A Day Like Any Other (But Not This One!)

As usual, after class I came home always full of expectations common in teenagers of my generation with the same recurring theme: getting the first fuck! And even with the hormones bubbling in the bowels what we got in the end was a good old punch with the catechisms of Carlos Zefiro always in hand. That day I came home walking along the long corridor that connected the three buildings: in the first lived my grandmother and her current husband at the time; the second was occupied by my parents and in the third lived my aunt Carmem and her husband Benedito. I went on, because I loved talking to my aunt, who was not only a very witty person, but also a very attractive female; Carmem was short and a little overweight, but her attributes were unsurpassed in size and sensuality; she had large breasts that lived swinging as she walked from here to there in her minimalist kitchen with an old granite sink, a beaten stove and a noisy refrigerator, as well as a formic table with four rather battered chairs, which limited her movements by making her giggle waving her juicy ass. Yet some unusual noises made me slow down, suspecting that she was not alone in her house; stealthily I walked up to the few steps of the door leading to the kitchen and got down on my knees, putting my face through the window that allowed me a privileged view; I felt a shiver run through my skin when I saw what was happening at that moment: my aunt was naked, leaning on the formic table while a fellow, also naked, was fucking her booty from behind ..., and the fellow was not my uncle! It didn't take long for me to discover that the bastard was a fellow named Carlos, a truck driver and friend of the family; he shook hard, causing Carmem's body to shake with each assault, which culminated in a mockery of the female who moaned like a dog in heat, delighting in receiving the male's cock in her bucket; instinctively, I raised my hand to the sleeve and held my trousers by putting my stick out and punching slowly in the rhythm of what my eyes glimpsed. Carlos showed a performance worthy of a male eater, punching more and more, while squeezing the flesh of the buttocks between his fingers sometimes pulling, sometimes pushing, always resulting in a flowing enjoyment in the partner; I was so excited that I could hardly contain my impulse to mock, struggling to retain it long enough to enjoy that unique opportunity. "Ahhh! No more, Carminha! I have to mock!" the subject growled as he slowed down his movements. - Don't fill my fucking cup, you bastard! <unk> My aunt scolded, pushing the guy to get the mast out of her <unk> Let me finish in your mouth! In a few moments, my aunt was on her knees in front of Charles, holding her scroll with one hand while she was tonguing the rosary until she swallowed the tool sucking it with enormous vigor, making the male sigh deeply restraining himself from moaning denouncing the presence of his member inside my naughty aunt's mouth; the sucking did not take long to take effect, with the subject writhing as he ejaculated. Carlos scoffed so much that my aunt was not able to contain the charge in her mouth, letting it drain over her naked body that got all fucked up; by my turn I also reached my climax, ejaculating on the cement floor and grinding my teeth not to groan denouncing my testimony of the naiveté of Dona Carmem; Carlos bent down panting with the limb still dripping through the floor while my aunt rose up trimming the body. "Go away, you bastard! Get dressed and get out!" she said with an energetic tone, picking up her clothes from the floor and walking towards the bathroom. "Get out before Bené shows up and catches you in the act ... get out if you don't want to turn into a cloak! Carlos gave a naughty chuckle and dressed himself in a hurry as he walked towards the door where I was still prostrate and panting; he gathered the meager energies he still had and I tried to hide behind an old laundry tank, holding my breath until the guy disappeared down the corridor winning the street. I thought of confronting my aunt at that moment, taking the opportunity to take a peek, but to my misfortune I noticed the arrival of Uncle Benedito. I waited for him to come in and I came home already devising a way to use the flagrant in my favor. And that same night, I overheard a conversation from my father telling my mother that Aunt Carmem had already graced Uncle Benedito's forehead more than once! I felt that luck was in my favor to get my first fuck! And so the days went by, until the perfect opportunity came up. It happened on a Saturday afternoon when my father and my uncle, who were partners in a mechanical workshop, had to travel in a hurry to rescue a truck driver while my mother went shopping with my grandmother, leaving me alone at home. Calmly, I went to Aunt Carmem's house, finding that, as usual, she had left the kitchen door open. I entered quietly and searched the place with my eyes, realizing that she was not there. However, the noise of the shower indicated that she was taking a bath; I advanced towards the tiny bathroom which also had an open door and saw her silhouette through the plastic curtain of the booth; I was ecstatic to see her soaping herself with her hands as she walked across her body and my dick stretched out wanting to jump out of her pants; I breathed deeply and took off the clothes walking towards the booth and pulling the curtain quickly. - What's that, boy? <unk> My aunt screamed when she was surprised by me <unk> What is this naughty, huh? I didn't answer ..., in fact I didn't even need to since even grumbling like that, Aunt Carmem wouldn't take her eyes off my cock opening a hesitant expression between maintaining the posture and giving in to the erection. <unk>You know well what that is! It's a male with a hard-on! I mean ..., one more, since my uncle has no idea how many you've seen and has already given that fat bucket!<unk>, I answered with an ironic tone without fear. Carmem still tried to outline a reaction by pointing her finger at me and babbling a few words. I've already caught you and Carlão in the act, so stop being cool! "What do you want, you bastard?" she asked in a defeatist tone. - I want full service! <unk> I answered with more irony in my voice <unk> For starters, you can suck my dick! It was at that moment that Carmem's grimace disappeared giving way to a look of depravity and full of intentions. She pulled me by the arm under the shower and got down on her knees poking my dick and rewarding me with a tasty and very drooling blowjob. It was such an explosive sensation that my whole body reacted with shivering and involuntary muscle contractions, as if Carmem's mouth was capable of causing such a boner. And she showed herself so voracious that I had the impression that she wanted to swallow my dick at once; her hands massaged the balls and sometimes squeezed my buttocks while she swallowed deeply even choking, although my tool was not such a big thing. After a lot of sucking, the depravity stood up and kissed me with her tongue. "Hummm, feel the taste of your dick, moleque!" she said between kisses. In fact, I felt a certain initial disgust at being kissed by her, but everything soon passed and I went into the mood of enjoying more kisses. Immediately, she turned off the shower and came out of the stall towing me by the stick towards her room; she took a towel and wiped me asking me to do the same to her; Carmem went on throwing me on the bed and falling face down on the stick again; without warning she turned her body landing her cave on my face. I began timidly, sometimes licking, sometimes sucking, but Carmem made sure to teach me with not very precise guidelines and which served as an incentive for me to improve in sucking my first bouquet! I felt her joy pour out and I sucked it with courage to the sound of the moans and grunts of the bitch that rolled over me asking me not to stop sucking her. Even fat, Carmem moved with incredible agility and when I noticed me, she was sitting rubbing her crack on my dick. "It stings me! Hold the roller I sit on it!" she whispered in an impatient tone. I obeyed her instruction and I went crazy the moment the mouthpiece hugged my dick, as if swallowing it, causing a delicious sensation that almost caused me a delicious convulsion. And when she began to rise and fall on me, the whole sensation expanded in an indescribable way, causing a wave of tremors, shivers and contractions that drove me to the edge of madness. Carmem rode me hard, resting her hands on my shoulders and bending in such a way that her enormous breasts hung within reach of my mouth. <unk>What are you waiting for, jerk? Suck my tits! Suck that I like so much!<unk>, she demanded in a hoarse voice rubbing her hard beaks on my lips, urging me to react, which I did, sucking those delights and listening to the bitch moan like a dog in the heat. The fat one knew how to squirm on a stick and her movements provoked my libido to the point that I felt I had to restrain the impulse to enjoy very quickly and lose the mood. After too long, I felt my body shake, and I concentrated on not soaking Carmen's bottle with my hot brandy. "Ahhh! Afff! Uhhh! You're fucking good, bitch! You're making me wet!" she babbled in a hoarse voice, which served as a cue for me to denounce my alarming state, warning her that my fun was very close. You're not gonna fuck with me, you son of a bitch!" she growled as she slowed down to get ready for something else. Without hesitation, Carmem jumped to the side and began to suckle and punch my roll with enormous impetuosity, at the same time pulling and nibbling my balls; I took the opportunity to feel his colossal ass, first caressing his buttocks and then fingering in the valley between them until I reached the small hole that I treated as soon as I pressed with the tip of my middle finger; Carmem's reaction was expedited by rolling her butt and grunting something inaudible until she was able to drop the roll and charge me. -Moleque abused! What are you doing there, huh? <unk> she asked with an ironic tone and a sharp look <unk> Today not ..., will not give time ..., who knows then I will let you fuck me ..., as long as you behave! Carmem noticed my stunned look with her words, but did not shake, limiting herself to giving a cursory smile and swallowing my sucking stick more eagerly until she managed to make me reach orgasm; I felt my muscles contract involuntarily while my breathing arched to the rhythm of increasingly intense spasms until the flower of the skin hatched; I felt my stick swell and then pulsate, expelling the load of semen that I was carrying in the berries. It was so fucked up that I ended up licking Carmem's face and also my stomach still experiencing the delicious sensation of a stupendous fun that shook my body and dominated my senses. Without wasting time she jumped out of bed looking for another towel that she threw on me so that I could clean myself at the same time as she pushed me out of bed tearing the sheets with great skill. After taking them to the laundry tank, she went back to the room trying to hurry me. -Come on, kid, hurry up! <unk> Did she start crying again while dressing in a hurry <unk> the staff will be back soon ..., and look there, did you see? Shut up, did you understand? - I understand, yes, aunt <unk> I answered while I was getting dressed <unk> But my mouth to be very quiet depends only on you! If you understand me ... -Hum, you little brat..., are you really an abuser? <unk> she interrupted with a naughty tone and a look full of intentions <unk> All right..., I get it..., we'll talk later ..., now, go away! A few hours later, everyone was home, and I had to struggle to hide from everyone the expression of my stupid teenage happiness that seemed to be stamped on my face and that could turn me in, and in the days that followed, the only thing I thought about was the possibility of fucking my aunt's ass... "He who waits always gets it!" is a popular saying that does not fit into the bubbling hormonal adolescence of my youth and I was eager to get my aunt ... but, fortunately for me, fate decided to smile on me. Without warning, my father and my uncle took an unexpected trip that I thought was more pleasure than duty; and on top of that, they took the Carlão with them, which left my aunt climbing through the walls, since the subject was her fixed cornet. One night she came to talk to my mother asking me to sleep with her, since she was afraid of being alone (!); of course her request was granted, even though I suspected that my mother had been persuaded to do it for no reason; the fact was that I took my clothes and went to Aunt Carmem's house right after dinner. Her kitchen was dividing the room with an old sofa and a television arch almost falling apart. We were sitting watching a show when I felt Carmem's hand groping my crotch. Have you got your tent ready, young man? she asked in an anxious and impatient tone. I was naked in the blink of an eye, and Carmem did the same, dropping her mouth on my dick, sucking with hunger pangs; she sucked a lot and punched too, showing herself exasperated with the rigidity of my roll; complained that Uncle Benedict didn't give any more in the leather and that a new dick was always better to suck. "It's good to suck, yes ..., but it's even better to fuck a little pig!" "Who knows, but you'll have to lick him first!" she said, turning her back on me and lying on all fours on the couch. Carmem told me to fuck her ass and I immediately took a stand, first brushing with my head and then hitting hard; until my aunt didn't have a very tight ass, because after two vigorous strokes, I broke the folds by dipping deep into that tasty beef. I started beating so hard that Carmem was trying not to scream, denouncing what we were doing in the dead of night. I kept beating my ass and feeling the sweat burst out of all the pores to the sound of Carmem's muffled moans that also enjoyed while rolling for my dick to go as deep as possible; it was a long and profuse anal fuck, my first and maybe one of the best I've ever had in my life with a shameless and very slutty female! And when my climax came I didn't hesitate to mock, soaking Carmem's ass with a good load of hot, slimy gala, she grunted still stifled and then stood waiting for my stick to wither and slide out of her hole; I was still very naughty, separating the buttocks and aiming at that laced hole and pouring shit, sticking two fingers inside it and fucking hard. In the end we slept naked and clutched together; in the morning, Carmem made me jump out of bed early, telling me to go home. We didn't say a word to each other, and after that day so many things happened that we never climbed again. Memories don't die.