Early Sexual Phase

When my parents were getting divorced we were sent to live with my mother's parents, two girls 9 and 11. Grandma had lots of rules but no enforcement. My sister and I had one room with bunkbeds. It was the summer so school wasn't an issue. TV was three channels no cable. So basically we got bored pretty quick.

We started bathing together out of boredom. And we started poking around, with things from around the house. Pen, a carrot, the handle of a cooking spoon, and of course fingers. It wasn't long before kisses went down there. We tried, but I guess we weren't old enough to have orgasms, but that doesn't mean it didn't feel good.

After our parents separated and were divorced we moved to another house and another school because our mother had to start working. We were latchkey kids. There was a boy on our block and he came over one day and we disobeyed and let him in. We talked about sex, and he showed us his penis which we promptly put in our mouths. And in short order we had found something better to poke us.

All went well but we got bored or probably didn't like it. And as we went on with growing up that phase was in the past and really didn't come up again until we were older and got poked for real.