The story of Natalie - Part 3: The surprise

I rode my bike home faster than I ever have before. I don't think mom expected me home yet. "Good", I thought as I saw her busy in another room. She didn't notice me come in. My brothers were in their room and my dad was gone at work. I could close my door and have a few minutes to myself. I could feel myself. My panties were soaked and came off first.

I went to try and hide. They were way to wet for my diary box right now. Perhaps with the dirty clothes from yesterday. That might work. I picked them up and instantly froze. My panties had white stuff on it. It was gross and looked like snot. Did he cum inside me before he stopped? I had to know if it felt the same way to my touch that it did in my mouth.

Shit. It did. Did he cum in me too? What is this? Am I going to get pregnant? Shit. My mom is going to kill me.

"Maybe it's just mine", I thought to myself. Yeah. That must be it. I remember feeling myself cum a little too I think. That thought was enough to put my mind at ease and let my body take over. I was so horny that I wanted to feel it again. Imagine feeling him fill me up. I felt so violated in some ways. Violated? Is that the right word. I did open my legs for him. Slutty? Was that it? I did open my legs for him.

My shirt and bra came off too. I wanted to be exposed to him fully - even if he wasn't there. I reached my hand down and let my finger explore my slit. It was wet and extra sensitive. My finger went in. It didn't feel as full, but it still felt really good. I tried two and that was better. With my eyes closed, I let my hands do what felt good.

*Click* "Hey Natalie, can I use you-". My brother walked in on me and froze. I froze too, legs wide open giving him a perfect view of everything. He reacted first and just closed the door.

Shit. I wondered if he was going to tell mom. I was so close but mom could be here any minute. I raced to hide the new panties, put the ones I was supposed to buy on my bed, threw my shirt back on, and even threw one of the new pairs on with my shorts. Mom never came. I don't think my brother said anything either.

I gave her the receipt and her change and tried as sweetly as I could to let he know I got ice cream too so there wasn't as much. She didn't seem to mind. Did I just get away with it?

Summer was in full effect and the days were getting longer. It had been nearly 6 weeks since I was first touched and two since I had the encounter in the alley and things felt normal. I often wore just my underwear around the house to stay cool. It wasn't new and my bothers were often shirtless. It's almost how we got through it.

"Hey Natty?", my brother asked me one day while we were sitting at the TV. Mom and dad were out shopping with my other brother. It was just the two of us. It wasn't the first time, but it was the first time these words came out of his mouth.

"About the time I saw you in your room" he asked hesitantly. "Can I see you again?"

I paused. What do I say to that?