Alice’s True Adventures – Prologue –

NO actual sex in this chapter but there will be plenty in future chapters I remained a virgin until…………….

Everyone is 18 or over in this Adventure. I may not specify the exact age but they are all 18 and over.

I was talked into writing my story from the time I was eighteen from my daughter Barbara. I hope you enjoy the first Chapter of my Adventure.

My life all changed back in 1974 and at 41 I still keep in shape. In 1974 I was the oldest of twelve children. My eleven brothers were either white, black or in between races. My youngest blue eyes and blond as sweet as a button. I have darker skin than my parents and could pass as Italian.

Mom told me us kid’s were of various races because her and our ancestors were from various races. Her black heritage from the slave days in the deep south. Some of my brothers took after dad who was pure dutch. His parents coming from the Netherlands, when he was six. His parents taught my dad Dutch and he could speak it fluently. We visited my grandparents at least once a week on Sundays. Most of the time just dad and I visited his parents. We never got to visit mom’s parents because they had died before any of us were born, grandma from cancer and grandpa died a year later, mom told me from a broken heart. She said he was never the same after grandma died. At least I had my Uncles of various races to visit with my brothers. I could even pass for Italian.

Mom and Dad made sure all our school work was done then all of us worked out in the gym, ate properly and took care of our bodies. Dad always said a good body makes a good mind. My brothers over did it though and had firm muscular bodies from neck to calves. My self with my huge breasts I found it more difficult to work out but I did enjoy gymnastics and swimming.

On mom’s side of the family all her brothers, my Uncles were of various races including blue eyed blond and tanned nicely every spring, summer and early fall. My brothers ran around most of the warm months only in tiny bathing suits. You could see where the tan stopped when they bent over and you could see their tan lines from pure white to deep brown.

I have black and white uncles as well. In total on my my mothers side I have twenty two uncles and on dad’s side there is only my dad.

My Mother is blond and blue eyes like dad. I do mean white, mom had little time to spend out doors tanning. Dad on the other hand working construction outside bare chested, jean shorts during the warm and hot season. I learned later the reason us kids are of mixed races. It was the same reason my uncles were of mixed races.

My eleven younger brothers slept upstairs next to my parents bedroom. Mom ended up sleeping in the basement the majority of nights.

I felt sorry for dad not having mom to sleep with most nights. If he was upset he never let on or maybe he preferred sleeping alone, having to get up early each morning, including Sundays for church.

My breasts started developing at an early age and by the age of eighteen my breasts were larger than the majority of adult women. As far as I knew, my mother’s breasts were the only breasts larger than mine.

Mom never bought me a bra and she didn’t wear one either. I developed so quickly my clothes were too small for me, especially my hips and breasts.

I’d shot up from five feet to five-six over the past year. My waist was still twenty two inches. I complained my skirts were tight to my hips. My breasts pushed against my blouses, revealing my huge breasts and nipples. I had shot up quickly, my skirts and dresses barely covering my panties. I had asked dad to buy me new clothes that would fit me, dad told me he wasn’t going to buy me new clothes. The reason he told me he wasn’t buying me new clothes that I would grow out of them by the following year. I’d just have to wait another year before he bought me new clothes on my nineteenth birthday. I hated my huge breasts because the girls and boys made fun of me.

One day on my way home from school after exercising I was stopped by the most popular girl at school. I was ready to walk home from school. “Alice, have you got a minute?” One of the most popular girls at school yelled.

“What did you want, Marian?” I asked.

“I’m asking if you would like to come to my birthday party Saturday? My parents are going to be home staying up stairs most of the party. Dad told me not to be surprised one of them dropping by, making sure there wasn’t any drinking or drugs at the party. It is just a party and no presents, so don’t bring anything but yourself.” Marian said.

“You’re asking me? I thought you and your friends didn’t like me.” I questioned. “Besides I know mom won’t let me go if there’s boys at your party.”

“Don’t worry, it’s an all-girl party so your parents won’t have to worry about boys. Your mom can call my mom if she doesn’t believe you.” Marian answered.

“You still haven’t told me the reason you’re inviting me. I know you and your friends don’t like me.” I said placing my hands on my hips.

I am going to be nineteen and want to start acting like a grown up and be accepting of people. I’m willing to be your friend, if you are willing trying to be my friend. You know what I do the rest of the girls will do the same as me, reaching out to you in friendship.” Marian smiled. “Mom’s stocking the fridge with pop and lemonade. They’re putting out potato chips to munch on and serving pizza before the party breaks up. Please say you’ll come Alice.”

“Thank you, yes, Marian I’d like to come to your birthday party. Can I give you my answer tomorrow.” I asked. “I have to ask both of my parents permission.”

“Sure thing Alice, I’ll see you at school tomorrow.” Marian answered heading home.

I headed home thinking on the way how lucky I was being invited by Maria to her birthday party.