A cousin, an uncle... What a scoundrel.

Time passes and we mix up the events, but there is one that I always remember and it makes me very horny. In a pre-adolescent time, my boobs were already giving me pride as a woman... And like always crazy about sex. I loved to feel anything touching inside of my thighs and my cunt. I liked to lean back, leaning on the edge at the corner of a table. I masturbated myself - I didn't even know what was called this - three or four times a day. Because I stayed home alone so much nothing was easy. I was destitute because our family had moved to a city unknown to me. I still didn't have anyone with whom to share my ever-intense craving. No one who could be trusted. From the town where I came from with my family, there yes I did have friends/friends of confidence that I could satisfy myself and those I could please. But here? Still knew no one and classes would only start in twenty more days. At this time I kept imagining what boys and girls I would find out there. Pints and new little dolls for me which I had not yet met were waiting for good sexual satisfaction. Who would be the first? While I was dreaming about this, I also invented things to satisfy myself. I couldn't have a vibrator at home for example. Nor could I hide anywhere and if they found out the disaster it would be like an hecatomb inside my residence because even though they did not force or impose on me, my parents were evangelicals and worst of all, my father had in church the position as minister. If you dream what I already done with whom ... One afternoon, when I was opening the fridge for ingredients to make a snack, I looked at what vegetables there were. I picked up some lettuce leaves and one tomato. It would be a nice sandwich. Among various kinds of greens were eggplants. Large, vicious, shiny. Not one of them. It was small, thin but it kept its shine showing good quality and freshness despite being ratty. At that time I even thought how they might have bought because it was totally out of an eggplant's standards. Maybe it was welcome mixed with the others <unk> Thought to myself: Long, fine... I remembered something...I made my sandwich and went into the living room to see what was on TV. It was a movie; novel. Many caresses from the leading couple, many kisses ... When it occurred to me that lunch had finished and my hand was stroking my pussy as if of its own volition. I unzipped my jeans. I reached underneath my panties and gave my clitoris what he wanted ... shortly after enjoying himself. The panting breath slowed down as the contractions of my pleasure subsided. I relaxed a little bit and when I got strength I went for a bath. Always choose immersion baths, which I love. In the warm water, soap was a great companion. I gently rubbed it on my pussy's reins... up and down. The image of ratty eggplant projected onto my addicted head. Now I saw what she looked like, or rather remembered; reminded me of a good delicious Pinto. Got out of the bathtub, wiped some water all over myself to keep from getting wet, then went into the fridge completely naked to get that eggplant one. Ran back and threw her in the tub for a little warming ... I laid down comfortably with my legs wide open and gave it to the eggplant. First, I rubbed it all over the rim of my booty; by the reins of my little bundle letting her touch the entrance of my asshole; then for a while I was scrubbing on my clitoris which at this point had already become hard and swollen up in my vagina...I even sighed from satisfaction: I was very lubricated so that with the help of water I could enter slightly without any discomfort. Getting it inside just like when we used a vibrator. When it hurt I stopped and didn't push any more... sat there enjoying myself... when I mocked, the screaming was as big as my hard-on.
My parents arrived, and we sat down to dinner.
- You'll have company for at least a week.
I asked without understanding.
Yes, she said her cousin Pedro is coming with his father and uncle. We have some assembly meetings this week and we invite you to meet new brothers.
I didn't have much intimacy with this cousin, younger than me... but he was good; who knows?
- That's good, I confirmed it.
The next morning, my uncle and cousin arrived. My aunt hadn't come because she was not released from work. So I left Pedro at ease by telling him things that I already knew about the new city. I love shopping malls and there were some spectacular ones. I am kind of thrown away and when I want something nothing holds me or scares me. By day three I had turned Peter into an childhood friend... but I could find no way to get in on what I wanted to talk about and ... practice (rsss!). We spent most of the day alone at home and I couldn't figure out a way. I had worn all my more provocative, sexy clothes already so it didn't seem to be working very well. I even put on a bikini as an excuse for being younger and wanting his opinion... which he did but nothing else. Suddenly, I invited him to an ice cream parlor near my house. He liked the invitation so much that he got up for us and said (as a gesture of mercy):
- Let me change this blouse first... it's too wrinkled.
Speaking thus and already making my way to the closet <unk> pretending distracted <unk> in order to take another T-shirt and with the same movement, taking off what I was wearing. For a moment I remained shirtless before him acting as normally as possible. To put on the other blouse I stood right across from him who for an instant saw my bare breasts. Always talking and laughing at our subject, I could glimpse some flame of desire in him. He had finally managed to convey the message...I was sure about it. We went to the ice cream store with me always keeping our heads high, because he had lost his way and I think it was a defect in their reasoning that they could only glimpse today's scene without shirt; breasts out. It gave good notice of this. I was sure that until finally awakened in him desire for which I longed so much. Just remember him looking at my boobs what astonishment made me wet. When I came home again would have to change underwear that will surely be drenched by my nectar desires.
When we got home, we went straight to our rooms; it was time for us to get ready and wait for our parents at dinner. He entered the room but I only pretended that he had come into mine. I came back quietly and tried to hear some noise through the door. I heard groans. Very slowly I opened the door looking out of the window. As I imagined him lying on my bed with his back turned towards the door like a handkerchief beside me holding a beautiful pin in his hands masturbating himself. It made me dizzy because I knew he was masturbate myself. Looking back at all the scenes I'd done up to that point, including breasts out of place. (Laughter) And I love watching a boy masturbate and I stayed until he came into orgasm holding onto his handkerchief when it was completely relaxed and softened I pulled down the door and left quietly with my wet panties on now the gap I needed was open by then we got up for coffee the next day everyone had already gone off talking trivial things and afterwards we went in our bedrooms changing pajamas during breakfast I was practically transparent baby doll-like He would pee through his eyes and stutter as he spoke When he was done, I went into the living room and stayed for a while longer.
- Yesterday I watched you masturbate ... was it for me?... He said softly, burning clothes with his mouth almost glued to his ear. He lost the speech completely. I threw a leg on her lap while kissing and nibbling at her neck. He answered silently. I pulled his face towards me and gave him a kiss in the mouth already forced to be of tongue. We sat there savoring our kisses. I lowered my hand and looked for his crotch. There I found, feeling over my trousers, a pinto ready hard enough for work. I put his hands on my little breasts. He didn't speak but I acted. I unbuttoned my blouse and handed him my breasts that asked for caresses while he opened his zipper and sought out his instrument of pleasure. When I had it in his hands, stroking and making small swinging movements Peter could not hold on and let go at once. His hands searched my thighs and consequently my skirt completely wet. I was eager to have sex and he terribly thirsty coming from my investments. Since we will arrive become sex machines. Quickly I was sitting on his lap with his pin buried in my skirt. Our enjoyment, suppressed during that time, was swift and intense. I gasped with pleasure as I felt myself flooded by her nectar of amusement. My orgasmic cunt tried to draw out in contractional movements all the nectar from this delightful pinto. At last we relaxed embracing each other without strength for anything else. Finally, after a long farewell kiss, we disgusted one another and ran into the bathroom to recover ourselves. We returned to the room but since it was almost lunchtime when our parents arrived, we were just kissing and stroking our bodies over clothes.
In the afternoon, when the house was empty again, we went to my room. Now a little quiet and contented, we were exciting ourselves with our hands looking for and caressing each other's bodies. When our clothes still dressing us but totally messy and half open I put him in front of me and sat on the bed just opened up his trousers so that he could lower it and then his panties, with a large volume underneath them, which stood out. Pushed down the pantyhose and exposed before me this hard, hot and pulsating pinto. Without wasting any time I kissed him, licked and put it in his mouth. Push! How much do you miss sucking a beautiful pinto. While he took off the shirt I would suck on him and caress his butt. He was moaning with pleasure and could hardly stand up. I wanted to get him into sex madness. When I started caressing his ass he shivered and felt half awkward but kept taking out his shirt and let me act. With the head of his pinto inside her mouth I rubbed it around her tongue. This led him to ecstasy. Stroking his ass I ran up and down, a finger inside the reins that squeezed the entrance of her butt. He trembled again and this time wanted to retreat but I held firmly and he gave in. This part is well known. The kitchen entry is highly erogenous <unk> for both sexes - but men's prejudice makes them lose this opportunity to intensify an affair. I felt if it continued like this he would soon mock me so I stopped lying on the bed and giving him freedom to take off the rest of his clothes. Naked, a beautiful body and a very nice hard penis pointing forward lay down beside me hugging and then kissing me and putting his hand to work on my body. He caressed both of my breasts and smoothed out my belly. Examined my Mount Venus and descended into my cunt doing light gentle massages in my clitoris. His mouth opened mine and went down towards my little finger where he soon reached it and started sucking her ... and how she sucked! I opened up and shrunk my legs tightly so as to give him all the free space for that lovely blowjob I was receiving. What it was like to really give the change (rsss!)... My breathing started changing. My heart racing. How good a feeling! Seeing my excitement her mouth let go of my clitoris and sought mine again while that hard, sweet pinto looked for an entrance into my vagina and without any ceremony went in and penetrated me. Every inch a groan on my part. Whirlwind and soon I felt his pinto's head touch my uterine opening. until she, insatiably and hurriedly went into orgasmic contractions trying to suck all the nectar that was already being expelled from this pleasure member who also had been coming in for contractions. To tormented groans of great joy and delight we ended that trance. I'd really underestimated the boy. He entered like big people (rsss!) Later on I put a wide long T-shirt with nothing underneath it and walked over to the kitchen to get some water leaving my man still relaxed and softening up on the bed. I felt his naked body and his penis leaning on my little bundle. We made some caresses like this, and he started nibbling at the back of my head. One of those things that breaks down my resistance right away. He caused me to lean over the table. He lifted up my T-shirt and exposed my pocket and consequently my pussy. He was brushing my reins with his already hard and hot pints. I threw my arms forward and held onto the edge of the table delighting in that affection. I opened my legs wider and with my hands separated the bands of my bundle.
Have fun, my man.
I wanted to feel his warm nectar pouring out of her penis and trickling down my groin, through my asshole and dripping on the floor. And that's what happened. Tragically enjoying feeling this hot liquid doing whatever I want...and enjoyed it immeasurably. A noise at the entrance gate in our garden house took us away from that ecstasy and we ran into our rooms and logically into the bathroom. We were relaxed by a shower which brought us back to the innocent family already assembled in the living room after work. At night we went to the cinema where we caressed our sexes without disguise ...
The next morning, my parents went out early with Uncle and Peter. There was an event at the Assembly that they wanted Pedro to attend. I felt lonely and frustrated; it would last all day and there he'd eat his meals. At about ten o'clock I got up in a T-shirt without anything underneath as I liked sleeping. He sat down next to me with the excuse of having some more coffee... but suddenly he started talking:
- Yesterday, without you noticing I witnessed my son's affair with you.
I trembled at the bars, but remembered that strange noise of the gate... so he was inside and it was to warn us... but this conclusion did not alleviate my fears in any way.
Ever since yesterday, I can't stop thinking about the whole thing.
-Would you give a little of what my son gave me?
I couldn't face him. It was such a song! My uncle?! Never offer bananas to an ape, someone said...I would complete: never offer sex to an addict. Without looking at my uncle, lifting up he said:
- I'm going to take a shower...
Before leaving the room, without turning around I completed:
- Have one, too.
My head was racing. So someone in that family wasn't such a saint! (rsss!) I took a shower imagining the surrealism of it, my uncle singing to me... What would an older adult look like?
- I wonder if he understood my message.
If I had it would be the first time that I'd give to an older adult...I was really curious and...Tough with singing. I heard noises in the corridor, then my uncle wearing a robe walked into my room. My skirt is all shaved off and he saw me lying on his stomach waiting for him; everything about him petrified him. As I couldn't believe it, he would explore my whole body with his hands and mouth... sucking me up, licking me down.
- Calm down uncle, slowly.
He slowed down... he turned his attention to my cunt and grabbed it with a full hand embrace. I liked that. I opened up the legs and said, "Biss!" (sniffles) He kissed my belly, my Mount Venus and fell on my pussy sucking even more violently. I started getting wet and he was taking all of my pleasure fluid. He put his hand underneath my pocketknife and one finger soaked in my own vaginal fluid penetrated my anus. Almost died from pleasure. He would suck my pussy and make rotating movements and swaying with his fingers at the entrance of my vagina. His tongue tried to penetrate me. So he sadistically made fun of me... He sucked all the time from my contractions. When he noticed that I had finished, he lay down next to me and alternately suckled my breasts leaving behind my hard little nipples. I felt it and grabbed his penis. My hand was barely wrapping around this pleasure instrument. I gave him a good punch and then put it in his mouth. I wanted to feel the taste of an adult penis. He threw his arms back giving himself completely to me. I caressed myself with that almost purple head so red. I put and took several times out of my mouth. I sucked out the moans and little grunts of my uncle. But who could not bear it after a while was me. I couldn't stand no longer to feel that pinto inside myself, despite doubts about its fit. I knelt around him wrapping it up and went sitting slowly on this pinto which was waiting for me. It really was a bit thick for my cunt unused to those measurements. It hurt a little but carefully holding back pain until pleasure began I introduced it into myself. My uncle with eyes closed, arms thrown back, a smile dragged onto his lips... just delighting himself. My vagina gradually relaxed and adapted to that delicious pinto. I had never felt one so thick. It filled the entire space of my vagina, driving me mad with pleasure. The shuttle movements were at my expense. As in a horseback riding I went up and down making this pinto come out and go back inside without ever letting it completely leave. Our sexual juices mingled together and in our movement there was heard that characteristic little noise which excited us even more. Suddenly my uncle gave a louder growl and I felt flooded by his nectar of enjoyment. I enjoyed it more than any other desperate man, and the more my joy trembled, the stronger was my movements. My vagina soon afterwards came to orgasm and sucked that pinto like a mouth thirsty for sex. We had fun and lots of fun. At last, exhausted, I let myself fall on this body which gave me so much pleasure; when I felt that pento begin to become soft, I quickly withdrew by removing it from inside me and stooping down put it into my mouth sucking out the rest of the nectar mixed in mine, which is still coming out of that penta. I wanted him to soften up inside my mouth feeling the pleasure of our sex's taste. But my uncle also wanted to feel that flavor and we turned around quickly ending in a nice oral sex at half nine where each one sucked the other's sex. We stayed like this sucking on the mixture of our liquids until the end where his penis became totally soft and my little face felt like resting. We slept for a while in that position. Minutes later, my Uncle came out as if it were a rocket because he would be very late for the event and had to invent some story. She took a shower and left. I didn't need to rush so much, but went in the bathroom and settled for one of immersion; my head had not yet processed the whole thing because I was still feeling totally ecstatic; during the bath I relaxed in hot foamy water; a bath where I recalled every second of intercourse with my uncle and ended up masturbating even before going out and getting ready; at dinner we met as if nothing happened. Uncle and cousin announced their return home that it would be the next day. Peter and I went to the cinema where we again discreetly caressed each other's sex. Knowing what would happen, I warned myself and left without underwear so that my cousin had a better chance of getting his hands on it. We walked out of the cinema and headed home. My uncle was already asleep in the living room wearing pajamas reading some pamphlets. Pedro went into the bathroom. He knew he wouldn't be back for awhile because with all this excitement he should have been masturbating himself until he could laugh at me. So I took water from the kitchen; I turned around and passed through the hall towards my bedroom. I went up to my uncle and gave him one kiss which he will never forget. At the same time as I extended his hand to my little sketch he caressed it with all pleasure while I was looking for its pin. Wasn't that damned already hard? While kissing him I let him touch a bit of my pussy; I stroked its pin and finally said goodbye going into my room. I put on my T-Shirt which I liked to sleep. I did not have to take off my panties, because they were no longer there...I turned out the light and masturbated myself until I slept ... The next day uncle and cousin left. For many reasons including changes outside, I never saw them again. But today I remember those two chicks and get so excited to masturbate... it's always a good reason. Ah! The eggplant?