Bi-Sexual Female / 51
I was born in Peru in Lima and lived there all my life until I got to know my husband, an Austrian man who worked in Peru for 5 years. We got married and I moved with him to Europe. He is a very open minded man and right from the start we talked very openly about everything we liked, wanted, aspired to and everything that previously had happened in our lives. This also and especially included our previous sexual experiences. My then boyfriend and now husband was the first person who I had told this story.
As a young girl I was brought up in a loving family with my parents, my father, who we all adored and my strict and conservative mother, who we also loved and I especially had a wonderful relationship and was very close to my grandmother, who lived with us ever since her husband had died when I was still a baby. My grandmother meant the world to me and she was the one who would comb my haid, wash me, bathe me, dress me and we would go out for walks every day and on the weekend we would travel to the centre of Lima to have lunch in her favourite restaurants. She would alwasy buy me treats, read me stories and put me to bed and I got accustomed to fall asleep with her "old ladies'" hand caressing and resting on my head until I was fast asleep.
This was my world all through the years when I went to kindergarden, primary school and secondary school. When I turned about 10 my grandmother started to take me to the countryside to visit a female cousin who had become a nun. My grandmother had agreed with my mother that she could take me there and as it was about 3 hours on the bus we would stay from Friday evening to Sunday and then return. I really liked my time there and would spend the weekend playing in the nunneries garden and my grandmother nad her cousin who were both now in their late 70-ies would chat. My grandmother on our first visit had told me that she would show me the wonderful feeling of being loved and feel totally free and looking into my eyes had asked me if I wanted this. I just looked at her and nodded and said yea. She said that if I wanted it, I would have to do what she would tell me and not ask any questions. As it was a custom between us when I wanted to show my gratitude I just took her hand, held it and kissed the back of her hand and said that I would do anything she wanted.
So when we got to the nunnery my grandmother undressed me and put on a very pretty but see through silk lacy nightie on me and also took off my panties. While we are here, my darling, she said you should feel free and for that you should just play with this dress on or be just yourself without any clothes. I remember feeling a bit odd at first but soon I was outside with the two old ladies and soon I was playing, walking and running around naked. I would sit naked on my grandmother's and her cousins lap and they would pat my bum and legs and their caresses made me feel really good. During the night we would all share a narrow bed and we would all be naked. I felt their hands on me and I also saw that they both kissed and held each other. I enjoyed the feeling of their naked warm bodies next to mine and I also remember enjoying the wonderful feelings that I felt when their hands touched and carressed my body all over and especially when one took care of my littly girlie bum and the others slid her hand between my legs and started rubbing. I did not know what it was then nor did I know what it was called but now I know that it was then when I felt my first orgasms. I accepted the lovemaking around me and the feeling of kisses and licking of my body, bum and crotch as something normal and natural.
These monthly visits continued for many years. We would travel, have wonderful meal, I would be allowed to taste my first sips of alcohol and then we would laugh and play and go to bed. I remember on occasions other "friendly" nuns would join us in our bed and also touch and kiss me and I would enjoy kissing and touching them in the way my grandmother had showed me and I would always fall asleep after a long kistt from my grandmother, telling me what a great granddaughter I was and how much she loved me and I said, I love to you too, grandmother and then her hand rested on my head as usual and I fell asleep.
During the day I would find nothing unusual about being naked all the time and playing like this in the secluded little garden. We did gardening, played ball, played games, cards and they read me stories. There were only about 10 nuns in this tiny monastery and they would all see me, watch me and over the years all would join us at night. Never more than 1 or 2 apart from my grandmother and her cousin. In the morning and the evening they and we all would shower together and the ladies would dry each other off and then apply cream to her bodies, helping each other and to me this was all so normal.
I think in my second or third yesr of our visits on occasions there would be other girls like me, who were also naked with us in the garden and I enjoyed this, as well, as I had friends of my age to play with.
I was never told to keep any of this a secret and at home, although I did not tell any to my younger sisters I told both my older sister and my mother and they said that grandmother had already told them what a good girl I was and that they were very proud of me. As long as I wanted to and I enjoyed it I could continue to travel with my grandmother to visit the "nice ladies" at the nunnery.
My last visit was when I finished secondary school and had passed the university entrance examinations and my grandmother said that I now was soon going to be a real woman and that it would no longer be appropriate to go with her to visit her cousin. I was said but at the same time I accepted it as logical and also was happy for my youngest sister who had just turned 10 to take my place and she would from now on travel with my gran once a month to visit her cousin. When my youngest sister came back from her first visit all beaming and happy I knew that she had enjoyed her time and the loving hands of that two elderly ladies who had spent the night naked with a young naked girls body between them and they had enjoyed introducing the young, sweet smelling girlie into their sensual world.
Now, of course, I understand what was going on then and that then and now this sort of thing would be classed as abuse but to me it never felt like this. I will never make any excuses and I am sure if anyone had felt that I would react strangley to what was happening to me it would all have stopped immediately. Two of my sisters were never invited to join my grandmother and today I know that both my mother and my grandmother understood that they had different characters and that would have meant that they would have had problems. My older sister, I and my youngest sister have always been very sensual and sexual girls right from a very young age. My mother, my grandmother, my older sister and my youngest sister we are all bi-sexual and we have continued to have relationships with other women but our other sisters are totally different.
When I got to know my husband and told him the story, he did not react with disgust but with first reticent excitement and then he told me that he really loved the story and that he loved the idea of haveing met a sexually liberated woman. He told me of his life and previous sexual experience. He had been a mummy's boy and his mum had bathed him, dried him and then had lovingly put cream on his body and lathed his skin and he had spent almost every evening naked on his Mum's lap while she was reading him a story and her hand were caressing him and patting his bum and traveling up and down his legs, his belly, his chest and then holding him lovingly cupping his boy penis and scrotum and he had loved the feeling. When he entered puberty he had discovered that pleasure of masturbation and soon his mother happened to come home early one afternoon and without him noticing had entered his room. First he freaked but she would smile at him and say it was Ok and that he should continue and while she caress his body with one hand she would hold his head close to her shoulder and he would continue until he climaxed. Then his mother would bring warm towels and clean him dry of his fluids. This was a routine that both mother and son kept up until he met his first girl friend. But even to this day and he was 28 when I met him he told me that he would always be naked in front of his mother and when he felt like it he would still openly masturbate in front of her and he would climax with his head against her shoulder and feeling her hand stroking his inner legs.
My future husband had told me that he had quite a few one night stands,he had travelled a lot and met a lot of people for his young age but so far had only had two long term relationships. One lasted a year and the other two years and both his girl friends had been unfaithful, had cuckolded him, both did that regularly and quite openly and that he first felt hurt but then he also noticed how incredibly aroused he became and that this now had defined his sexuality and his sexual fantsies and he hoped that although he would always be faithful to me that I would be inclined to pursue my sexual liberty and be with other men and girls as I wished. Both his girlfriends had always told him in detail about their affairs and he had enjoyed the extasy and sexual fulfilment that he experienced during those "making up" sessions. Sex had been incredble and he had more than once felt that the other men's semens was still in his girlfriends' wombs and this had been the most ecstatic sensation imaginable for him.
So then we had defined our future semi-open marriage and relationship and I have enjoyed a rich and varied sex-life with many other men and laides and have introduced quite a few young girls into the realms of sensualtiy.
As a young girl I was brought up in a loving family with my parents, my father, who we all adored and my strict and conservative mother, who we also loved and I especially had a wonderful relationship and was very close to my grandmother, who lived with us ever since her husband had died when I was still a baby. My grandmother meant the world to me and she was the one who would comb my haid, wash me, bathe me, dress me and we would go out for walks every day and on the weekend we would travel to the centre of Lima to have lunch in her favourite restaurants. She would alwasy buy me treats, read me stories and put me to bed and I got accustomed to fall asleep with her "old ladies'" hand caressing and resting on my head until I was fast asleep.
This was my world all through the years when I went to kindergarden, primary school and secondary school. When I turned about 10 my grandmother started to take me to the countryside to visit a female cousin who had become a nun. My grandmother had agreed with my mother that she could take me there and as it was about 3 hours on the bus we would stay from Friday evening to Sunday and then return. I really liked my time there and would spend the weekend playing in the nunneries garden and my grandmother nad her cousin who were both now in their late 70-ies would chat. My grandmother on our first visit had told me that she would show me the wonderful feeling of being loved and feel totally free and looking into my eyes had asked me if I wanted this. I just looked at her and nodded and said yea. She said that if I wanted it, I would have to do what she would tell me and not ask any questions. As it was a custom between us when I wanted to show my gratitude I just took her hand, held it and kissed the back of her hand and said that I would do anything she wanted.
So when we got to the nunnery my grandmother undressed me and put on a very pretty but see through silk lacy nightie on me and also took off my panties. While we are here, my darling, she said you should feel free and for that you should just play with this dress on or be just yourself without any clothes. I remember feeling a bit odd at first but soon I was outside with the two old ladies and soon I was playing, walking and running around naked. I would sit naked on my grandmother's and her cousins lap and they would pat my bum and legs and their caresses made me feel really good. During the night we would all share a narrow bed and we would all be naked. I felt their hands on me and I also saw that they both kissed and held each other. I enjoyed the feeling of their naked warm bodies next to mine and I also remember enjoying the wonderful feelings that I felt when their hands touched and carressed my body all over and especially when one took care of my littly girlie bum and the others slid her hand between my legs and started rubbing. I did not know what it was then nor did I know what it was called but now I know that it was then when I felt my first orgasms. I accepted the lovemaking around me and the feeling of kisses and licking of my body, bum and crotch as something normal and natural.
These monthly visits continued for many years. We would travel, have wonderful meal, I would be allowed to taste my first sips of alcohol and then we would laugh and play and go to bed. I remember on occasions other "friendly" nuns would join us in our bed and also touch and kiss me and I would enjoy kissing and touching them in the way my grandmother had showed me and I would always fall asleep after a long kistt from my grandmother, telling me what a great granddaughter I was and how much she loved me and I said, I love to you too, grandmother and then her hand rested on my head as usual and I fell asleep.
During the day I would find nothing unusual about being naked all the time and playing like this in the secluded little garden. We did gardening, played ball, played games, cards and they read me stories. There were only about 10 nuns in this tiny monastery and they would all see me, watch me and over the years all would join us at night. Never more than 1 or 2 apart from my grandmother and her cousin. In the morning and the evening they and we all would shower together and the ladies would dry each other off and then apply cream to her bodies, helping each other and to me this was all so normal.
I think in my second or third yesr of our visits on occasions there would be other girls like me, who were also naked with us in the garden and I enjoyed this, as well, as I had friends of my age to play with.
I was never told to keep any of this a secret and at home, although I did not tell any to my younger sisters I told both my older sister and my mother and they said that grandmother had already told them what a good girl I was and that they were very proud of me. As long as I wanted to and I enjoyed it I could continue to travel with my grandmother to visit the "nice ladies" at the nunnery.
My last visit was when I finished secondary school and had passed the university entrance examinations and my grandmother said that I now was soon going to be a real woman and that it would no longer be appropriate to go with her to visit her cousin. I was said but at the same time I accepted it as logical and also was happy for my youngest sister who had just turned 10 to take my place and she would from now on travel with my gran once a month to visit her cousin. When my youngest sister came back from her first visit all beaming and happy I knew that she had enjoyed her time and the loving hands of that two elderly ladies who had spent the night naked with a young naked girls body between them and they had enjoyed introducing the young, sweet smelling girlie into their sensual world.
Now, of course, I understand what was going on then and that then and now this sort of thing would be classed as abuse but to me it never felt like this. I will never make any excuses and I am sure if anyone had felt that I would react strangley to what was happening to me it would all have stopped immediately. Two of my sisters were never invited to join my grandmother and today I know that both my mother and my grandmother understood that they had different characters and that would have meant that they would have had problems. My older sister, I and my youngest sister have always been very sensual and sexual girls right from a very young age. My mother, my grandmother, my older sister and my youngest sister we are all bi-sexual and we have continued to have relationships with other women but our other sisters are totally different.
When I got to know my husband and told him the story, he did not react with disgust but with first reticent excitement and then he told me that he really loved the story and that he loved the idea of haveing met a sexually liberated woman. He told me of his life and previous sexual experience. He had been a mummy's boy and his mum had bathed him, dried him and then had lovingly put cream on his body and lathed his skin and he had spent almost every evening naked on his Mum's lap while she was reading him a story and her hand were caressing him and patting his bum and traveling up and down his legs, his belly, his chest and then holding him lovingly cupping his boy penis and scrotum and he had loved the feeling. When he entered puberty he had discovered that pleasure of masturbation and soon his mother happened to come home early one afternoon and without him noticing had entered his room. First he freaked but she would smile at him and say it was Ok and that he should continue and while she caress his body with one hand she would hold his head close to her shoulder and he would continue until he climaxed. Then his mother would bring warm towels and clean him dry of his fluids. This was a routine that both mother and son kept up until he met his first girl friend. But even to this day and he was 28 when I met him he told me that he would always be naked in front of his mother and when he felt like it he would still openly masturbate in front of her and he would climax with his head against her shoulder and feeling her hand stroking his inner legs.
My future husband had told me that he had quite a few one night stands,he had travelled a lot and met a lot of people for his young age but so far had only had two long term relationships. One lasted a year and the other two years and both his girl friends had been unfaithful, had cuckolded him, both did that regularly and quite openly and that he first felt hurt but then he also noticed how incredibly aroused he became and that this now had defined his sexuality and his sexual fantsies and he hoped that although he would always be faithful to me that I would be inclined to pursue my sexual liberty and be with other men and girls as I wished. Both his girlfriends had always told him in detail about their affairs and he had enjoyed the extasy and sexual fulfilment that he experienced during those "making up" sessions. Sex had been incredble and he had more than once felt that the other men's semens was still in his girlfriends' wombs and this had been the most ecstatic sensation imaginable for him.
So then we had defined our future semi-open marriage and relationship and I have enjoyed a rich and varied sex-life with many other men and laides and have introduced quite a few young girls into the realms of sensualtiy.
