Bigoledadd: I hear by swear this story is true, to the best of my recolection. I do remember it quite vividly, it was traumatic in a way and etched it's self into my memory.
So help me God.
At the age of 4, yes 4, before I started kindergarden. Mind you this is back when we really did have those glass bottles of milk that sat on the raised registers that warmed themselves almost to the curding stage.
I was across the street playing with the girls that lived there. One being my age the other quite a bit older, maybe 4th or 5th grade. Hell from my point of view in the world she was an adult.
We where in their basement playing, you guessed it, house. I being the only male in this little family assumed the father role, with the older sister being the mother and the remaining one having to assume the role of the child. A house was built from a old card table, with blankets draped over the sides to totallly, except for the one slit that served as the door. shielded us from the elements, and prying eyes. The floor, under the table was strune with mounds of pillows, it looked like the inside of a shieks cassba. Like I said, I was only 4.
We where having a great time. I felt a bit funny when the older girl started kissing me. But with the giggling of the girls and being told it was just part of the game and they weren't lieing because mommies and daddies did kiss it I relaxed and went with the flow and started feeling good and happy but but in a strangly different way.
After a bit of foreplay, mom decided our daughter need and education and she should be sent to school. It was decided she was to go upstairs and make kool-aid. I watched with a smile on my face as my little girl gleefully bounded up the stairs on her way to school. As I turned from the crack to face the misses I could help myself, the light shinny through the slit irradiated the beautiful face of the woman I was lucky enough to be married to. I could see a worldlyness beyond her years, in her sultry eyes. I was in love. the first crush I remember. If our positions were reversed she would no doubt have seen my innocent little face blushing. Then this creature from heaven looked into my wide eyes and said, "Do you want to make a baby?" I was so young I readily admitted I didn't know how. Maybe something to do with kissing.. She said she'd show me if I'd like. How could I say no.
Pointing to my crotch, my doddlebug, that's what I called him then, she said you have to stick your thing in my thing. Well I was totally fucking lost by now. I was vaguely aware boys and girls where different let alone immagining what she was proposing was even feesable. When I was told I needed to push my pants down I once again felt very uneasy, you could almost say scared. She assured me she could see anyone coming down the stairs through the opening in the blankets and I would have plenty of time to pull my pants up. I liked her, and she had made me enjoy myself earlier, and lets face it she was so much bigger than me I was afraid to say no.
As I shoved my shorts down to my ankles and layed back my uncircumsize pecker and balls pointed strait towards the underside of the table, not errect but just the way it kind of always was, at that age. I could see I hadn't married a shy one cause the misses was completely out of her shorts and panties, in a blink of an eye. She was hot to trot and wasn't about to waste our time together. I was getting my first look at a woman, and I was baffled. So smooth, so soft looking, nothing sticking out, not at all like me. And right in the middle a delicate fold that to me looked nothing like the opening to my sexual awareness.. She reach out and touched me and asked if I was willing to try, as the word yes trembled from my lips, I also could notice something was changing. Her hand was making me get like I got when I had to pee real bad, but I didn't have to pee. I can't say I had never had anthing other than a piss hardon before then, but I sure as hell han never had anyone give one to me. I could hear the excitement in her voice when she said, "WOW, you got big!" She was now touching me with both hands, I was dazed, not know what was happening. She once again said we have to put this in me, She proceded to start to climb on top of me. As she was straddling me I could start to see that the slit I had first observed seemed ot be a bit substantial than it looked with her legs together. She held my erect penis with one hand and slid the tip of him between the lips of her womanhood. I gazed in wide wonder as my manhood slowly but surely seemingly began disappearing deeper and deeper into this girl that was doing the most amazing magic trick I had ever seen. I took forever, or a second, I don't know which, but she soon was totally down on me. I don't think we actually fucked but I was burried to the hilt. I was too scared shittless to say anything and all I remember her saying over and over is you feel so big in me.....
I never came that day. The sound door at the top of the stairs had us both hurriedly scrambling to get our pants back on, My heart was pounding in my chest, ready to explode. Our daughter her face aglow proudly entered the house carring what she had made. PINK LEMON-AID.
How fitting that the day I realize I was different, was the day that I first sampled the Pink.
Bigoledadd
Is that a good fucking story or what?