The Night I Never Forget

I was the only child of my parents so I was like their heart. I loved them very much too. We lived in a northern town of the country. Though we were not very rich, we had quite a convenient life.

Things had gone well for me until a few months after my thirteenth birthday, I noticed that there was some downy hair growing around my cock. My cock, too, sometimes got hard particularly in the morning. I did not dare to ask anybody even my best friend. Note that in my country we didn't have to take a shower in the gym after the physical ed class. Until one day, we were visited by one of cousins whom I called "B". B was about two years older than me. Since there were only two bedrooms in the house, B slept with me on the same mattress which was considered normal in our country.

As if he knew my problem, B began to ask about all kinds of things including whether I got pubic hair which by this time began to be darker and cursely. He also asked whether I had a wet dream. I did not know what he was talking about but he explained it. I liked the way he put it. It did not sound big deal. He told me how to beat off.

At one time, we took a bath together. As we did not have a shower-room in the house, we went to a my favorite spot in the nearby river. It was quite remote and secluded. He took off the cloths. Since it was not yet dark, I could see his penis. I was very stunned with his tool. It was not much fatter than mine but he had a lot of hair around it. He encouraged me to take off the cloths too. I hesitated first but with such attitude of his, I finally decided to go along. Nonetheless, I was trying to hide my pecker which seemed to come to life. He assured me it was alright. We went into the water. I got a big hard-on even though I never felt attracted to men before but perhaps it was because it was the first time I saw other people naked just before my eyes like that.

B's cock got hard too. It struck out like a short sword. B removed the foreskin from the prominent head revealing a rosy mushroom shaped head. I was stunned by this incident but not before long he asked if I had not seen somebody else's cock. I told him no. He asked whether I masterbated. I said no. He then lectured how to do it and told me to follow. I was too embarrassed to do it but he kept encouraging.

Since my foreskin was very tight, it caused some pain when I was peeling it. B suggested I leave it like that but simply rubbed it. I followed and it felt good like nothing I ever experience before. Meanwhile, B was speeding up his stroking. I could see his shaft head lubricated by some juice.

As if he knew what I had in mind, he told me it was some cock juice that came when we got excited. I agreed since mine began to feel thickenly juicy too and it added the trill feeling to me. Amazingly, the head of my cok began to come out. Its size and shape was similar to that of B. He remarked that I had the size of an adult.

We speeded up the stroke. B made some ectasy noise and while thrusting his crotch onward told me he was coming. Few seconds later, he shot out white thick stuff from his well lubricated red cock head. He hand was slower and finally stayed still. The feeling of unexplained happiness kept accumulat- ing on me.I speeded the stroke and finally I came to with some thick stuff which was not as thick and white like his. B told me it would take a year or two to be like his. I had the most relief I ever had in my life.

We both moved to one bank of the river and lied on the grass. He asked whether I liked it. I said of course. I asked whether he had made with a girl. He told me he had gone to prostitutes sometimes but his first experience was with an older woman who offerred a ride from school for him one day. He told me to look for such "teacher." "They know everything,"he said.

It became darker and he reminded me to rush to bath or my mother would be up in arm. We jumped into the water and cleaned ourselves. We arrived home, everybody was ready to eat. My mother was goingto say something but perhaps did not want to see me embarrassed in from of B. Before B left, he taught me a couple of things more. It was the first time of my life that I learned something with enjoyment. After he left, I kind of missed him. Of course, I practised what he taught every morning when I used the bathroom. Sometimes, I even sneaked out from the class to the school toilet and beated off like hell.

One month later, we were visited by one of my aunts. She was not my directly related to me but her older sister was a friend of my mother. My mother suggested I call her "Aunt T". Since we had only two rooms, my mother asked me to let her sleep in my room. I let her use my bed while I slept on the floor in front of the bed.

That evening was some kind of "reunion" for them, I meant, both of my parents and T. They had some drink and I had retired to bed at about ten. I did not realize what time it was when I was suddently woken by somebody's rubbing. I was struggling to take the hand out from my crotch. I was surprised to find that I had nothing on and my cock was rock hard.

I was about to protest when the person told me to relax or the whole house would be woken up. It was Aunt T who intruded my private part. I could smell alcohol from her breath. Trembering with both excitement and fear, I began to respond to her rubbing and stroking. On of the sudden, she stopped and when I was about to tell her to resume such nice attack, she just moved her face down to kiss the head of my cock first. She licked it. I thought I was going to die from the most trilling feeling I ever had in my life.

She put her mouth on the whole head and began to suck my cock. I could not help but thrusting my crotch back and forth. It was wonderful. It did not take me long to come in her mouth. She swallowed it and licked my shaft until it was all cleaned. I was relieved with some pride. I now had experience with a woman who seemed to loved me (or at least mybody).

She let go my cock and moved herself up. I felt her lips on mine. It was a thrill. My body hair sticked up like pine wood trees. She thrusted her toung between my lips and my instinct led me touse mine to respond to the intruder. It was another level of happiness. My semi-hard cock sprang to life again. As if she knew, one of her hands place on it. She licked around my chin, cheeks, and ears. I felt like my body was going to break into pieces.

She softly bit my ear bone and again every piece of my body hair acknowledged such friendly attack by sticking out. She played with my dick which is fully erected one more time.In the midst of the dark, I could still saw her body moving upto sit on my shaft. Her hand guided my cock to penertrate her parted vaginal lips. The sensitive cock head touched the most delicate human part I ever knew. She let her weight down and my cock was thrusting up into her slippery hole. Finally, she sat completely on my pelvic.

Since she turned her face up to my direction, I could not help using my hand to explore such slits. They are prominent with some thick hair on them. I would have touched something and she liked because I could hear her noise "S...S...S...". I had known from friends and my cousin teacher, B, that women had a small sticking out bud which was called clit. I found it and rubbed it with my middle finger. It responded to my attackig finger.

Aunt T rotated her bottom but did not do much help since the hole was tightly locked with my stone hard flesh. Aunt T began her rythm. I was instinctively drawn into her tempo. Soon we were attacking each other with our sexual tools. I was so trilled with all the crush her vaginal wall had upon my cock. It seemingly expand even more. Aunt T's hands were on both of my lower armes which extended to let my hand on her waist.

We stuck our souls together. The 15 years apart between our ages did not seem to creat any gap between us. In fact, we felt so close, almost become one! She speeded her thrust and I too moved my phallic base to attack such sucking hole. Suddently, I was fully aware that this was FUCKING. It was a real FUCKING. It was creating the ultimately high feeling that I had hardly imagined.

The seducing hole and the fighting shaft was generating trilling effect to both of us. We were fucking like there was no tomorrow. The speed was increasing along with our accumulated ectasy. Finally, we both came. I violently shot my love juice in her soft-slippery hole which sucked out my come like it was a vaccuum cleaner sucking dust.

After we had it all, Aunt T laid her upper body on my. The enormous breasts laid on my chest. It was a warm and close feeling one could imagine of. She murmurred something. I did not quite get what she said but why the hell I cared. Few minutes later, she withdrew her slits from my now limb cock. She laid herself along mine. We both put our hands and legs on each other's and allowed our bodies to drop off to sleep.

It was quite late in the next morning when we heard the pounding noise on the door. It was my mother who came to woke us with the telling that the breakfast was ready. We jumped out to put ourselves into some cloths. Aunt T shouted out she would be ready in second. She wrapped herself in her night gown and was heading down to the bathroom in a separated house on the ground.

I was yelling to my mother to let me staying in bed for a while. But my mother was still the same old woman who did not easily go along. I put myself in the shorts and put the towel on my shoulder walking outof the room. I did not forget to sneakingly glance at my mother face to find her possible suspicion. To my delight, I found none. Poor Mom, I thought, you would still have thought this only son of yours was just a kid!

That morning we had breakfast with a light complain from my father who spent his time reading newspaper waiting for us. During eating, Aunt Twinked her eyes as if to remind me of our last night experience.

"Did you sleep well, T?", she turned asked.

"Yes, Oh yes, of course,"she casually answered.

"Did this guy talk during his sleep?" my father joined her lead.

"No, no he did not.." Aunt T replied. "Or you did, Umh?" she playfully answered.

"How could I know?"I threw the ball back. The conversation went on as if nothing happened last night!

We had only one chance to repeat our encounter but nothing seemed to compare to the first time. After that, I had chance to go with other girls of my age but was not so satisfied. I contacted with B and told him about the experience. He wrote me with the tone of "See, I told you?"

That was almost 20 years ago. Now I have married to a woman who is 6 years older. We have two beautiful kids--both are boys. I would not mind they would grow up to be seduced by any older women. Of if they wanted to like younger women or even men I would not want to interfere. I die before them anyway. Why the heck I should extend my good intention to far this their future like that?