I was a young pervert

I distinctly recall my first time seeing a girls pussy. It was my cousin. Who at the time was asleep in her bed. We are both around the same age, 6 months or so apart, I think. I was supposed to be sleeping too. Haha!

Being a nocturnal person, it has always been a struggle to go to bed when everyone else does. On this occasion I was at her house in her room, actually in her bed with her. This was not unusual as we were only about 6 yrs old.

My cousin fell asleep very quickly upon retiring. I, however, have never enjoyed that particular gift. As I lay there, I may have drifted off briefly but if so I could not have slept long as at some point I realized that I was awake while she apparently slept soundly.

I have no idea where the thought came from other than curiosity but I decided to see what would happen if I touched her as she slept. This led to my hands exploring her torso, very softly of course. She wore a night gown which fell around her knees, which had ridden up a bit and as my hands drifted down her body I became bolder. Reaching under the covers I found her bare thighs. She continued to sleep in spite of the contact.

In starts and stops, my heart racing, I proceeded to raise her night gown until her panties were completely exposed. My concept of time was not good at this age but I seem to recall the drone of her parents conversation in the house, thus in my memory it was still early enough in the evening, perhaps midnight, that they had not yet retired.

I knew at the time that what I was doing could get me in big trouble, yet somehow I was driven to distraction and did not care enough to cease. I felt her cotton panties, I snuggled and spooned her. I pulled off my underwear and felt her against me, as close as we could become, without even knowing exactly what I was doing. Then I got dressed again and tried to calm myself.

My mind would not quieten. Slowly, painstakingly even, I lowered the waistband of her panties. Somehow I succeeded in removing them completely. I did not plan this nor do I have any clue where the idea came from. Call it natural curiosity or perhaps I was a born pervert? I lowered the covers and raised her nightgown so as to get a good look. To be honest, I recall being a bit disappointed! Heheh!

Afterward, not wanting to risk waking her while trying to dress her, I placed her panties in her drawers and lowered her gown. I then pulled up the covers and went to sleep. To this day I have no idea if she dressed in the night after having awaken to go to the restroom and discovering herself without her panties, or what she thought upon discovering she lost her panties during the night.

This is the first and only time that I have ever told this story. I was never asked about it, we have never discussed it. I don't think this event negatively effected our relationship over the years in any way. We are still close and we both spent many weeks of summer vacations at each others homes growing up. I have fantasized about her throughout puberty, into adulthood even.

There are so many taboos regarding dating and marriage within a family in the US, yet the internet and even some cultures are replete with examples where it is practiced. I wonder if we had lived in another place what would have come of she and I.