Hello everyone in the big wide world of the internet.

A little introduction is unfortunately necessary. I'm Susanne, and I'm just 59 years young. I'm a very exhibitionist mother with, in some cases, quite a lot of body hair, and my body has also had to succumb to gravity, as you can see from my sagging breasts.

 I was 15 years old at the time. I grew up in northern Germany, and my family is very open about natural nudity. At home, we're all (Mom, Dad, and my older brother) usually completely naked. For as long as I can remember, our parents have taken us on nudist holidays, so even as a child, I saw hundreds of penises, but they hadn't interested me.

 Now, however, that was about to change drastically. It was a Friday late afternoon. I had just gotten home from practice when I heard from my brother's room (he's three years older than me) that he had two friends over and they were apparently trying to boost beer production. I was familiar with this scenario, so I went to my room, took off my clothes, put on a bathrobe, and jumped in the shower.

 When I was in the bathroom, standing naked in front of the mirror, I was, as almost always, quite frustrated. I wondered, yet again, if I would ever develop breasts. There were no visible growths beyond the bare minimum, so I could have easily passed for a boy up top. I was only proud of my pubic area back then, as my pubic hair had already started to grow more than a year prior.

 Since there was nothing I could do about it, I shrugged and went into the shower. I was just drying my hair (I mean the hair on my head) when the door opened and one of my brother's friends came into the bathroom, leaving me standing there stark naked. As I noticed, he was already quite drunk, and when he saw me so naked, he whistled through his teeth.

 I couldn't really react, so I just watched as he went to the toilet, took his penis out of his pants, and brazenly peed while I watched. It was weird, but I just couldn't take my eyes off his semi-erect penis as he peed. When he was finished, he turned to me, his still semi-erect penis hanging out of his pants.

 His gaze scrutinized me. That gaze then lingered on my pubic hair, and I saw his penis begin to grow. He noticed where I was looking and asked me if I liked his penis, which was now fully erect. I was speechless at that moment and simply nodded. He came a little closer and asked if I wanted to touch it too.

 He had, as I thought at the time, a beautiful, well-shaped penis with a foreskin, and this foreskin still covered almost the entire glans. Only the small opening in his glans was visible. From that day on, I discovered my enduring fascination with penises with foreskins.

 I can't say why, but I wanted to touch him, so I nodded again. Slowly and carefully, I reached for his penis. It felt warm and soft, even though it was erect. I had often secretly watched my brother masturbate, and so I thought I should do it with this, my very first penis, the way my brother did with his.

 When I started stroking his penis, he began to moan softly, and that told me I was probably doing everything right. I became a little bolder, gripped his penis a little tighter, and stroked him a little faster, just like I had seen my brother do. Then it came as a bit of a surprise, because his semen suddenly spurted out, right onto my pubic hair. I continued until everything had squirted out and only a few drops fell from his glans onto the bathroom floor.

 I then let go of his penis, and while he was putting it away, he grinned at me and said it hadn't been so bad. Then he left the bathroom, and I looked down at myself. His semen was dripping from my pubic hair. I went back into the shower to wash his semen off, something I wouldn't do these days.

 As I dried myself, I initially thought I was having déjà vu because the bathroom door opened again, and my brother's other friend (his name was Udo) was standing in front of me. Again, I couldn't move. "Hello, Suse," he said, and then added that he'd noticed I'd been jerking off his friend. Again, it was my turn to nod. He then opened his pants, and his already erect penis sprang out. I looked at his penis, which was a bit smaller, but it had an even more beautiful, longer foreskin that completely enclosed his plump glans.

 "So, how are things, Suse? Do you want to jerk me off too?" he asked me, and to my own surprise, I replied, "Yes, I'd love to." I took his warm penis in my hand and began to jerk him off. As I did so, I slowly pulled back his foreskin, exposing his beautiful, plump glans (which was thicker than his boyfriend's). I stared, mesmerized, at his penis, which (or so it seemed to me) was getting thicker and thicker.

 Suddenly he groaned loudly, and his semen shot out in veritable fountains onto my pubic hair and between my slightly parted legs. He ejaculated far more than I had ever seen from his friend or my brother. It was an incredible feeling to have semen spray onto my labia for the first time in my life. Even then, I knew I wanted to experience that feeling again and again.

 His penis slowly went limp in my hand, and the rest of his semen ran over my fingers. Only when he was completely limp and nothing more was coming from his glans did I let go. He put his penis back in his pants and told me we absolutely had to do it again. I grinned and felt bold, telling him he was welcome to come over anytime. Only later, when I was washing the semen out of my pubic hair, did I realize what I had actually said to him. From that moment on, I had found a "wanking buddy".

 Finally, after the third attempt, I was able to dry myself completely and slip out of the bathroom and into my room. I lay naked on my bed and thought about how strangely it had tingled between my legs when I'd held both penises in my hand. Thinking about it, I unconsciously stroked my labia and realized I hadn't dried myself properly, because it was still quite damp between my legs.

 Over the weekend, I'd almost forgotten what I'd said on Friday, so I was surprised when the doorbell rang on Monday. I was home alone, doing my homework. It was very warm, so I wasn't wearing anything but my panties. I went to the door, since I didn't have any breasts yet, and no one could see them. When I opened the door, Udo was standing there. With a smile, he said that I'd offered him the chance to come back anytime, and now he thought he'd just drop by. I smiled too and invited him in. We went into my room and I saw that his pants already had a large bulge.

 I gained some confidence and asked him if his pants weren't a little too tight. Instead of answering, he unzipped his pants and pulled them down along with his underwear, and his cock sprang out at me again. The small opening in his foreskin was already glistening wet. He took off his pants and asked if I wouldn't mind taking off my panties too. I obliged. Now we stood facing each other, naked. He took my hand and led me to my desk, gesturing for me to sit on him. I did, and now his cock and my virgin pussy were at the same level, only a few centimeters apart. I placed my hand on his cock and began to slowly masturbate him. After a short while, he grabbed my pussy, and I felt like an electric shock shot through my lower abdomen. No one had ever touched me down there before, and I was completely disoriented.

 I started to tremble. I gripped his penis tighter, and my hand slid wildly over it. We both moaned (as I know now) with excitement, and as soon as he took his hand away from my pussy, he came, and the jets of his fertile sperm splattered against my completely unprotected, open labia. It was incredible to feel his hot sperm on my pussy. Even though nothing more came out of his penis, I continued to rub it, and Udo massaged my very sensitive pussy. I think I had something like my first orgasm. Oh, what a great moment!

 Suddenly, we heard someone unlock the front door. I jumped up and quickly pulled on my panties and a T-shirt, and Udo jumped into his pants. When my mother looked into my room, I was sitting at my desk, and Udo was sitting on the edge of my bed. I told Mom that Udo was waiting for my brother, and that satisfied her.

 I was glad she couldn't see my panties, which were completely soaked with Udo's semen and had left a clearly visible stain. Later, my mother said that she didn't mind Udo waiting with me, but that next time I should wear proper pants. Like a good daughter, I replied, "Yes, Mom. I certainly will."

 To be continued