoot out some sperm. To give you a baby, that sperm would have to go into your vagina.’ Now if I was to shoot it into your hand, and then you put it inside you, what might happen?’ ‘It could pick up germs from the air I told him.’

‘I told you nature was very clever,’ he said, ‘It came up with a solution to keep the germs away. So can you think how I could get some sperm from my balls up to your egg without the germs even seeing it?’

‘I couldn’t, I had no idea and said so. ‘It’s very simple,’ he said, ‘Let me show you. Come and sit on my knee facing me.’ He held his arms out and I got up. ‘Put your knees each side of my legs,’ he instructed. As I sat on his legs just above his knees he held my shoulders.’

‘I looked down between us and saw his hard cock waving about. Then he asked, ‘Have you ever dreamt about kissing Rory?’ I went red and managed to say ‘Yes.’ ‘What part of his body did you kiss in your dreams?’ he asked. ‘On his lips.’ I replied, I’d seen enough films to know that.’