have sex with anyone else after Julian. I'm not that way."
Baby sister, you are so na ïve. I hope you don't think Seth is the only sex partner I've ever had?"
Her brows rose to accommodate her newly expanded eyes. "He isn't?"
"Not even close. Remember Bobby Carter?"
Laurel nodded.
"He was my first, but not my last. I love sex. I'll bet you'll love it too. In college I probably had seven or eight partners, including a college professor I lusted after."
"You poor thing." Laurel slipped off her seat, slid up to me and hugged me. "Did you report him?"
I shook my head. "No Laur, I seduced him. I seduced most of my partners and I gloried in the music we made together. Then, when I met Seth, I knew he would be my conductor forever. We are that good together. That was probably a benefit of sleeping around if that's what you want to call it. I knew that no one would ever play my notes the way Seth did and still does."
Laurel crossed her arms under her breasts. "Well, I'm going to make love to Julian again. And if it is good for me as you make it sound, who knows?" Laurel's normally innocent face suddenly formed a naughty smile. "Now, tell me Big Sis, why does Seth love your pussy shaved?"
I almost fell off the bench at goody-two-shoe's use of the 'P' word —the only time I ever heard her use it.
"Baby, you've never used the 'P' word or any swear word in front of me before."
She giggled. "If I knew I could get that look on your face, I would have said it before. Stop stalling, why does—"
Now, it was my turn to laugh. "All right, just don't say the 'P' word again, except in pillow talk with Julian."
A bemused look crossed Laurel's pretty face. "Pillow talk?"
I snickered. "Never mind. Seth likes me to shave there because it's better for oral sex."
Yuck, oral sex sounds awful. Laurel frowned and made a spitting sound. "Do people willingly do that?"
"Yes. There's nothing wrong with oral sex. You'll see. And if you're still planning on having sex only one time, you should do everything, including oral sex."
Staring blankly ahead, she didn't answer at first. Then, "I suppose you're right. I did feel Julian's thing this morning. It was hard. Saw it for a few seconds too."
"Was it big?"
I don't know. It seemed big to me, but it was the first time I've seen one in person. There was something mysterious about it. I had this peculiar desire to examine it, to put it in my…never mind. As for him going between my legs, isn't it dirty?"
"No! Not if you clean up properly."
"What about my secretions?"
"If you mean lubricating juices from being excited, he will probably like them. Seth likes mine."
"Really. What's it like, Seth going down on you?"
"Mmmm. I'll tell you a secret. Seth is re-eally good at it. I like it as much as intercourse, maybe more. Nothing makes me feel closer to him. Having someone oralizing your sensitive areas is the most personal form of sex. And since you're planning on doing it with Julian, I'd have Marla trim your pubis. Better yet, have her give you the Brazilian wax treatment."
Chapter Six—Baby Sister
" An older sister is a friend and defender, a listener, conspirator, a counselor and a sharer of delights - and sorrows too." ~Pam Brown~
W e stayed in the sauna about twenty more minutes and talked. Curious as a kitten, discovering life, my baby sister was suddenly determined to experience as much as she could about that, which she'd so tenaciously withheld from herself—sex. She agreed to have the wax treatment along with me. I felt a little guilty about that, knowing that would put her sex life out of commission for at least twenty-four hours, maybe more, but I figured it would give Julian the time he wanted to convince Laurel to make love with him for the legitimate reasons of mutual attraction, respect and pleasure. Not to see what she missed, something to reminisce over and pine for the rest of her life. I also managed to tie up the one little loose end; that Laurel's
Baby sister, you are so na ïve. I hope you don't think Seth is the only sex partner I've ever had?"
Her brows rose to accommodate her newly expanded eyes. "He isn't?"
"Not even close. Remember Bobby Carter?"
Laurel nodded.
"He was my first, but not my last. I love sex. I'll bet you'll love it too. In college I probably had seven or eight partners, including a college professor I lusted after."
"You poor thing." Laurel slipped off her seat, slid up to me and hugged me. "Did you report him?"
I shook my head. "No Laur, I seduced him. I seduced most of my partners and I gloried in the music we made together. Then, when I met Seth, I knew he would be my conductor forever. We are that good together. That was probably a benefit of sleeping around if that's what you want to call it. I knew that no one would ever play my notes the way Seth did and still does."
Laurel crossed her arms under her breasts. "Well, I'm going to make love to Julian again. And if it is good for me as you make it sound, who knows?" Laurel's normally innocent face suddenly formed a naughty smile. "Now, tell me Big Sis, why does Seth love your pussy shaved?"
I almost fell off the bench at goody-two-shoe's use of the 'P' word —the only time I ever heard her use it.
"Baby, you've never used the 'P' word or any swear word in front of me before."
She giggled. "If I knew I could get that look on your face, I would have said it before. Stop stalling, why does—"
Now, it was my turn to laugh. "All right, just don't say the 'P' word again, except in pillow talk with Julian."
A bemused look crossed Laurel's pretty face. "Pillow talk?"
I snickered. "Never mind. Seth likes me to shave there because it's better for oral sex."
Yuck, oral sex sounds awful. Laurel frowned and made a spitting sound. "Do people willingly do that?"
"Yes. There's nothing wrong with oral sex. You'll see. And if you're still planning on having sex only one time, you should do everything, including oral sex."
Staring blankly ahead, she didn't answer at first. Then, "I suppose you're right. I did feel Julian's thing this morning. It was hard. Saw it for a few seconds too."
"Was it big?"
I don't know. It seemed big to me, but it was the first time I've seen one in person. There was something mysterious about it. I had this peculiar desire to examine it, to put it in my…never mind. As for him going between my legs, isn't it dirty?"
"No! Not if you clean up properly."
"What about my secretions?"
"If you mean lubricating juices from being excited, he will probably like them. Seth likes mine."
"Really. What's it like, Seth going down on you?"
"Mmmm. I'll tell you a secret. Seth is re-eally good at it. I like it as much as intercourse, maybe more. Nothing makes me feel closer to him. Having someone oralizing your sensitive areas is the most personal form of sex. And since you're planning on doing it with Julian, I'd have Marla trim your pubis. Better yet, have her give you the Brazilian wax treatment."
Chapter Six—Baby Sister
" An older sister is a friend and defender, a listener, conspirator, a counselor and a sharer of delights - and sorrows too." ~Pam Brown~
W e stayed in the sauna about twenty more minutes and talked. Curious as a kitten, discovering life, my baby sister was suddenly determined to experience as much as she could about that, which she'd so tenaciously withheld from herself—sex. She agreed to have the wax treatment along with me. I felt a little guilty about that, knowing that would put her sex life out of commission for at least twenty-four hours, maybe more, but I figured it would give Julian the time he wanted to convince Laurel to make love with him for the legitimate reasons of mutual attraction, respect and pleasure. Not to see what she missed, something to reminisce over and pine for the rest of her life. I also managed to tie up the one little loose end; that Laurel's
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