Lena is peeking.

I tried sperm for the first time fairly early. Thanks to my older sister and her boyfriend. No, nothing illegal, just an overwhelming, burning curiosity. I should say that I reached adulthood as a girl, and by the time of these events, I had even tried masturbating, considering it shameful. All my experience amounted to was the awkward groping of my butt by a tipsy guy I was trying to date. It wasn't the first time I had watched my sister having sex. I just had to go through the kitchen to the long balcony and carefully peek into the corner of the bedroom window. Maybe you know that strange layout of Soviet nine-story buildings? Where the bedroom window faced

right onto the balcony…

My sister was several years older, guys flocked to her, and sometimes I managed to catch a glimpse of something interesting. That evening, hearing the characteristic moans from her room, I snuck to my favorite spot as usual. Through the glass, in the light of the nightlight, I could see her knees pulled up, his shoulders, and his butt, sharply moving back and forth. Gasping from feelings I didn't quite understand yet, and with my mouth slightly open, I admired them. I had to kneel, ready to quickly hide. It was there I discovered that if I touched myself between my legs at that moment, it would be veeeery pleasant. The first time I touched myself, I almost banged my head on the glass. It was like an electric shock! But that evening, everything was already more familiar. I wet my fingers with saliva, found the right spot on myself, and, with my gaze fixed on the guy's buttocks, got my share of pleasure.

It didn't last too long. By the time they finished, I had somewhat retreated into my own sensations and wasn't watching, but listening more to the creaking of the bed. When it stopped, I cautiously peeked and immediately hid again. The guy was walking towards the window, for some reason. My sister also got out of bed. Well, she was going to the bathroom, I knew that. A frightened thought flashed through my mind that I had been spotted after all, and then the window vent creaked, and something flopped down next to me. The vent closed again. Choking on my pounding heart, I realized I hadn't been noticed. But what fell next to me? Well, yeah… Unfamiliar with the apartment layout, my sister's lover threw the condom out the window, thinking, apparently, that it faced the street. What a dummy. My parents could have found it when they returned. My sister would have been in deep trouble. But I found it. Not understanding why I was doing it, I reached out and took the wet little bundle in my palm..

In those days, oral sex was frowned upon. At least out loud. Judging by teenage chatter, only despicable "wafflers" did such things. A special category of completely fallen women. Like, there's no place lower to sink. Therefore, the fact that I had just swallowed a man's sperm shocked my past self deeply. Waiting until the murmuring of my sister and her boyfriend behind the wall died down, I went to the bathroom and washed my hands for a long time. Then I brushed my teeth. But the aftertaste in my throat remained anyway. Tormented by arousal, I masturbated to orgasm several times. I was terribly disgusted with myself and exhausted by vague desires. I couldn't fall asleep..

In the morning, I shuffled out to the balcony again. For a long time, I couldn't make out the bodies on the bed. But I finally saw my sister sleeping on her side, and behind her, the guy, sprawled out like a star. It was hard to see, but I wanted to see more. I decided to take a risk and went to their bedroom door. I stood in front of it, gathering my courage. I came up with an excuse. My underwear was stored in the same room, in the closet. If my sister woke up, I'd say I needed to get my panties. Well, she'd snort, of course, I was used to it… I open the door, and I'm completely undone by the creak, which seems deafening! In horror, I stand in the doorway, not taking a step in or out. They're asleep. The guy is naked, sleeping sprawled out with his legs apart and his face covered by the crook of his elbow. My sister is in a T-shirt that's ridden up to her shoulder blades and no panties. I cautiously creep towards them. My throat is dry, and my pulse is pounding in my temples. I look at his penis. In porn, it always looked different. They're always erect, powerful, and beautiful. But here it's just lying there.

It's funny now, but it was even a bit scary back then. But wild curiosity is impossible to hold back anyway. I stroke it with my hand. Very smooth and warm. The sensation is even pleasant. The guy is snoring softly. I wonder if my sister takes him in her mouth? I haven't seen it myself, but probably yes. Everyone lies to each other. No one has tried sperm, but everyone knows it's raw and salty… I lean down and take the head into my mouth with my lips, lifting the penis slightly with my fingers. Holding it carefully in my mouth for a moment, I let it go… My head is spinning, there's some kind of fireworks in my lower abdomen. I force myself to leave and go straight to the bathroom. There, leaning my butt against the washing machine, I masturbate furiously, like never before in my life. Images flash through my mind… The pink head of the penis, seen up close just before I closed my eyes and took it in my mouth, the naked buttocks of my sleeping sister, the feeling of the wet condom in my palm, and the taste of sperm in my throat and on my tongue… I come, shuddering all over, quietly squeaking with pleasure. Then a couple of minutes to catch my breath and start all over again… Let the silly girlfriends laugh about anything in sexual relations, I'll even giggle with them, but I guess I'm a waffler then…