This is a work of pure fiction. Please take the time to tell me what you think. Constructive feedback is welcome.

It seems like it's from another era. The world was truly different, and as kids growing up in the '60s, we weren't nearly as "resourceful" as young people today. My story takes place in the mid-1960s: I had just turned 18, and growing up in a small town, my sexual experience was practically nonexistent. We boys passed around books that gave us the basics of sex education, but few of us had actually tried it. Of course, most of us masturbated every day, even though we'd been told it was a mortal sin. I think I had a rebellious streak, because I was ready to throw all that out the window, and I got a lot of pleasure from it.

Growing up in France at that time made things even more complicated. For those who don't know, pornographic images were very difficult to find when you were a minor. And yet, that didn't stop most high school students from passing around well-worn copies of European magazines like Penthouse, Playboy, and Mayfair. I'll always remember a photo in a Mayfair of a woman crouching; she was wearing transparent yellow panties. I'm certain that's where my long and happy obsession with panties began.

Six months after my 18th birthday, my two cousins ​​came to stay with us. My older sister and my cousins ​​were roughly the same age. Every school holiday, they would come to visit us during the summer. And during that time, two events occurred that radically changed my life!

To describe the girls to the reader: my sister Johanna was about 5'9", had shoulder-length brown hair, and a rather generous bust. My cousin Eve was about 5'5", had long blonde hair, and a small but lovely bust. My cousin Julie was about 5'7", with short brown hair and an average bust with enormous nipples. Of the three, Julie was the most reserved, the shyest.

A few days after one of their visits began, my parents were both at work, which meant we were home alone all day. We'd pack sandwiches and drinks and head to the beach. I loved snorkeling and spent most of my time exploring the marine life in the rock pools. I'd also discovered it was the perfect opportunity to check out the girls' bodies underwater without them noticing.

I can still picture myself floating in the warm water, gazing at Eve's body in her bikini. Just thinking about it gives me an erection again. She always wore white bikinis. (I'd often heard my parents comment on how inappropriate her bikini was.) When she moved slowly through the rocky pools, I could clearly see her nipples through the fabric of her top. Since she was truly blonde, I couldn't make out any pubic hair, though I could see the outline of her labia.

On previous visits, I'd amused myself with their panties, trying to guess which one belonged to which girl. I don't think I'll ever know if I was right, but I had a good time enjoying the smell of their pussies.

One afternoon in particular, Julie wasn't feeling well and decided to stay home, leaving Johanna, Eve, and me to go to the beach. As we lay on the sand, I saw the girls whispering and giggling amongst themselves. Eventually, Eve crawled over to where I was lying.

"How knowledgeable are you about sex?" she asked.
"Quite a bit," I replied, not wanting to talk about sex with them.
"How far have you gone?" she pressed.

I could see she was blushing as she asked those questions. My sister, on the other hand, was simply lying down, listening to our conversation without saying a word.

"I've only ever touched a girl's breasts," I replied (blushing in turn).
"Johanna and I want to see your dick," she said.
"What?!" I exclaimed indignantly.
"Let's go back into the bushes and find a quiet spot," she suggested.

I was facing the ultimate dilemma. I really wanted to see her naked, but I was much less keen on getting naked myself, and besides, showing myself to my sister didn't seem... normal. My curiosity and desire won out, and I finally agreed.
"Only if you show me," I replied.
She just nodded.

We walked back up the beach and found a secluded spot in the middle of the bushes. It was obvious that others had already used it: the ground was bare and condom wrappers lay scattered among the branches. We spread out our blanket and sat down.

"Who starts?" I asked.

Without a word, Eve looked at Jo and slowly pulled up the top of her bikini, freeing her small breasts. She had the most beautiful pink nipples, and now they were nice and hard. I could see the hesitation on Jo's face, but with a little encouragement from Eve, she slid the straps of her one-piece swimsuit down her shoulders and pulled it down, exposing her breasts. They were truly magnificent: firm, a good 90C, with the longest nipples I'd ever seen. My cock was now straining against my swimsuit.

"Your turn," Johanna said in a low voice, finally breaking her silence.

I slowly lowered my shirt, freeing my penis from its prison. I'm not huge, only fifteen centimeters, but I'm quite thick. I could see the two girls staring at my cock.

"Your turn," I said. I couldn't wait to see them naked.

Jo reacted first: she stood up and pulled down her one-piece swimsuit. My eyes were glued to her pussy the moment it appeared. She had a good bush, but since it was wet, I could clearly see her labia. I looked at Eve; without hesitation, she slid her fingers up the sides of her bikini bottoms, over her hips, and down her legs. I almost came when I saw her pussy! Her pubic hair was sparse and very light, and I had a perfect view of her vulva.

The girls sat down opposite me and we stayed there, silent, looking at each other naked.

Finally, Eve broke the silence.
"Can I take a closer look?"

I shifted and knelt in front of her. She hesitantly took my cock in her hand and squeezed it gently. I placed my hand over hers and helped her pull back the foreskin, revealing my purplish glans. My juices had begun to bead, and pre-cum was oozing from the slit. Jo moved closer and took my balls in her hands, squeezing and caressing them gently. Eve began to stroke me up and down, and it wasn't long before I felt my orgasm coming, this time much more powerful. I didn't give her time to react, and with a loud groan, I began to ejaculate onto her breasts. I collapsed back onto the blanket and watched them grab a beach towel to mop up the mess I'd made. They seemed perfectly at ease, rubbing the semen off each other.

Eve lay down on the blanket and opened her legs.
"I'm going to show you where to touch a woman," she said.

Her fingers parted her labia, and I saw her clitoris, red and swollen beneath its hood. Her juices trickled between her lips and soaked the blanket. I moved closer and lay on my stomach until my face was just inches from her pussy. She began to stroke herself rhythmically, rubbing her labia up and down, pressing lightly on her clit, then moving back down, until the tip of her finger slipped inside her. I could feel her arousal, and the familiar scent I'd loved on her panties filled my nose. I glanced at Jo and saw that she'd wasted no time inserting two fingers into her pussy. Unlike Eve, she wasn't rubbing her clit; her fingers were deep inside her. Eve touched my shoulder and gestured for me to lower my head toward her pussy. Without a word, she guided me until my tongue touched her lips. The taste was indescribable, infinitely better than that of her panties, and the smooth texture of her juices coated my face.

I could hear Jo becoming more and more expressive, until with a cry she began to tremble and tense up. I guessed she'd come. And I continued my oral assault on my cousin's pussy.

"Please put your finger inside me," she gasped.

I complied, sliding my middle finger between the folds of her wet pussy. I'll always remember the warm, velvety sensation that enveloped my finger. Eve arched her back against my face; I struggled to keep up. She became increasingly vocal, until, with a powerful cry, her orgasm shook her entire body. I could feel her juices flowing freely; I licked frantically, but I couldn't keep up, and the excess slid down her buttocks to the blanket.

I rolled onto my side and then lay on my back. My cock was rock hard again, and I wasn't quite sure what to do next. Johanna decided for me: she straddled me and guided my stiff cock into her wet pussy. I don't think there are words to describe what it felt like when I entered her lips and my cock was engulfed by her warmth, like a velvet glove. I had a strange feeling that it was really wrong, but the pleasure quickly overwhelmed everything else, and I started thrusting against her. I wasn't a virgin anymore!

Again, it didn't take long for my balls to harden and my orgasm to build. Again, I didn't warn her, and with a loud groan, I came deep inside her. She didn't flinch and continued riding me until my cock went soft inside her. My semen was oozing between her lips.

I settled down when she rolled over and lay down next to me on the blanket. We were silent for about five minutes. I must have even dozed off; I remember only coming back to reality when the girls started moving.

I watched them dry themselves with a towel and put their swimsuits back on. They seemed so familiar with each other's bodies.

"How long have you been doing this?" I asked.
"Johanna and I have been having fun for a while," Eve replied. "We haven't included any boys in our games yet."

My brain was racing. Were they just masturbating together, or were they actually touching each other?

We ended up going for a swim in the sea to wash off the traces of our afternoon games and then we went back. We were all rather quiet, the magnitude of what we had done sinking in on us.

We had dinner that evening, and very quickly we were chatting and laughing as if nothing had happened. Julie was feeling better and had joined us. Our day had exhausted us, and we all went to bed quite early.

I had a studio apartment attached to the main house, and since it was the largest room, my sister and cousins ​​had moved in there, and I slept in my sister's room. A bathroom separated our rooms, and my parents' room was on the other side of the house.

During the night, I woke up to go to the bathroom and, without thinking, I went back to my room. It wasn't until I slipped under the covers that I realized my mistake. I was facing the back of Julie, my cousin, who was in my bed. The movement woke her up, and she turned toward me. She was wearing a light cotton nightgown, and in the dark, I couldn't see much.

Before I could stammer out an apology, she pulled me towards her and kissed me on the lips.
"I think I've missed all the fun this afternoon," she whispered. "Please... be my first!"

Her hands slipped under the waistband of my shorts, and I felt her warm fingers begin to caress my rock-hard cock. As she slowly stroked me up and down, I discreetly slipped my hands under her nightgown and cupped her firm breasts in my palms. I wriggled down until my face was between her breasts. I took her hard nipple between my lips and began to suck and lick it rhythmically. As I sucked on her breasts, she ran her fingers through my hair and pulled my head firmly against her chest. Young and impatient, I continued down until my head reached her pussy, under her panties. I didn't waste a second: I slipped my fingers under the elastic and slid them down her legs. She didn't hesitate for a second and helped me by lifting her buttocks off the bed. I tossed her panties to the floor and, without hesitation, buried my face between her legs. I could smell the wonderful scent of her pussy. My tongue found its way through her carpet of hair and slipped between her labia. I took her clit in my mouth and began to suck slowly. Her arousal was almost immediate, and I felt her hips begin to rotate and press against my face. I had seen how my fingers had taken Eve much further, and I slid them between her legs, into her burning pussy. She was even tighter than Eve. My fingers explored the inside of her pussy while my tongue licked and caressed her hard clit.

I thought I'd done something she didn't like when she gently pushed my head away from her pussy. "I want you inside me," she whispered shyly.

I knelt between her legs and slowly pressed the tip of my penis between her lips. "Please go slowly," she said, "it's my first time."

As I gently pushed myself inside her, I felt the smooth warmth of her pussy envelop my cock again. I felt resistance; it must be that hymen I'd heard about. I wasn't quite sure what to do and hesitated. "Push, come inside me," she gasped.

Without waiting, I applied more pressure. At first, it didn't give way, then I felt it release and my cock slid all the way in. She moaned in pain and her body tensed; I stopped immediately. We stayed like that for a few minutes, until I felt her body slowly relax. She began to gently move her hips against my cock, letting me know to continue. I slowly withdrew my cock and entered her again. We continued like that until I felt her pussy tighten. She tried to stay silent, then, with a small, muffled whimper, she came. I wasted no time following suit and ejaculated inside her.

I stayed on top of her for a while, until my cock softened and slipped out of her lips. A mixture of my sperm and her juices, with a slight trace of blood, oozed from her pussy onto the sheets.

"Thank you," she said. "It was much better than I imagined. All the girls at university told me it hurt a lot, but I didn't find it that bad."

We stayed in each other's arms until I realized I had to go back to my own bed. I didn't think my parents would be thrilled to see me naked in bed with my cousin. When I got up, I looked to the other side and saw that Eve and Johanna were wide awake, lying in each other's arms. I suppose what I saw answered my question from earlier.

The rest of our summer vacation continued in the same vein, like a summer of sexual exploration. I watched the girls play with each other, and they tried quite a few things with me, including some of the most memorable blowjobs I can recall.

Once the summer was over, we never spoke of it again. We all grew up, got married, had children, but I still have very tender memories of our summer.

My pleasure is now limited to the panties of one or the other, when I manage to grab one as they pass by. Just one breath in their panties, and the memories come flooding back.

I would welcome your comments on this one and on all my stories.