Night Encounters

The next days, we continued exchanging letters until a day, we decided to talk as normal people. That was when I had my first kiss.

The next days we continue meeting without problem, no we were boyfriend and girlfriend. I was 14 and he was 19. Each day we spend more and more time, and I was learning the language of kiss till someday I simple kiss give me more sensations than usual and the environment turned so hot.

The soft kisses were mixed with a hot pair of lips in my neck and also little bites in my ear… this new way of kiss increase a lot the temperature of my body and I felt the first touches on my breast and butt. I never felt uncomfortable with that because Old Brother always was so nice with me.

The days change in that point, besides do the nornal stuff that a teen couple do… cine, shopping, hanging out with friends etc… the night became our confidant giving to us the comfort of the soft light of the moon that increase our temperature each day.

Our neighbourhood was big and had plenty of forest and some private places, where we spent long hours touching each other. I learned about penis, my Old Brother taught me how to give him pleasure even if he was using cloths, because we never got off our cloths but the maximum sensation was when I feel for first time his fingers inside me… a completely new sensation involved me and each day I waited so anxious for our night encounters.

But you know, beside all that, we talked a lot about sex he was like a guru for me. He was just perfect: handsome, nice, smart and we could just lie on the forest and saw the moon or have the most hot night encounters.

For this time, I realize I really like have a active sexual life and that each day I like sex more and more despite of we haven’t sex sex yet.

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The following days, a friend began to tell me that the old brother has a crush with me and I should talk to him and became more friends and try to have a date… he was crazy! The old brother crushed with me and me asking for a date… no way! It was impossible. He insisted that he was telling me the true.
One day, there was a local party and I was invited. As always, I wasn’t in the mood to go to parties because I was afraid to handle with the new people that could go but a part of me wanted to go, so I went.
I had a great time in the party despite of my friend that continue bothering me with the old brother thingy… it irritated me and also made me blush a lot because the old brother went to the party too and when I tried to see him by the distance, his eyes was there. I was so nervous that day, his eyes made me be out of control, I laught for all without reason and act as a stupid girl, saying stupid jokes. So for not be the shame of the party, I decided to back home. I was walking to my home, when I heard my name loud: Uuuurpi, Uuuuurpi wait me I have something for you. It was my friend that was bothering me the whole night.

- What’s up? I wanna back home don’t try that I stay more here.
- I have something for you?
- For me?
- Yes… take!

It was a white envelope with a pink rose.

- What’s that?
- The old brother send that to you.
- C’mon! Don’t begin with this shit please. Don’t make me that kind of jokes ok… bye
I began to walk and my friend took my hand
- Hey, Urpi, look at my eyes, I’m not joking… this envelope and this rose were sent by the old brother. He told me that you intimidated him and he felt so shy near you that’s why he use me as a post officer. I told you before, HE HAS A CRUSH WITH YOU!

My heart began to beat so fast, I took the things and run to my house. In my room, my heart almost exploted, I opened the envelope, I cant stop to move my hands… I took a long breath and I began to read.

Urpi,

I don’t know how to begin to explain what it’s happening to me now but since the first day I saw you I got cautiveted by your beauty.
The following days, I tried to talk to you, but you seems so snob and busy with the Argentinean guy. But then I did some investigations and I realize you don’t have nothing with that boy but you continued hidding for me.
I want to know you better because I’m sure your not that arrogant as you seem to be and now your so special, so please let me know this special Urpi.
If I’m bothering you, just throw away this letter. But if you wanna know me too, just reply me… thake your time. I'll wait for you.

Sincerely,
The Old Brother

I was laying in my bed, speechless just with the sound of my heat beating.

Cute Brothers

One day, walking around, I heard rumors about the back of a group of brothers that just lost her mom and dad. They used to live there but they left the country when their parents died, they back to their own country in Central America. Now, after a few months, the old sister decided that they have to back to their old house and stay all together. Their old house were in my neighbour.
The young ladies told be that the guys are so cute but a bit arrogant and that it was a bit difficult to have a friendship with them because they were a close family and that their friends were just a few.
I was a bit curious of meeting them but at the same time I wasn’t interested in arrogant people, so I continue my life.
After a few weeks, I was doing my hair when I saw through the window a cute tall boy. I was at home with some friends and I asked them about the guy. He’s one of the brothers, the old one; one of the girls answered me… and I just though that he is really cute.
Later, my friends and I decided to have a walk in the little forest that was in our town and for my good luck, the cute brothers decided the same. They were so nice and say hello to my friends and quickly they realize that I was a newbie so they interchange a few words with me… I had to confess that I was so nervous because my friends talked to them as they were celebrities but I notice that they were so normal and nice, specially the old one.

First Flirts

I arrived to this new city on summer 1998, the sunny days were decorating my first days in this unknown place. I lived in a small community and each day I was meeting their habitants. They were nice people from different parts of Latin America and from different ages too. At the begging, it was a bit embarrassing because everybody knew that I was a newbie and wanted to talk to me for made me fell confortable… I tried to be polite hidding my introvert side and that works. Soon, I met all my neighbours and I felt comfortable with them.
An Argentinean fella began to be so nice with me, taking to me each day and he always got me blush with his compliments because they were the first compliments in my whole life. In that point, I noticed I began to take care of my personal appearance more than before, trying to use nice cloths that showed more my teen body, but well I always kept my hippie style but I added nice accessories and combination. Little smiles appear each time I saw or had a word with the Argentinean fella who always finished our encounters with a wink.
And with that I discovered the action of flirting and some people told me to be carefull with that guy because “he likes to flirt with everyone that uses a skirt” and also, he was kinda old for me – 30 years old. Well, I didn’t pay attention to the advices cos I really knew I wasn’t interested with that guy, the only thing that I liked was that for first time in my life someone watch me as a woman and not as a baby girl.

Teen days

Urpi began to fly around flowers when she was a teenager.
On that time, she lived in a hot city in the middle of Latin America.
Move there, really change my world cos at the school I used to be so shy. I was afraid of meet new people and make friends… my group of friends was little besides I knew everybody at the school because I was part of the Student Council. I thought I was ugly, my body didn’t have the common curves that the girls of my ages began to have, I was like a tall broom. So guys didn’t see me as a potencial woman, they just saw me as his close friend -.-
This fact began to bother me so I dedicated to play basketball and that was all my life… school, basketball, movies… of couse there were guys that I wanna be with or kiss or whatever but I didn’t have the chance.
At the end of 1997, I was near to be 15, here is common to have a party to show the potencial woman to the sociaty like a Sweet 16th, but I preferred to travel and moved with my family to another country.
In this new city, I was a completely unknown and I still be shy specially at the school but in the community that I lived I began to realize that guys look at me with different eyes.
And that was a completely new sensation and new feeling began to grow up in me.

The Begging

And today my blog born.
The new changes and the new ways of comunication motivate me to write a blog, and of course, it must be about me and my life... but not my whole life just a part, a part that most of the time is no showed to everybody but it's inside of me and wanna be out.
As you could read in my description I'm a latin girl, so my native language is Spanish but I prefer to write in English for obviously reasons... globalization is everywhere!
At this point, I'm seriously thinking if someone will read my blog.. for now I know about one person, a friend of mine that live in the other side to the world. This person give me the final push to write this...

Let's begin with my name: Urpi - best name that my mom could choose for me because now give a real definition of my life.
Urpi mean bird in the ancient language of people of the Andes and in the Andes are my roots.

And with this little definition, the trip begins....