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Nini's trip to America  --  edited and unified into one document
from some letters to a friend. 

"Nini" is a foreign student who lives with us and who related
this story to us via a series of letters she had written to a
friend. She asked that I edit it and make it into a story and it
is published with her express consent (and enthusiasm) Naturally
her name and her friend's names have been changed but the rest
are original.

This is an absolutely true story about two kids who went to the
US as virgins and came back the same way. There is no fucking,
sucking or anal sex in this account. Just what happened. Its
eroticism lies in its innocence and the fact that what was
happening only became evident after she was back home. The
parents she mentioned are her real parents in Indonesia, not her
host parents, my wife and I, here in Australia.

Enjoy!

August 1999

1.  Going broke in America

In July 1998 my best friend, Jenny, who is also Indo-Chinese like
me, won a competition run by a milk company here in Australia.
The prize was a trip for two people to Disneyland/Universal
Studios in California for 10 days.  She was 18 and I was only 17
at that time and Mum and Dad thought I might be a bit young to
go. But I begged them all the time to let me and at last they
agreed. Jenny won the trip and $2500 (Australian...which is about
1550 USD) plus accommodation in Annahiem and also in Los Angeles
near Universal Studios. I did not have much money and my family
and friends collected about 500 USD - like an early Christmas
present! 

We flew to Sydney after exams were finished in mid November on a
domestic flight and then caught the Air New Zealand jumbo jet to
LA which was fantastic. I love flying in jumbos! We transferred
in a shuttle van to a nice hotel in Annahiem and spent the next 2
days in Disneyland....which was enough! On the third day we went
to Knotts Berry farm which was 'weak' after Disneyland. We were
actually getting a bit bored and couldn't wait to get to LA. On
the fourth day we did a day trip to Mexico and went mad shopping
there...I loved that! We even tried drinking margarita but it was
too strong for me (not for Jenny who is a big drinker...she
finished mine too!)

The best fun happened in LA. We arrived there on a Friday
afternoon and the hotel was fantastic...posh! We had a nice
Chinese meal in the evening and the restaurant was so crowded.
The waiter asked if we would mind if another couple sat at our
table because there was two spare seats and we said it was OK.
And that's how we met Brian and Julie from San Jose. They flew
down for the weekend and had never been to Universal before. He
is in the photographic department of a publication in SJ and used
to be a photographer but now is sort of like the boss of his
department...(I am not quite sure). His wife Julie is what I
thought all California ladies would be like: blonde, pretty,
gorgeous figure and a wonderful personality. They had never met
anything like us: Indonesian Chinese girls from Australia who
spoke like 'limeys' and did not know any Chinese language!  Jenny
is very 'outrageous' personality and attracts people quickly. I
am quiet and because I don't (actually can't) drink !
alcohol, people think I am deep and thoughtful! But Jenny...she
drinks like a fish and is always making people laugh...until she
suddenly gets very sleepy and has to go to bed and is just dies!!
Such a funny girl!

We agreed to go to Universal Studios with Brian and Julie the
next day and had a real blast. I really liked the  "Back to the
Future" ride. I was too scared to go on the Jurassic Park
one...it looked scary. We had Mexican food there and I loved that
too. They had to fly back to SJ the next day in the afternoon on
a shuttle flight and suggested we come up and  stay with them
because it was silly to come to America and not see San Francisco
and all that. I was doubtful because I was running out of money
and I was not sure about the reaction I would get from home if I
stayed longer. But amazingly, when I rang home to tell them we
had been invited to stay in SJ maybe until Christmas (almost a
month) they said OK and agreed it was silly to go all that way
and not see more of the country and said they would send me some
more money.(Another $100 USD!! Not enough!)

It was easy to re-book our return with Air New Zealand and we
then got a Greyhound  bus to SJ and arrived there on Tuesday
night.  Brian and Julie met us at the bus station and took us to
their house which was pretty posh and as I have said, it
overlooked the valley and I could see the airport and the planes
taking off and landing. My bedroom was downstairs at one end of
the house and Jenny's was up a set of stairs at the other in a
lovely little attic room that looked into the back garden. We
were so lucky!

That night we were taken to the Mexican restaurant in Milpitas
and had a wonderful meal and the doggy bags lasted two days!
Jenny got her favourite: margarita !! I really think that the
California economy would have noticed when she went home because
they would not be selling so much margartita mix any more!!! I
like the taste...but I am sort of allergic to alcohol like many
Chinese and Japanese people are. Not all...just some.

While Brian was at work Julie took us to lots of places. Like
Mount  Hamilton, Winchester House, Gilroy (love that!), Great
Mall shopping centre (LOVE that!!), the Ranch Market near the
Great Mall which is a wonderful Asian supermarket where we bought
heaps of food to cook Indonesian food for them as our
contribution.  

One day Jenny and I went into San Jose and caught a train to SF 
and we had a great time but not much money to spend!! We also
went to SF another day on the BART train from Freemont...

I was having a wonderful time but my problem was my money. I just
did not have enough. I started to stay at home more and watch
cable TV. Jenny was getting a bit low but had lent me $100 and
she had enough to last until we were going home. Brian and Julie
had bought us a one-way trip on the United Airlines shuttle to LA
to get the plane home. I hate being broke...and there was so much
I wanted to buy! Sigh...

One day Julie took Jenny to have her hair done. Brian asked me if
I would like to go into his office and see how the (publication
name deleted) worked. I said 'sure would!"  So I went there and
had a ball! I spent the morning in the darkroom and the editing
rooms and seeing how they use computer programs like Photoshop
and Corel Draw to do the work that used to be done in the dark.
In the afternoon I got my lucky break. I went with a photographer
called Max all afternoon while he did various photos of  things
around the city that the he had been given a list of. We visited
a friend of his and they were shooting clothes fashions with
beautiful models...so exciting!  Just before we got back he
bought me a coffee and a cinnamon bun. He said I was very pretty
and had a lovely figure and I thanked him and told him I did not
agree about my tiny  bustline! He said that for some girls who
model that is a plus not a minus. 

On the way back home I told Brian I had had a wonderful day and
it had not cost me a cent! He asked me then how my finances were
going and I admitted... "they have gone!!" and explained that I
didn't have enough money to go with Jenny to have my hair done!
He said he understood.

Well....the next day when Brian came home from work and while
Jenny was in the shower he called me into the TV room with Julie.
 He said that he was not pushing me at all and that the decision
was mine 100%, but the photographer who had taken me out the day
before (Max, and who I really liked and was a lovely older man)
had wondered if  I was getting low on finances and had asked
Brian if it was so. Brian said yes. So Brian  said to me that if
I would like to spend the day in a studio modelling (and Julie
would be with me all the time) he would pay me $250. But there
was a catch: no clothes!! It would not be pornographic but
artistic, and not for publication now or any time in the future.
Just for his own portfolio. I was so amazed! No one had ever seen
me without clothes on in my life except maybe Jenny once or twice
on this trip. I said I would have to think about it...deeply!
They kept saying it was my decision and they were not pushing me
to do it or not to do it. Jenny th!
en came out from her shower and we stopped talking about it. But
later that night Jenny had a couple of drinks too many and Julie
took her off to her bedroom and told me to hang around and not go
to bed yet.  When she came back she said that Jenny was out to it
and she had undressed her and put her to bed. 

So we had a chance to chat about my offer and weigh up the good
and bad points. We came to this conclusion: this was America not
Australia. No-one would know me there. They are not for 
publication and if they were published without my agreeing (which
I would NEVER do) I could sue them for millions. Also it would be
an amazing experience and Julie said it would be a sort of
'awakening' for my womanhood/sexuality. I  did not know what she
meant at the time but now I do now. The bad side would be that I
guesses I would be embarrassed half to death to have people see
my body but I  assumed that once they have seen it there is
nothing more to look at. Julie told me that when you make it with
a guy and he  sees you undressed  for the first time it is
embarrassing...but later you wonder why you felt that way. This
seemed to make sense to me. Brian said that what was attracting
Max and others too in his department was that I was 18 (they
thought!) but had the body (boobs!) of a 13 or!
 14 year old  girl. 

I thought all night and still couldn't make up my mind. That
evening he brought home a contract for me to read. It said things
like... 'by signing this contract you attest that you are above
18 years of age, you are not being coerced into this, you realise
that photos may be clothed or unclothed, and that to have a photo
published it must have a signed consent form on the back each and
every individual picture'. This meant newspapers, magazines and
internet. Brian said he brought it home for me to see not to
sign. If I wanted to do it Max and I could sign it anytime after
or during the shoot. Not before because he would want to see me
(!) first because maybe I would not be suitable. The payment was
on both our signatures and if we both signed and he did not want
to use me he would still have to pay for one day.

Well, as you have probably guessed, I decided to do it. Julie
promised to be with me all the time because I was a bit scared of
'funny business'. So on a Sunday afternoon Julie told Jenny that
she was taking me to see a friend of hers in downtown SJ and that
Brian would take her to a bar which specialises in Margarita
drinks : she loved that! Max told Brian to tell me that I should
not wear any underwear for two hours before the shoot because the
elastic would leave marks on my skin. So about 11 o'clock I put
on a warm long dress (it was getting cool as winter came on) with
buttons down the front and  with nothing underneath. Strange
feeling! 
We arrived at the studio at 1 o'clock and it was nice and warm
thank heavens! Max said it was nice to see me again and
introduced me to his make up assistant whose name was Lisa. Julie
told him I was very nervous and had never done this before. Max
was so nice. He said every girl has a 'first time' in modelling
and he understood it might be embarrassing for a while but that
feeling would pass quickly as 'you realise that you are a very
pretty person and this attention is all for you'...or something
like that. I was nervous...yes...but excited too and suddenly
started to wish he would get me out of my misery and start! 
 
He set up his camera and said that the time had come to see if I
was what he wanted. He asked me to undo my buttons and bare my
body to the waist. He said that if that test was passed, he would
ask me to take the dress off and Julie could hang it up. But if
my breasts were not suitable I would not have to take everything
off. He asked if that was ok and I said yes and undid my dress.
Everyone came around to look...what an experience! Bare to the
waist !! I waited for the comments and he said: "perfect...better
than I could have hoped for...ok, take it all off!" And then I
took my dress off and gave it to Julie. I was
naked...nude...exposed. I remember Max and Lisa saying something
about how I was 18 and looked like I was barely starting
puberty...I just blushed bright red! Lisa sat me on a stool  and
started to make my face up. I have a small mole on my tummy and
that was covered with make up. And then, maybe ten minutes after
I had taken off my dress I suddenly felt proud of!
 myself...so adult...and my embarrassment almost disappeared
completely. She was a great make up girl and hairdresser too. I
checked myself in the mirror and I was so proud...I really looked
very nice. Even my legs seemed to be more shapely!
Well he must have taken a million photos of me. No problems about
pornography  at all. Of course full frontal and even some close
ups  of my pubic region but with flowers and other
decorations...quite funny really. I could say no to any shot but
I did not because I thought that he has hired me for the
afternoon and unless it is offensive he can take photos of what
ever he wants to. The only photo I a bit doubtful about was a low
shot of me looking down to the camera which was shooting up and
he was lying on the floor between my legs. But when I saw this
pic at another time I was thrilled: it was just terrific and the
area I was worried about was out of focus slightly.

This was the beginning of my USA modelling career! I posed for
two other photographers after Max said..."you are worth more than
$250...ask for $500 and be prepared to barter slightly." So the
other two guys paid me $425 and $450...so you can see I make over
$1100 (USD) for being a show off!!  They were all nice guys and
all were gentlemen. I never felt threatened by them and there
were no silly remarks...and all knew I was 'innocent' as far as
experience with guys goes, and respected me for that. But all
thought I was over 18...so I was the naughty one ...not them! The
second lot was in a studio (with a friend of Max )and  I had some
lovely photos taken by another guy on the beach near Pacifica and
I have some of them emailed to me from this guy and I keep them
hidden very well!. I was too scared to bring them home and get
caught in customs so I got some emailed and he will send me more
if I want. I am sure you would agree they are very nice and not
really porno. The second g!
uy was the boldest of them and he still sometimes emails me. Max
warned me he might be like that and to say NO! if I wasoffended.

Well, that is the first part of my story. I have told you I am
pretty innocent!  I have aspirations to be a writer when I finish
university. I will be doing Arts with a major in English. I am in
my last year of high school now and already have good results in
English. I am very proud to tell you that I won the prize for
English last year (The "William Blake Prize" donated by
PepsiCola) and that was $500 (Aust) which added to my good
fortune!! Heheheh


I have decided to call my story to you by the following chapter
names:


3.  The Experience.
4.  The Mystery!

2. The Awakening.

It's like writing a book or short story for you.  You'll have
four chapters to read and I've already sent you the first one and
now I'm going to write the second called "The Awakening" because
this is when for the first time in my life I really felt like a
female/woman as opposed to feeling like 'a person' ... you
understand what I mean?  I call it "the awakening" because that's
what Julie said on the way to my first posing session.  I didn't
know  what she meant then and on the way home afterwards  it
began to start making some sense.

When Max had finished taking the pictures of me Julie asked him
if he had a shower so that I could wash off all the make up and
look "normal" again.  Lisa showed me where the shower was and
gave me a towel and some soap.  Later when we were driving home
which takes about half an hour, Julie told me what Max had said
while I was out of the room.  Apparently he was amazed at how
young I looked and how young I acted and was not surprised when
Julie told him that I had had no experience with sex.  He said
that I have the body  of 14 year old girl and such an innocent
oriental look about me that it was hard to remember that I was
actually an adult (legally).  He commented on my 'naivete' when I
was posing and said that professional models doing nude work
always worry about not revealing any of themselves.  He said I
didn't appear be aware at all or seem to care.  Julie asked me if
I had noticed anything about Max when he was photographing me and
I said no I had not.  She said that !
he had a "hard on" most of the time and it had amused her
watching how he tried to hide it.  I honestly had not noticed but
I was surprised and impressed that I had had such an effect on an
adult man ... I mean that he could not control his own body.  She
couldn't believe I had not ever seen a man in that condition
before even though she knew I had never had any experiences.


In the second session I mentioned above, there were  more people
than just Max and Lisa.  This guy was Max's friend and he had
someone helping him.  Max of course was there to introduce me.  I
think he thought he was my agent now!  I'm still not quite sure,
and nor was Julie, who was the photographer!  The guy who seem to
be in charge did not pick up the camera but directed the other
guy to take the photos ... for instance angles, lighting and
things like that.  What Julie had said was true and this time I
made sure I looked.  Sure enough at some time during the
afternoon all of these three men had effect from looking at my
body.  I noticed sometimes a guy would put his hand in his pocket
and I could see that he was trying to adjust himself.  Other
times I could just see that there was something going on now
where nothing had been going on before!  As I think I told you in
my last chapter this photographer was much bolder than Max and
took many more photos of me front-on.  I r!
ealised after while that he was trying to get me to pose  in more
sexually explicit ways than Max had. Julie said to him that he
could not take photos of me which she called "spreads" without
asking and anyway my face must not be showing.  We came to an
understanding that if my face was not showing, well, it did not
matter much what he wanted to take photos of...even close-up. I
told him it didn't matter and Julie agreed that that although the
shoot was definitely sexual in nature  (different to 'sexy') it
was not dangerous if I was anonymous.  Because this guy was
paying me over 400 U.S. dollars for three hours I said to myself
"he can take photographs of whatever he wants ... this is not so
bad!"  I was  "wide-open exposed"  but not embarrassed ... don't
you think that's amazing for the second time I had done this? And
that is why I call this story for you "the awakening"


I have told you, honestly, that I have known about orgasms since
I was about 14. We had discussed this in SJ on our "Wild Saturday
Nights" (which I will tell you about in another "chapter"). 
Julie knew I was a virgin and had no experience and she asked me
what I thought about (fantasy) when I was doing that.  I told to
I didn't think about anything.  I just thought it felt nice to do
that and I loved the orgasm at the end and usually after that I
went to sleep.  She asked me, "don't you think about boys or
someone else?  Don't you think of kissing, hugging someone or
having someone touch your breasts?"  And I told her that I did
not and I never had.  She said she had never heard of anyone like
that before and she said it  just made me seem more innocent and
sweeter than ever.  She was surprised that I had never
masturbated a boy or had one touch me. Now I have told you this
because that night when I went to bed and I made myself have some
orgasms, for the first time in my lif!
e I thought about those men who had been looking at me during the
day and I imagined they were all undressed too and I could see
their private parts.  "My awakening"!! And from that day until
today I always think about (imagine) something sexy.

I know that Jenny is more experienced that I am but I also know
she is also a virgin.  Once she told me she had gone a bit too
far with a boy but not "all the way".  So we are a good pair!


3.  The Experience.


Are you ready for my next chapter called "The Experience" ?? I am
enjoying writing these experiences to you so much! It is like
having my holiday over again. Also I shall print them out and
keep them and when I am older  I will be able to remember the
trip. 

In my last chapter I mentioned our "Wild Saturday Nights". Every
Saturday night Brian and Julie always  try to have an evening at
home and they have a nice meal and a few drinks and smoke
marijuana (is that how it is spelled?)  I hate smoking anything
so I was not interested in smoking it but Julie had some
'cookies' which her friend made and I tried half of one on the
first Saturday night and it was a lovely feeling...but only just
sort of relaxing for me...not drunk feeling. After the first time
I was able to have a whole cookie and while they all drank
alcohol and smoked 'pot' I just floated about deliciously! What a
lovely sleep I had on Saturday nights!  I always seemed to be
'sensible' ( but very giggly) and  they all got so goofy when
they had it with Margarita (Jenny) or scotch whisky (Brian and
Julie). But I am telling you this because that's when we had a
our wonderful open conversations...usually sex subjects of
course! Its when I told them (and so did Jenny) that I!
 was a virgin and we both admitted that we knew  about
masturbation and orgasms. I complained about my small bust  and
Jenny told us how she had 'lusted' over a guy and what she told
us in minute detail what she had wanted to do to and with him!!
Jenny and Brian told us stories of what they had done before they
met and how many people they had slept with...it was so much
fun!! Our conversations were so open and without blushing. Jenny
usually did not last past  midnight if she had a 'nightcap'.
Julie would help her to her bedroom and put her to bed. As I
said...I had the BEST sleeps after my one cookie!

This was our Saturday nights! Often Jenny and I would ask Julie
to take us to the Ranch Market near the Great Mall and we would
make a wonderful Indonesian meal for them. They will fry fish for
you there free...what a service!  And Julie and Brian would
supply the margarita mix and tequila for Jenny and a cookie for
me! hehehe

Well, the last night we were there was a Saturday and we flew by
shuttle to LA on Sunday at 5pm to get the Air New Zealand flight
from LAX at 9pm. So we decided to have a lovely meal for the last
time. 

In the courtyard outside Jenny's window was a spa (They called it
a jacuzzi or a name like that). They said that they hardly used
it in autumn-winter because the water was cold and took too long
to heat up. But to celebrate our last night with them they agreed
to get it heated up for the evening...it takes a long time and a
lot of power.

Brian spent a lot of time cleaning it and getting it ready ,
cleaning and so on. About   9-30 Brian checked it and said it was
warm enough and we all went and put on our bathing costumes. They
had all been drinking and I had eaten a bit  more than a whole
cookie and was feeling great!  The spa has a wide rim and they
could have their drinks on the edge as they sat in the water. I
had another half a cookie to have later (which I did!)

It was lovely in the water and the bubbles feel so nice. I had
been in a spa before in Australia but it was inside a hotel room
with Mum and Dad and not as much fun as this in the open air with
friends and  with my cookie doing its magic! Lots of drinking and
laughing...a real blast! Jenny wanted to go to the bathroom and
as soon as she got out of the hot water was a bit unsteady so I
said I would help her. We went to her room and she went to the
loo and I could see out the window from upstairs. I thought what
a nice couple they were to us. They did not know I was watching
and I saw them hug each other and kiss and he had his hand on one
of her breasts....what a loving couple. As I spied on them they
refilled my glass with orange juice and topped up Jenny's drink.

I was going to miss them. I was sure!

As we walked down the stairs Jenny said to me that she had drunk
enough for one evening and I said "I have bad news for you: I
just saw them refill your glass!" "Oh shit!" she said...  "I have
had enough! I bet I can't finish it!"  And sure enough...about 15
minutes later she almost went to sleep in the pool. Julie who was
sitting next to her grabbed her and said she would take her to
her bedroom and put her to bed. We got her out of the spa and she
managed to put her arm around Julie who was back ten minutes
later with her wet bathing suit which she hung over a chair to
dry out overnight.

Julie jumped back into the spa and asked if Brian had turned off
the heater. He said yes...a long time ago. Julie said  "I'm
freezing cold! Look at my nipples!" and we saw they were standing
up. "Lets go inside where it is warm!"

We went into the house and dried ourselves with  towels. Julie
looked at me and said, "Brian...look at Nini's nipples...she is
cold too! You are so cruel to us!"  So Brian said, "Look at her
nipples ? I am the only person who has NOT looked at her body
which you keep telling me is so beautiful! You have, Max
has...the other guys have. Jenny probably has...but not me!"

"Poor baby" said Julie. "Why don't you ask her nicely now because
she has to get out of her wet suit anyway and hang it up?" She
winked at me.

I then said, "So do you Julie. If you will take off your bathers
I will take off mine...Is that fair?"

Brian said, "That's fair!!! I agree...both of you!"

So it was agreed and we both turned our backs on Brian and took
off our bathers. Julie has a beautiful body with the most
wonderful bust I have ever seen. I felt so silly and baby-ish!
"On the count of three...we turn around...one  -  two  -THREE!"
and we turned around!

Brians hands drifted to his front. "Put your hands on your hips,
buster!" said Julie and then she said, "See...look! He is
hard...Look at that!" And it was obvious that he has an erection
under his bathing trunks. 

"OK...take them off...show Nini what YOU are made of"  said
Julie. He did, and I saw a man for the first time in my life. I
don't know what I was expecting, but it was bigger than I
imagined. It sort of sat up at 45 degree angle pointing up and
wobbled when he walked. Julie said we could maybe make it even 
bigger and she stood behind me and hugged me and then ran her
hands up between my legs and over my pubic hair and then for a
moment  held both my boobs in her warm hands. He called her 'a
bitch' and told her to stop which she did and we all laughed. 
Julie told me to feel how hard it was and I squeezed it on the
sides with my finger and thumb. It was very tight feeling and
then she said "Now try" and she pushed it downwards so it was 
slightly 'aiming' down. This time I felt it and it was as hard as
if it had a bone inside. 

"Hey" said Julie, "get your digital and take a photo of Nini and
me! Do you mind, Nini??"

"I don't mind" I said

Brian got the camera, his 'willy' bouncing as he walked. He took
a photo of Julie and me with our arms around each other and then
frontal, arm-in-arm. 

"Put the timer on, Brian and get in the photo with us" Julie
suggested

"Don't email it to me" I laughed, "My parents would certainly see
it!"

So we stood up in front of the cameras blinking light.
"One-two-three" said Brian and the flash popped in our faces.

"How about one with Nini holding my willy and you hold one of her
tits?" asked  Brian.  "Would you mind, Nini?"

"Just one" I agreed, hoping I would never regret the extra cookie
I had eaten and which had made me so brave!

Flash!! He took it with my hand holding his erect penis, mouth
wide open laughing, and Julie with an arm around my shoulder and
a hand down holding one of my breasts.

Julie said "OK...OK...That's enough!" but  she was laughing.  "We
have enough of a  collection to remember the girls visit with".

 She said she was going to have a quick shower and would come up
and say goodnight to me before she went to bed. I said goodnight
to Brian and he said "Thanks for showing me your beautiful body"
and I said "Thanks for showing me your beautiful...um...body
too"!!! We all laughed!

I went outside and hung up my bathers to dry and then went to my
bed, still with nothing on and jumped in. I was so 'horny'. I
immediately 'wanked" myself (as Jenny calls it)  to a very quick
orgasm remembering and thinking about  what I had just felt and
seen. Sometimes when I have an orgasm it is good, sometimes it is
so-so and sometimes it is a disappointment. This one was GOOD!!
And so quick! I had left the light on because Julie was going to
say goodnight to me. I lay there and she soon arrived and she now
had her dressing gown on. She kneeled next to the bed and held my
hand. "Big night, huh?" she asked. I said yes...very big. "Will
you be masturbating ?" she asked.  I giggled... "I already
have...while you were in the shower!" 

"Really? I bet you are 'messy'!" she said and then with no
warning at all put her hand under the covers and onto me down
there feeling me. She touched my sensitive spot and I jumped and
half sat up closing my legs and said "No ! Dont!" Her hand came
out very quickly and she said, "Oh my sweetie...I am so sorry. I
did not want to offend or frighten you". 

Stupidly I said, "No...that is not the problem. It is very very
sensitive when I have just had an orgasm"

"Let me see how wet you are...and I wont touch your sensitive 
little spot" she said

Without waiting for me to agree she thrust her hand under the
overs and said, "Open sesame!"

I parted my legs and I felt her finger inside my lips there and I
was so wet and slippery. She felt me for a moment and said, "you
are wonderful...so sad you are going tomorrow"

She sighed sadly.

"So ...  if I had come up here straight away with you just then
instead of showering, you might have let me do that for you?" she
asked and I said I did not know...I said I was confused.

"What a pity...what a pity" she said "I would love to spend the
night with you and hug you all night. But you two girls have got
Brian so horny he will be coming to look for me soon" 

Then she did a strange thing. She put the finger she had felt me
with  into her mouth and said, "Finger lickin' good!" and then
kissed me so very gently and for a long time on my lips andleft.

I was on fire! I really could not tell you how many orgasms I
have had remembering that kiss. And that is what I often think
about! What a sexy couple. What an experience!

I have tried to write this like a book to make it more
interesting. I am not sure I have been able to remember almost
exactly what they said...but it near enough! 

But up till now, that is my only sex experience with other people
in my life. So...pretty boring I guess if you compare me with
other 18 year olds. But I have a lot to look forward to when the
right time comes and I am more interested in boys now than I was
before America! And although I am definitely not  'gay', I can
now understand lesbians and bi-sexual girls more than I ever
would without that experience and would not be frightened if I
meet any.. 

The Mystery

After we were back in Australia and the holiday was over it all
seemed like a dream. We had done so much and met such interesting
people and in my case, become 'awakened' and proud of my body. It
was interesting to wonder why, and as Jenny pointed out, and it
was obvious to most people, my breasts really started to put on
size after that trip. Whether it was the fact that I had sexual
fantasies now and more often than before I got a 'turn on' from
massaging my breasts and nipples...I don't know. But I  bet Max
in SJ would be surprised to see me now!

The mystery....I bet you  are wondering about that. Well he it
is:
 
One evening Jenny and I went out here to a Mexican restaurant
together. We love Mexican food and you can be sure they serve
margaritas!  During the meal Jenny said that there were a few
things she wanted to ask me about our stay in SJ.

First she asked me what usually happened when she 'flaked' after
too much drink. I told her that Julie  would take her off to her
bedroom and come back to re-join us after she had put her to bed.


"And then?" she asked

"Nothing. We just chatted and went to bed.  Why?"

"Because on some nights we were there I could drink five
margaritas  and go to bed myself (a bit tiddly but not 'smashed')
and other nights I would just pass out after four. And on the
nights I passed out I woke up with nothing on in the morning. I
usually sleep in a 'T-shirt" and panties...so I knew someone had
put me to bed."

'Go on" I said.

And when I had been put to bed like that I had sort of 'dreams'.
But because I was so sleepy/drunk I couldn't work out if it was
real or a dream."

"What sort of 'dreams'" I asked

"Like..I was naked and exposed - legs wide apart - and people
were there... whispering...and there was 'lightening'. And my
pants were being taken off...but not pulled  down my legs And in
the dream someone was licking me between my legs...you know,
'going down' on me  is what they call it".

"Yes...I know that. And what else? Did you fight them off?"

"No. It was beautiful. Erotic and I orgasmed. And in the
morning...I would lie there and wonder 'did that really happen?
Who is doing this to me ?' And... "

"And? And what?"

"I was wet there. But...I have had  sex dreams before with an
orgasm and I am wet in the morning. Such a mystery" she sighed.

"Amazing" I said, with a slow sneaky notion what had been
occurring.

"I was just wondering," she said, "if you had anything like that
happen...but you don't get pissed, do you?" 

"Just as well! " I said, sidestepping  her question.

"And there is something else which I cant understand" she went
on. "you remember before we went to the US we both went up to
Target and I bought seven pairs of white cotton panties? One for
every day of the week? That's all I took, right?""

I nodded in agreement

"And you have none like that and Julie never had any in the
washing when we did their washing, right?"

"Right" I agreed.

"Well, explain this: All my pants are the same. All of them had
"Target Australia - Made in China" on the tag. They now have
'Target America - Made in Honduras'. Other than that, they are
identical. I just noticed it when I was on the toilet and I saw
the tag. So I checked all of them and that's what I found!"

"That's amazing" I gulped

"My pants have been replaced.  All  my pants have been taken. Why
would they have wanted my pants?  I start to think that they were
cut off me in my so-called dreams and they just hoped I would not
notice the replacements. So spooky! And the 'lightening' was a
camera's flash. Maybe I was photographed! Brian  was a
photographer and they had a digital camera!"

My eyes widened and my mouth sagged.  I asked: "What about on the
last night?"

"I woke up with nothing on in the morning but also during the
night I woke up feeling cold and the light was on in my  room and
the door was wide open and anyone could have seen me if they
stood at the door. So I got up, closed the door, turned the light
off and pulled the covers over me and went back to sleep. I
couldn't be bothered getting my 't' shirt and pants on. But no
'dreams'."

"Bloody hell," I thought. I remembered that I was mystified when
Julie said to me on that last night that "both of you girls have
got Brian so horny". Maybe while she was with me Brian was
looking at the naked Jenny, drunk on her bed with the light on 
and that's why 'both' of us had got him horny. And now I
absolutely knew that he had taken photos of her too! 

"That's an amazing story, Jen" I said...maybe Brian wanted your
pants as a souvenir...heheheh"

"He could have asked...I thought he was so gorgeous." She said
and then, as an afterthought..."I hope they were clean!" And we
both laughed.


Author, S. Wijaya,  may be emailed at   smiling19w@netscape.net

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