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My sixteenth birthday. He'd come home from class, had lunch and laid down for a while. Then with nothing to do, I lay on the living room couch and went to watch the afternoon session. About sixteen thirty, my aunt Ana came home to congratulate me on her birthday. She's a very nice aunt of those people who really captivate you. — I came by to congratulate you, a well-deserved hug and invite you to go to the mall together so you can pick out an outfit for yourself. — You don't need an aunt, it's already a great gift to me your visit and your embrace. — No way! I make a point of giving you a birthday suit. Go change now and we'll go. I didn't argue with her. I ran and went to the mall to change. I was already imagining a pair of jeans and a matching shirt. That'd be great. We went to the mall and when we got there we headed for a clothing store. I still modestly suggested that we should buy at C & A, but Aunt Ana pulled me by the arm, shoved me into a big boutique and started looking at me with pants and shirts. She put about three on her arm, along with some shirts and said: — Let's go to the dressing room and see how these look. I followed her. She, posted outside, would give me a pair of pants and a shirt to wear at a time. When I got ready, I opened the curtain, and she looked at me and said, — Try this one. Now those pants in that shirt... Now that shirt with those other pants. Everything would be normal if it wasn't an event. By giving me the second pants, my aunt accidentally opened the curtain too much and you can see me in my underwear. I know it wasn't intentional, but the truth is she looked at me differently. It made it so that the other times that she tried to give me pants or shirts she would get ahead in time before I put on, so she could see me half naked. When I realized her intention, I couldn't control myself and my dick swelled under my white cotton shorts that contrasted with my dark body. Aunt Anne kept a serious look of a married woman, mother of two daughters who were about my age and who was an aunt, but could not disguise the appetizing look that ate me when opening the curtain. At that I began to show off and she left the curtain open longer. The cock was about to explode and it was already moving away from my body part of the waist of my underwear. Realizing that, when I took my pants off, I pulled it hard, which made my little piece of clothing go down a bit. In the final match evidence, the strategy I used revealed half my penis, disguised it and pulled it in. My aunt was livid and swallowed dry. When we finished the purchase, we went to lunch and then went home. There was a climate in the air, we hardly exchanged any more words until my aunt stopped at a signal and I distractedly looked at a billboard with just a bikini model. — Yeah! Sixteen years old and the anguish of boys your age. — What anguish! — That's it! You can't see a woman who gets all erect. — What's that, aunt? — That's right. Are you gonna tell me that's a lie? — It's not that much either. — But you are a man. I couldn't help but notice in the dressing room that you're physically prepared for adulthood. — That's the problem, Aunt Ana! — What problem? — Well, as you said yourself, I'm physically prepared for adulthood, but I still physically lead a child's life. — What do you mean by that? — I mean that – I laugh badly – I have the tools, but I do not know, despite wanting to practice the profession. She laughed profusely and left me a little embarrassed. — But that's how it is. Everything has its time. — I just think it's time for something to happen now, you know. I live with will, my physicist, as you say, asks every day and practically every hour. — But that's normal. - Normal? Normal if I could get out, but I can't. — What do you do, then? — Ah aunt! Never mind. - Bullshit, tell me, don't be ashamed. You catch up? — What do you mean? — If he caresses, takes your penis, masturbates? I kept my mouth shut, now I'm the one who was livid. She kept going. - That's normal at your age. Another red light and she stopped. He stared at me and saw that under my shorts the volume had returned intensely, as it had been there at the mall. — That never goes down, does it? - Sorry! — You don't have to apologize. — I wanted to talk to you without feeling it, but it's just that pretty much all the time I'm like this. It's nice to talk about these things with you, because you don't seem to have prejudices, you speak openly. — I'm your aunt, I have daughters living your age and I'm a woman, I've already accumulated some life experience. I know it's good to talk at this hour openly. Whenever you need me, you can count on me. — Talk where? Only if it's here in traffic until we get home. You know how my mother would never be this open. — It's true. You're right. You want to continue this conversation now, don't you? - Yeah. Yes, I do. — Then promise me to keep it a secret. Let's go to a place there so we can be alone and quiet. I'll just warn you. Rule 1: it's mortal secret; rule 2: we'll only talk, don't confuse with anything else. Okay? - Okay. Aunt Anne changed her way, took an avenue and left the busy streets, took a speedway and quickly reached the entrance of the city. Then we went into a motel, she asked for a premium suite and introduced me to the palace of luxury. — Do you remember the rules? — Yes, I am. — So let's sit in bed and talk. — Can I stay in the pool? — What about your clothes? Okay. I'll turn around, you take off your clothes, you come in, then you come over the edge so I don't see you naked and then we'll talk. I did as she said and we started talking. But my aunt was upset and looked behind my back to see my ass. I spent about ten minutes talking about girlfriends, insecurity, doubts, and then I said, — I'm cold, I want out. — I'll get the towel, go out and run the water. When I came back, Aunt Ana saw me with a huge prick out, hard, pointing up. - Oh, Andre. I'd rather not see this huge cock that you have, she's beautiful and I'm doing the guts to resist the impulses that she's been provoking me. He gave me the towel, he looked at me and he couldn't resist taking my dick. I think I'll give you another little birthday present. Aunt Ana undressed and left the display of her beautiful body. It was a crown of about 45 years, but it preserved a perfect silhouette. Full breasts, thin waist, wide hips, a slightly hairy pussy, and a tight butt. The thighs were thick and together. Crazy horny, positioned herself on four and left out, pushing away the thick legs, a big pussy. With one hand, he positioned my cock in the entrance of his cunt and made me penetrate it. I felt her come in the second shot and I continued. Then she changed her position and made me fuck her face, and then she rode over me grunting like a crazy bitch, and then she finally got on four again and made me eat her ass. Before I made fun of her aunt, who had already made fun of her three times, she took my cock and shoved it in her mouth, making me cum in it. When we finished, we swore to each other about what happened, and I made her promise me encores. But my aunt isn't easy, I've called her, asked her other times, but she always denies me. However, I noticed a flaw in her, she can't see a stick standing, I don't know if it's because we're from the Machado family, but my aunt's only relapse was at Grandpa's place when I introduced myself naked to her. There was no way we could fuck anymore. I touched a hot crab and she gave me a nice hand job.