Everything seemed to start happening for me on my thirteenth birthday. I can't think of anything that really mattered to me or excited me until then.

My boobies had been growing since I was eleven and were a now a nice 34 C cup but my period didn't start until a week before my birthday.

My grand parents, my uncles and their kids came to my party and since it was a family gathering my Dad bought a cam-corder. The only thing was he didn't know how to operate it so my brother Sam who was fifteen and real smart on electronic things took pictures of all of us. It was fun and I guess I was kind of a camera hog.

The video came out great and I was really proud when my folks said I was photogenic and the camera loved me.

I watched it over and over fascinated by the way I looked, moved and the sound of my voice.

Sam really got into it using all his allowance to buy tapes, extra lights and other stuff to tape car races and football games. Best of all for me he shot a lot of me cheerleading. It was the nineties and the grunge look was in with all the loose clothing. I had worked hard to lose my baby fat to have a tiny waist and nice legs with a round firm butt. I kind of resented the style that hid my body. The cheerleader outfit had a big sweater that hid my growing boobs but at least it had a short skirt to show off my legs and when I jumped high and stretched up my arms I could flash my butt in the tights and give glimpses of my tight tummy.

I loved watching them with him since he complimented me on my legs when I did the splits and my butt and waist when the sweater or skirt went up. I thought if he liked them he would go crazy over my firm round boobs but I had no excuse to show them since I was allergic to the sun and didn't even own a swim suit. I even had to wear panty hose for cheerleading while the other girls were cooler in bare legs.

For awhile he took a lot of tape of me riding my bicycle or roller blading but he began to lose interest. One weekend when my folks were gone I told him I was going to practise some new tricks on my roller blades and asked him if he wanted to record them. He said, "Naw. I have too many of those tapes now. It is boring."

"Well how about shooting me doing aerobics. I would like to know I am doing them right."

"Naw. With your baggy sweat outfit you can't see your body move."

I don't know what got in to me. I could have offered to wear my gym shorts and t-shirt I wore in gym class. He had never seen me in them since boys were not allowed in girl's gym but for some reason I said, "I could wear my panties and bra. They are like a swim suit."

That got his attention. "Yeah. That might be good. We will be able to see all your muscles working."

"Okay. I'll be right back. Get the lights set up."

I could have just taken off my bulky shirt and slid off the baggy jeans but I was wearing a big cotten bra and cotton panties and wanted to really impress him.

I went to my room and put on a little stretch bra and white bikini panties. Then I put on a robe feeling excited.

I went downstairs and waited until I had his full attention before slowly opening the robe then letting it slide off my arms to the floor.

It was great! He said, "God sis. You are beautiful. I had no idea you had such nice boobs. Them and your great butt make your waist look tiny."

I thanked him and put on some music. He directed the session having me do back bends, splits, and other things that had me spread my legs and especially running in place and the side straddle hop that made my boobies jump in the flexible bra. I was really sweating when he ran out of tape and I put my robe back on.

We sat on the couch while he rewound the tape and put it in the vcr to show on our 52 inch TV which made me almost life size.

I thought it was real sexy. I looked great and he confirmed it by saying, "You are in great shape. Look your boobs and butt are so firm they just jiggle even though your bra and panties give no support at all."

It got sexier. When I got sweaty my bra and panties became transparent! I could clearly see my pink nipples and the slit at my crotch, bare since I had shaved the hair so it wouldn't slip out around my tights. I blushed and said, "Oh God. Our folks will never be able to see this tape. I am almost naked!"

"Yeah! You look great don't you?"

I did! And as sexy as any movie star I blushed again and said, "Maybe. But I am embarrassed. You will have to erase it."

"No way! This is the best tape I have made. The lighting is perfect and you look great. I may show it to my friends."

"You couldn't! They would tell everyone and I would die of shame." That was true but the idea of a bunch of boys seeing me also excited me. I felt ashamed that I would feel that way and jumped off the couch to run to the VCR to get the tape now showing me opening and closing my legs to cause my panties to slide into my slit.

I laid on my stomach frantically looking for the eject button. I didn't even get to the eject button when he grabbed my legs to pull me back towards the couch. I hadn't tied the belt and as he dragged me back with my arms still stretched out in front of me. I felt the nap of the rug catch on my bra and slide it up to my neck then the rug was brushing my bare nipples to make me instantly excited.

He flipped me over on my back and stared at my breasts saying, "You don't have to feel embarrassed about the tape now. I have seen them naked."

He began caressing my breasts and twiddling my nipples with his thumbs. I knew I should stop him but it just felt too good.

I began to shudder and pant with excitement then he said, "If you like this, You'll love this."

He slid his hand into my panties and began tickling my clitoris with his finger. I was not naive about sex. We had cable and I had seen a lot of "R" rated movies. I suddenly realized I wanted his penis in me and knew that was wrong. I moaned, "You have to stop. You can't fuck me. That would be incest!"

"I don't have to fuck you to get you off and you can do the same for me."

He continued to play with my pussy with his right hand while he played with my breasts with his left. Now it was different he buried two fingers in my wet pussy while using his thumb on my clit. I stetched my arms behind my head and laid there panting and shuddering as I felt myself going into orgasm. I had reached orgasm by playing with myself but now I realized I stopped too soon. He kept working on me as even stronger orgasms convulsed my body until I felt drained.

I moaned, "No more." He stopped and laid beside me. I hugged him until I calmed down then said, "Oh God, that was fantastic. I didn't know I could feel that way."

"Yeah. Now it is your turn to make me feel good."

"What do you want me to do?"

"Just put my dick in your fist and rub up and down.

I wanted to see what I was doing. While he took off his pants and shorts I unbuttoned his shirt and kissed his stomach then knelt between his legs to follow his direction to tickle his balls with my left hand while rubbing it with my right. He said, "Kiss the head of it."

I said, "No that is gross!"

"No it isn't. It is clean. I just took a shower."

I gave it a little kiss and he was right, There was no taste. No worse than kissing a thumb. when he told me to lick it I didn't hesitate and when he said, "Put it in your mouth." I let it slide past my lips until it hit my throat which made me gag and I pulled back to let my head bob up and down just short of my throat. He told me to use my tongue and I rubbed on it until it began to twitch and he made a gasp as what felt like snot flooded my mouth.

I said, That was gross! Why didn't you warn me?"

"Sorry. It felt too good. It didn't taste bad did it?"