Lucky and unlucky (1)

From my youth, when for the first time in my life I was naked in front of other boys of the same age, I discovered the obvious, namely, that I was not endowed with an oversized cock, and with the passage of time I came to realize that what seemed to be a torment was only a physiological reality that needed to be compensated with other skills; in this way I devoted myself to developing these skills using the rest of my body to the benefit of gaining a competitive advantage when faced with an opportunity for a good fuck or a longer-lasting adventure.
The first of these skills that required my dedication was the good use of orality; in the passing of time the experiences with the partners resulted in an excellent result in such a way that oral sex became commendable compensating for any disability; however and the good of the truth in traditional sex (type <unk>daddy and mommy<unk>), until I did not do badly. Added to this was the fact that I did not have any age restriction regarding my partner, being a young, a mature or even one who was already in the autumn of his life. And one of these experiences was simply wonderful and unforgettable.
I had an uncle on my father's side who I had always known to be a macho jerk who loved to jump the fence and cheat on his wife at every turn, oblivious to his wife's feelings; on the other hand, my aunt was a somewhat melancholy woman, because she knew of her husband's betrayals and turned a blind eye so as not to dissolve the family and lose her grown-up children; all this to me was sheer gibberish, but I respected her position, although I thought she should give back by putting horns into my uncle. So there was a period when he and my father went into a business in the dry cargo area, and me and my two cousins were called upon to help them by establishing close ties with the family and also with my aunt.
Isaltina, my aunt, was a woman in her fifties who had married very young to my uncle who was her first and only man, devoting himself to the care of the home and offspring; she was not a beautiful or attractive woman of medium height, a little overweight and always dressed in a naked way; nevertheless something about her excited me and whenever possible I enjoyed her company talking and laughing to the point where she saw in me a confidant. <unk> Come here, tell me something: do you find me attractive?<unk>, she asked one day when we were alone right after lunch stamping on her face an expression between anguish and anxiety. I tried to discourage her, but Isaltina showed herself in an emphatic response by putting me against the wall.
-Look, aunt ..., if you really want to know ..., yes, I think you're very nice! <unk> I answered frankly and without any strings on my tongue fearing the result of my statement.
-Thank you very much! At least someone finds me desirable - she retorted with a dismissive tone - which is not the case with your uncle ..., he prefers anyone else, but not me!
Silently she proceeded with her affairs and soon afterwards retired to her room leaving me there in the kitchen not quite knowing what I should do; I went down to the warehouse where the office stood and continued to take care of the paperwork that both my uncle and my father hated to take care of still with the image of Aunt Isaltina in my mind operating an excitement well above normal; almost at the end of the afternoon my father and my uncle announced that a casualty-free accident on the road required the presence of both of them and my father left me in charge of taking care of everything, as my cousins were also on the road with their respective loads.
-I already told your mother that you'll sleep here tonight so your aunt won't be alone <unk> my father said before leaving <unk> your cousin is going to her fiancé's parents' house and that's why you're staying here! ..., and don't worry that I've already warned your mother and calmed the beast.
A little stunned by the urgency of my father and without thinking about the situation of being alone with my aunt, my immediate concerns were about where to sleep and what to wear the next day; after closing the expedient I went up and I found Isaltina preparing dinner already informing me that she had heard about what happened and indicating the direction of the bathroom. <unk>Put a new towel and have a pants and shirt of her cousins that I think will serve in you ..., I'll let you know when the food is ready!<unk>, she announced without even looking at me; I went to the bathroom obediently and took a shower wearing the clothes that she arranges for me. We ate in silence and then I helped her with the dishes before we went to the room to watch a little television.
She seemed somewhat restless and after a while announced that she would retreat to her room giving me the option of sleeping in the room or in the basement behind the warehouse where my cousins used to sleep and said goodbye laconically; as I had nothing better to do I stayed in the room watching television and a while later I ended up falling asleep; I do not know what time it was when I was awakened by strange sounds that I could not identify the origin; I checked the hearing and soon discovered that they came from my aunt's room. I noticed that the door to the room was not completely closed exhibiting a gap through which the light escaped indicating the possibility that my aunt was awake.
Carefully I crawled to the edge of the door and stood on my heels trying to spy out what was going on inside; I was stunned to see my naked aunt on the bed beating a violent mermaid to the point of inserting two fingers into her bouquet at the same time as she rubbed the ice until she had an orgasm that she celebrated without much fanfare, perhaps concerned about my presence inside the house; it was such an exciting scene that it became impossible for me not to put my hand inside my pants by applying a vigorous punch to my fist that was beating so hard. The situation gained contours of absolute ecstasy with me enjoying a solitary passionate scene fueled by that libidinous while my aunt was still squirming impertinently, seeming unsatisfied with the enjoyment of the mermaids that my aunt had already enjoyed. "Alas!
"What's that, punk? You've gone mad, haven't you?" she shouted back without rehearsing modesty for her nakedness on the bed. "You invade my room and you're still showing that hard, thick cock in your hand! How long have you been spying on me?"
- Yes, aunt! - I replied with an emphatic and fearless tone - I saw the pleasant jokes that the lady had playing with her scarf ..., that's when my fingernail got so hard!
I'm going to tell your mother everything, you see? she retorted in a threatening tone, but without taking her eyes off my tool.
- Don't do that, aunt, please! - I begged as I slowly approached the bed where she lay naked. - Look at that! It's your fault! You're too stubborn!
"Humpf! Okay! I'll pretend to believe it!" she replied with a tone of disdain, extending her hand in my direction. "Come here closer... I'll take care of that pistol!"
I was slowly getting closer and when I found myself, Aunt Isaltina had already taken my hand away holding the cane with hers; for a moment she examined the brute and soon after resumed the fist she applied with great energy leaving me very agitated; some time later she lay down on her stomach and pulled the pike until she managed to have it inside her mouth; the feeling of her mouth licking and then sucking my pin was too maddening, raising my degree of excitement to limits unknown until then to a young man like me ..., Isaltina sucked my pistol with such dedication that I did not have time to warn her of the arrival of my orgasm.
With my muscles tangled together I felt the cock pumping semen that gushed in jets into Isaltina's mouth that she seemed to enjoy so much as to have a new orgasm; when I tried to back away fearing that my abuse had crossed the line, she held my buttocks squeezing them tightly enough so that I could not pull away the pistol that was still lying pulsating inside her mouth; and to finish in an even more surprising way, Isaltina let my soft cock drain out of her mouth opening it so that I could see my semen inside her before she swallowed it all at once.
- For now, let's make a deal, moleque - she said as she wiped the corners of her lips with the palm of her hand - I don't tell about your abuse and you don't go around bragging about what happened here between us ..., you understand?
Unable to utter a single word, I nodded emphatically with my head displaying a mixed expression of joy and unease; and before anything else needed to be said, Isaltina kicked me out of the room without further ado. It was a restless night for me thinking of my naked aunt masturbating and then sucking my cock until it took my milk that made a point of swallowing looking at my frozen face; unfortunately, that night took a long time to repeat itself, because besides the return of my father, my uncle and my cousins, the re-opening of the school year took me a little further away from the office routine in which I only appeared almost at the end of the afternoon and on those occasions she tried to avoid me while I yearned for a chance to be alone with her. I tried my best not to give in, but several times she made a point of exhibiting everything by protruding her grandmother's shoe and noticing a little laughter inside.
Finally, on a Friday, my father announced that he and his brother were going to Brasilia to confirm the delivery of a shipment, and on the way back, they would pass through Goiânia, where they would see a potential customer returning only in the middle of the following week. Similarly, I was informed that my cousins were scheduled to travel that same day.
I'll give you a decent bath!
She then took off her clothes and came with me to the booth, taking a sponge and starting to soap my body, taking care to spread herself on my private parts, which soon resulted in a beautiful erection; without ceremony, she got down on her knees and began to suck my cock while massaging the balls and occasionally squeezing my buttocks; I did not know the reason, but at that time my peak took a long time to be reached and when it happened she did not waste a single drop praising my performance.
-Your uncle is kind of loose with that! <unk> she commented in a moderate tone as she wiped me <unk> I don't know if it's the age or those tramps he has on the street! ..., but you even hold the lock well ..., now let's have dinner!
"I'm going to take a shower and then I'll call you!" she said without looking at me as I sat down in the chair in front of the television; the anxiety was killing me, and it got even worse when she came out of the bathroom naked walking towards her room. "Come here, baby!" she cried a few minutes later; I entered the room and saw her lying on the bed with her legs open making cuddles in her old fur coat.
"Come, I'll show you how to suck a blow job!" she ordered, looking at me with a pretended expression of sobriety. She instructed me to lie on my stomach between her legs and took care to keep the blow job open with her fingertips.
Although I was not very experienced, Aunt Isaltina proved to be an excellent teacher even with her rude gestures and her impatient speech; in a matter of minutes I already knew exactly what I should do and I delighted in licking and sucking that sarcasm by holding the impertinent cricket between my lips giving vigorous suckers that were enough for Isaltina to shake herself on the bed ravaged by several orgasms whose copious nectar poured flooding my always eager mouth; while she was in the mood for many amusements she squeezed her flaccid breasts and nibbled her hard nipples raising the level of her pleasure; everything was so good that for me we could spend the rest of the night that way, but Isaltina ended up having the fun of asking me to get out of the middle of her legs and sit next to her.
"I'll tell you something, moleque..., and it's a secret, you see?" she whispered with an enigmatic expression, taking my stick in one of her hands. "If your uncle gave me a tongue-wash like the one you gave me today..., I don't even care about a climb! For me there's nothing better than that!
I had no idea, I replied in a surprised tone, very different from what happens at home.
- What's the matter? Go! Now you've started, tell me! <unk> she interrupted without hiding her curiosity.
Of course, I never saw my parents climbing, but a teenager with a fertile mind is a libidinous and creative workshop; I recounted some episodes fructified in my mind and I realized the excitement taking care of my aunt who was rocking on the bed not taking long to bring one of her hands to the bottle starting a hallucinatory fingering. At one point taken by a state of full thrashing, she interrupted me asking me to suck the beaks of her breasts while she was still engaged in siricar her bottle getting another sequence of orgasms. <unk> Cockroach, moleque! You made me sick, again ..., just to remember ..., Afff! I know that your father has a python of greater respect! Much more than his brother's! <unk> she commented with exasperated takes leaving me unconscious of his statement.
Anyway, that night we slept soundly and over the course of the early morning the bitch woke me up to lick and suck her bucket getting some more good jokes; in the morning she woke up on her heels kicking me out of bed saying that she had a job in the office of the transporter. However, I was happy when she told me about my mother's call wanting to know when I would come home receiving as an answer that this would happen only on Monday night. Saturday night proved to be a delirious experience with me exhibiting a dedicated performance that made my aunt enjoy everything she had right receiving in return a very unusual gift.
She got up on all fours on the bed and instructed me to separate her buttocks by licking all the fluff leaving the dough well oiled with saliva; in an unthinking gesture I began to brush the area with the glans of my stick and Isaltina's reaction was surprising. <unk>Pork stick on my ass! Strike hard! Push it all at once ..., Ahhh! Argh! So! That! <unk>, she grunted as I put the pistol in her throat pulling at once; I was somewhat surprised to realize that that cock wasn't very tight offering a little resistance only at the beginning then to welcome the troll inside. Many vigorous tail licks or always my aunt's babbling in that cock entering phrases descending from shaky hysterical grunts, loud whining and prolonged groaning until I reached the climax of my load and I reached a good load.
I challenged her with our sweaty, slippery bodies, gasping breaths while my cock was still attached to her ass, and she groaned with excitement as she felt it flowing out, allowing my milk to flow with her joy, and we still slept together, and I was exulting in the gift I had received from her.
On Monday afternoon I saw my cousin arrive from the groom's house all smiling and affectionate; Verena was a young woman always with a contagious joy with whom I liked to converse given her spontaneity in discussing any subject demonstrating a naturally acquired knowledge of life; after we greeted each other she went up to the house and I remained closing the file with the arrival of some collection vehicles waiting until they were stored in the huge shed that was at the end of the street. And once again, as soon as I went up I received instructions to take a bath before dinner; it was a lively dinner and I did not hide the pleasure I felt in conversing with my cousin even in front of the jumped look of Issabi's spine that looked at us from the sole.
I was getting ready to sleep on the couch when my aunt warned me that she and her daughter were going to take a bath, instructing me to wait for them; a little stunned by the information, I saw no other choice but to obey, waiting for what could happen that night, never imagining that it could be something so hallucinatory. Without warning, Verena and Isaltina left the bathroom doorway heading for my aunt's room before my overwhelmed expression to see them acting with absolute naturalness. Verena was a very desirable female specimen with her curly hair adorning a face with firm, slightly sharp eyes, thin lips and a flat little nose that granted her an arc of boundless knowledge; her nakedness was already a chapter with a slim body, endowed with a mediocre breast, endowed with an intriguing and tough little red eyes and a lot of appetite.
When I was called, I went into the room and saw my cousin lying on the bed with her legs open, with my aunt sitting next to her on the edge, caressing her daughter's sweetheart. <unk>Pay attention, you naughty bastard! It's not to fuck your cousin, is it? Her pussy already has an owner ..., but she can suck as much as she wants ..., and she doesn't waste time!<unk>; she didn't have to say anything else to me jumping between Verena's legs, starting to suck and lick her pussy covered by a thin layer of pubic hair that I also made a point of licking; it didn't take much firm effort to make my cousin enjoy a first sequence of orgasms that made her twist and jump on the bed, forcing me to hold her securely.
A good while later, Isaltina ended our amusement with other more libidinous ideas in mind; she made me lie on my stomach with both of them coming over me, with Verena placing her sherry over my face while my aunt with a fist of cornflakes over my belly guided the gun in the direction of her brioche; thus I enjoyed an experience not only new to me but also endowed with a mind-boggling excitement; feeling my aunt go up and down on my pistol at the same time as my cousin rubbed her little bucket on my face triggered a delusion that inexplicably left me under the domination of those insatiable females who used and abused me until I reached a physiological limit and soon fell into a profuse enjoyment endowed with inadequacy. And yet, of course, the primordial praise was not exhausted, and that's when I had my appetite for serving on my little bed.
Unfortunately this story did not have a happy ending, because a huge family disagreement separated my father from his brother as well as families distanced themselves preventing any kind of contact. The only meeting I had with my cousin was at her wedding being only me invited to the event; at the party that followed my uncle regretted our estrangement and asked me not to hold any grudge in the future when this event came to light; at one point, my aunt made a gesture with her head and called me to one of the hall indicating that she wanted to keep a private conversation far away from everyone. <unk>Look, annoy ..., if one day you come to know about all this confusion, do not discount your father or me ..., we were young and did not think right about the consequences of our actions!<unk>, she said with her eyes watering.