1966 : Essex, England

It was a late autumn evening while Mum, my sister Sherry and I were listening to music on the radio in the parlour, when the knock came at our front-door.

Sherry and me looked at Mum wondering who it could be on such a dark and chilly night?

Mum went to the door and we then heard her talking to someone in the hallway?

Then after a short while Mum came into the room, with a tall important-looking nurse? Her colourful uniform included a fancy shoulder cape. She smiled while she eyed me and my sister intently.

She introduced herself as the District Matron; visiting homes and conducting health checks for those, ‘coming of age’. “Its Sherry and James Anderson isn’t it.” she stated.

My sister and I glanced at each other almost with guilt before nodding silently to her.

She placed her doctors-bag on the table before taking off her scarlet and blue cloak, and her uniform enhanced her sexy figure, and then as she sat close to me, I caught the smell of disinfectant coming from her and I felt her presence strangely threatening?

Mother suddenly went discreetly into the kitchen to put the kettle on.

I glanced at my fourteen-year-old sister who was equally perturbed by the Matron’s unexpected arrival in our cosy home. What business had she here? But at sixteen I didn’t feel bold enough to ask her any such pertinent questions and our dad was far away.

Mother returned from the kitchen, saying hesitantly, “There now ... perhaps the Matron will explain to you both what she has called for.”

Matron gave a cold smile and spoke in a cultured voice, “Thank you Mrs Anderson; now, Sherry and James, you are both entering a phase of your development known a puberty; did you realise that?”

The Matron eyed each of us with a raised eyebrow.

As both of us remained dumbstruck she continued, “Well that means that your regular physical growth is supplemented with the start of a sexual growth.

In a girl this will entail the formation of her breasts and the beginning of her periods which is all part of becoming a young woman who can produce a baby. Did you know that Sherry?”

My recently budding sister blushed with embarrassment and mumbled a feeble acknowledgement.

“And you James; as a developing male, your body is getting ready to be capable of producing spermatozoa, to fertilise the female egg;l triggering the egg into becoming a baby! Where you aware of that?”

I noddled meekly, “Yes Ma’am.”

The Matron stood up, “Well Mrs Anderson, your children have a healthy understanding of their bodies so now I’ll proceed with their physical development checks. First I will take a look at the girl. Would you be so kind as to clear the table for me Mrs Anderson; to use as an examination-bench?”

It was another of those moments I wished my father had not been overseas with his regiment; but here in command, as the man of the house; who would soon put this bold female in her place. I felt I really loved Sherry; needed her.

Mother starred, “Oh; er yes; of course Matron. You want it completely cleared do you?”

“That’s right Mrs Anderson, if you don’t mind, and if your daughter would now stand up and take her knickers off for me we can proceed the inspection.”

Sherry looked in despair, “Em, ... do I have to Mum?”

“Em, Yes dear, take them off for the Matron, there’s a good girl.”

Agog, I watched as Sherry lifted her high-school skirt, draw down her white cotton knickers and stand there awkwardly holding them. She was vulnerable, beautiful and I loved her.

“That’s the way; now come over and we’ll get you up on the table; it wont take a moment and it’ll all be done with.” said Matron breezily.

Sherry had first to sit on the table and then lay back with her knees bent wide apart ... her cunt on full view!

Then from her bag, Matron drew out a metal device, inserted into my sister, and then opened up her cunt for a full inspection!

Sherry let out a piercing yell!

“Now don’t make a fuss girl!”

Sherry began panting.

My cock began expanding!

“Now dear, Have you begun having periods yet?”

“No Matron; not yet.” Sherry mumbled.

“And have you begun masturbating in bed yet?”

After some moments Sherry found an answer, “I don’t think so Matron.”

“Very well. So lets take a look at things; shall we?”

Deftly the woman’s fingers slipped between her pussy-lips and explored Sherry’s vagina, revealing its internal glistening pinkness.

As the inspection took place, my heart was beating hard with fear and fascination. Catching my sister’s eye I could see both fear and humiliation etched there. I felt a strong scenes of guilt just looking.

“Aah! Yes; she’s a lovely little virgin Mrs Anderson; and there’s the clitoris; developing very nicely. She’s probably been masturbating without realising it Mrs Anderson.

Mother tried to acknowledge Matron but failed anything meaningful.

Then Matron turn directly to me! Would you like to see the clitoris boy? Improve your biology knowledge?”

I already had a thumping erection on but even so I had to look at the clitoris; a thing I’d never heard of let alone seen; yet apparently my sister had one inside her cunt? I stepped forward with trepidation.

As Matron held Sherry’s pussy-lips apart she indicated the little spur that stood proudly inside my sisters cunt. I looked on sheepishly while the pre-cum was oozing into my pants.

“Now boy”, said the Matron, “You can give the clitoris a little flick with your finger ... Go on! Don’t be nervous!”

My hand trembled as it went between Sherry’s thighs and with my index finger I did as instructed! Sherry’s torso jerked hard in response; as did my cock and looking with guilt at my sister’s face that was bathed in sweat and humiliation!

“See! Now flip your finger over it repeatedly for a while – see what happens! Matron ordered.

As I did so, Sherry’s back arched and her body tensed, while she panted.

“Now! Do you see what’s happing James?”

“Yes Matron ... It’s getting juicy.”

“Yes James! The little slut’s getting juicy ... that’s what happens during sexual intercourse. The cunt lubricates the penis! Now you’ll know what your doing when your older young man! Now, shall we check her virginity? Do you have a banana or cucumber handy Mrs Anderson?