My story - Part 1 - my hairy crown

My story <unk> Part 1 - my hairy crown
My name is Bruno, I'm 49 years old, 1.81 meters tall, 72 kilos. Brown hair turning gray. Married with two children and a stable socioeconomic situation.
After reading several erotic stories, I decided to tell here the sexual experiences that have most marked my life. Although me or my partners (let's say) are not like most of the characters who appear in the tales, i.e., men super gifted and women almost always no matter their age healthy, perfect and beautiful.
The first experience that marked me most was at the age of 17 in 1973, 32 years have passed (how quickly time passes). In fact it started 2 years before, when my aunt Vilma, older sister to my mother moved into our house soon after becoming widowed. At this time (1971) she was 43 and I 15.
This came about because my father spent a lot of time away from home on business trips and she would be company for my mother.
Our house was large and had a guest room in the back, with kitchen/balcony and bathroom on the ground floor.
I had no intimacy with my aunt, first because she did not live in our town when married and secondly because she was very dry, closed-minded woman of few words.
About four or five months after she moved in with us, one December afternoon I was sitting on the patio of our guest house leaning against the bathroom floor reading a ghost magazine (remember him?), when I heard moans coming from the toilet. My eyesight was not good, I couldn't see that sketch, only saw the breasts (very full) and her thigh since my vision was of her profile but I understood what she was doing. That woke me up for her and gave me a nice hand job Needless to say from that day on I started stopping at that place in addition to starting an approximation with it (any reason served to be near her over time stayed there more than in my house proper) and noticing more about its physique .
She was a tall woman, about 5'10", weighs maybe 70 kilos with dark hair curled just below the shoulders and fair skin.
Every time she took a shower I'd spy on her, but the best part was when it got really hot and she would go to sleep in her underwear or sometimes naked.
About a year after she moved into our home, one night I was in my upstairs room (my house is an attic) playing button football while my mother talked and had wine with my aunt and a friend named Teresa.
Teresa was a 50-year-old woman. Blonde, pleasant face (almost beautiful), curly hair, 1.65 meters tall, about 75 kilograms well distributed, with nice little feet (she taught me to like female feet). Very kind and extroverted, terribly outgoing. Dressed in an extremely elegant way. She had been widowed for 10 years and had two children who were studying in Porto Alegre.
I began to hear Teresa's laughter. My mother was laughing and making her laugh softly. Curious, I went up the stairs to see if I could listen better. They were in the living room. So I came down, walked out of the garage and leaned against a window that had been half-open. And they talked about men. Teresa said that with her it was worse, because she had been a widow for more than 10 years and in the <unk>seca<unk> (her words). She lived madly of erection. I think they were already quite high due to wine. My aunt told me that until her husband got sick he always had an extremely active sex life. She said that from him she learned a lot. That they did swinging, exchange couples and ménage (these things only came out later), both with men and women, besides other unconfessable follies. Teresa was excited about it because she made her tell everything in detail. While my aunt spoke, she pressed her legs together and occasionally passed her hand on the sketchbook. I could see that my auntie was also aroused by those memories, as she did what Theresa had done. Teresa said that she would confide to him and told him that she used a vibrator for masturbation. My aunt apologized and left, came back immediately afterwards with a plastic bag from which she took out two rubber sticks, one of them being black. that you miss a real stick<unk>. Then he looked at my mother and said: I'll tell you something, do not leave your son alone too close to me that I will end up teaching him some things. - God Teresa!!... he is a child. - Child!!!??? Look how big the guy is. She said goodbye saying - <unk>I'll have to put out that fire at home by myself, and I already thought Vilma could help me....<unk>. She left laughing. My mother and my aunt continued talking about it. My mom was curious; she wanted to know everything about the sex life of my auntie and her husband. So I walked into my aunt's bathroom ready to punch her. When I sat down in the jar, there were her panties on top of the laundry basket. That was it! I picked up those white underpants and looked at their bottoms from inside and could see a slightly yellowish fillet. I smelled... almost died ... what delicious smell, then I started sniffing and masturbating myself. It was one of the best punches that I had ever hit in my life. Needless to say, since then her pants have become an obsession for me. Every time she took a shower, I'd make my way into the bathroom just to grab her panties and punch them. Occasionally I would find some combs stuck in them - that was it! After a few months they started smelling stronger, sometimes wetter and even dirtier, with little brown threads on their bottoms.
(She told me later: When I realized that you were always taking my underwear in the bathroom, I started to take care of you, then I saw that you smelled and licked while punching. Then I couldn't resist. I began cleaning myself with them every time I masturbated. Sometimes I would even stay two days with the same panties only to leave it very dirty and stinky. I noticed that the more stinking you liked, the more it drove me crazy. Me who already lived with a hard-on, each time I saw this almost died.)
I became more and more daring, whenever it was possible for me to lean over... spy on her legs and body with a naked eye.
As time went by, I got too confident and became careless with the underwear business... not realizing she was suspicious.
One night, I went into the bathroom right after she came out of the shower and was in her fist smelling and licking her panties when she walked in. I had forgotten to lock my door. What a shock! I didn't know what to do. She stood looking at me with a slight smile. Looking at my underwear and my dick. Turned around and left but first said: "When you are finished I will go inside".
The next day, when I came home from school, she called me. I thought: You fucked up! She was in the kitchen making a snack. She invited me to have lunch with her. So I sat down in front of her and said: "Auntie... sorry, it's bad". <unk> All right, she answered. There was a heavy silence that she broke by asking: Bruno ... why don't you have a girlfriend? You are cute, nice, smart guy ... aren't shy, are you? It is what I know .. no ... - How do you not speak ! Talk to me ... because ? - Well Aunt ... She swallowed dry, was half out of fun but found an argument. Guri ... you have to find someone your own age who has the same interests as you and shares the same worries... not a woman older than you. A twenty-something is already wanting other things; she wants a companion rather than a guri so that she can finish creating. That offended me. I got pissed in my face. I might be wrong because you're my aunt, but...I don't even like twenty-something gourds. I prefer women who are really mature and know their stuff. She smiled at me and said: "That's right darling; she just doesn't want you to suffer later". - You won't tell your mother what I was doing? - Of course not! It is normal. Everything heals. - I always tell the truth aunt, never lie, just omit. - Well... Tell me, have you ever slept with any woman? I mean, did you ever make love to some women? <unk> Bitch-what happened, for that one I didn't expect, it was half awkward but I answered the truth. <unk> No auntie, not at all. I only gave kisses and hugs in cute ones. I wanted to say it was because she gave me a hard-on, that's what I want to eat, but I replied: "I live with an erection" - She still wasn't satisfied, so she asked again: "How long do you take my panties?" - About two years ago - Son ... I am your aunt... You can not keep doing this.
And then she told me that I had to go out, and so I went home... but I was pretty sure I could jerk off in her panties afterwards.
As the days passed, I did my entrance examination and could see from the gauge that it had gone well for me.
A few days after my aunt caught me with her panties, I noticed that Teresa was quite loose with me. She hugged me more often and on those occasions she leaned all the body against mine. He even put his hand over my cock in front of my mother and jokingly said: That's getting big Deborah... My mom looked at her with that look of reproach but she didn't give it up.
Christmas would be celebrated at home. They'd see Teresa, my grandparents, my uncles and cousins. It would be a lot of people because my mother has besides my aunt four brothers who are all married with children.
My aunt and Teresa went home that afternoon to help my mother with the preparations for Christmas dinner.
During the dinner everyone drank a lot, especially Teresa, she said that they had to take advantage because her sister took the old people to spend Christmas with her. Around two o'clock everybody left leaving only Theresa and my auntie at home. The three of them were already quite tall and decided to get out. They got 2 bottles of champagne. I was there with them. They kept talking in code but I brought up all the crap. It was a festival of legs, panties and muffins. They didn't care. They lifted their skirts showing thighs and when they opened their legs I could see the pants. Needless to say that my cock was very hard. I couldn't disguise it. My aunt noticed and started mocking me by saying: "So fucking horny??????? Is this just for looking at my thighs????? or is it because of Teresa ????".I got kind of uncomfortable, but I answered laughing:"I am neither iron nor Aunty.... you and Theresa are showing those thighs...My father laughed and said: That son,... enjoy! He pulled on his dad. If I with 41 already can only imagine the guy with 17. And you can rest assured that I'll make the most of them.
Teresa got up and said she was going to leave, that it was already very high, and asked me to take her home, which is about 50 meters from mine. My aunt joked, "You won't abuse the crazy guy!!! - And why not????? I swear I do nothing he doesn't want", she laughed.
We walked out, I put my arm around her and she hugged me by the waist. When we got to her house I was about to go back when she invited me over for one last beer with her. We went in, she went into the kitchen, picked up a bottle of whiskey, and then we went to the living room. And we sat down on the couch; she took off her shoes and said: "Oh! My feet hurt so much... give them a massage"... She stepped away from the corner of the sofa and placed her feet on my lap, legs slightly bent. Her feet were beautiful. The nails painted just shiny, well done, soft little foot, middle finger bigger than thumb. I began to massage them, and she closed her eyes. The sleeve of the dress that had been at knee height came down leaving my thighs exposed. She opened up a little bit her legs so I could see her black panties. My dick looked like it was going to burst. I took courage and while massaging her foot I pressed him against mine first lightly but since there wasn't any reaction on the contrary I was already pushing frantically. This encouraged me and I started kissing all of her fingers when she said, "Put your tongue in them". And then I began to lick it and suck my finger. She was now moaning; so I didn't hold back any longer, but slid my right hand over her leg until we reached the thighs. She stood quietly only groaned with closed eyes while sighing. Then I let go of her foot and bent down on top of her till I could kiss her mouth. My hands were upside-down from underpants. So I kissed those lips and sucked out that tongue. I started to pull down my panties, but our position was difficult so I reached inside and touched that bunch of combs. She moaned and said: "Aiiii ... how delicious.....<unk>". When I managed to put her finger in the crevice I could see she had gotten all wet. She began pushing on my head. I kept sliding until it came face-to-face with her underpants. That's when I noticed she was super hairy. The hairs were coming out from her underwear appearing at both sides and top. As I pulled them down a wonderful sight opened up for me. They started about four or five fingers below the navel and went to the kitchen (I saw this later). Instinctively I was smelling her mouthpiece.... what a delicious smell, albeit strong, maybe because it was very hot and she had been sweating so much but I loved it. I pulled back my combs a little bit and opened up those lips of that muzzle, came across a pinkish, hard cricket. I passed my tongue lightly and he moaned loudly. Then I began sucking and licking it. this my crazy mouth.... suck your crown... go my macho.....<unk>. The more she moaned and talked, the more I sucked until: "Aiii doesn't stop son of a bitch .... does not stop that I will enjoy ... aiii ... i dieeeeerrr.... what good thing is it.... take ... you bastard ... take all the milk ... arrrrrrrr <unk> . It seemed like she was urinating. That liquid with such a peculiar salty taste flowed through my mouth. (I had never sucked a woman before but in porn movies or conversations with friends, I had never seen or heard so much fluid come out) Today I know that this varies from woman to woman and it is even rare for a woman to expel fluid in the way she does.) She had a strong spasm, then began sighing and relaxing, pulled my head back, kissed my mouth slowly and long, then put her on his chest. He started making me coffee, sigh relieved and with a slight smile on his lips, while I stood there, sticking what was an iron against her knee, almost mocking.
After about five minutes she said: "Now it's my turn. Let me give you a little pleasure". So I said, 'I want to see you naked.' - Look... I am not some girl <unk> I know.... this is how I like it, don't want any girls <unk> i know ... your auntie has already told me...<unk> Then she got up, opened the zipper on the back of her dress, took off the shoulder straps and let him fall. He was only in his bra. She turned away from me and asked. Open. Quickly I released the hook and calmly she pulled it down. My eyes were dazzled. That white skin, wide hips and fleshy butt. The thick thighs. She turned slowly and I could see her breasts, although flaccid they were beautiful. They were full and the beaks very pink. I ate that body with my eyes. If you want to know: she had cellulite in her legs and behind but it didn't bother me at all and did not change anything about my erection or the beauty I saw. <unk>I also wanted to see you naked. It was kind of embarrassing for me because I never took off my clothes in front of a woman, but ... now I wasn't going to stop... "It's bigger than I thought it would be", he said. (I must have been about 16 centimeters at the age of 17, today is not much more, but was very thick, that had already noticed in school locker room, should have a diameter of 4 cm.)
She told me to lie down on the couch, knelt on the floor and started putting her tongue over my dick's head and sucking it. Gently massaged my balls and when she thought I was going to make fun of them, squeezed the base of my cock by wrapping it around with an index finger and a thumb. That was delicious for her. She swallowed everything. He would drool all over him. The saliva came out. enjoys in the mouth of your crown... give me your fuck.... I haven't felt that taste for a long time ... Then it was no use, I unloaded everything into this wonderful mouth. I thought I would die, I had never had such a good fun. I went to relax and she sucked until he softened up. She swallowed it all. He stood up, gave me a kiss on the lips and sat next to me putting his head on my shoulder. I put my arm over her shoulders and we were like that, quietly silent for several minutes when the phone rang. She answered. It was my mother who wanted to know if I would be late. I picked up the phone and said, "We're talking to each other", and that it would take me a little longer. My mother didn't answer; she hung up on my face. So I sat down again, hugged her again, and she was stroking my dick. She asked: 'Do you have sex with your aunt?' And then she told me what had happened and about their conversation.' While she was talking I passed my hand lightly on her combs and grill. That chatter and that rubbing made me ready again. So I started kissing her and sticking fingers in it. She's all spanked up. I stuck three fingers into this mouthpiece, and she groaned. Then she said: "Come to the room". you're very tasty...<unk> I started digging in really slowly, savoring every millimeter. It was the first time that I ate a woman, and what is worse is that I was already almost enjoying it. She told me to stop my movements and relax. <unk> That ... be quiet ... do not enjoy yet ...<unk> This calmed me down and I returned to make slow movements. She moaned and shouted swearing words: fuck your kid ... fuck me with horny ... go dog ... put this big stick on me ... tear fucking me up ... The more she talked, the crazier I got until I could no longer endure and accelerated the movement. Fun fun .... I enjoyed moaning and screaming. I was stretched out on top of her. My body seemed to weigh a tonne. We were completely wet with sweat. She pushed me gently and said: "Come, let's take a bath". As we took a shower she kept telling me that I had to learn how to loosen up; that I should not be ashamed to talk, whine or curse during the fuck. That I could say whatever came into my head. She turned on the air conditioning and we were lying there, talking for a long time. She told me that she had felt her biggest hard-on when my auntie told her I was jerking off by smelling her panties. My auntie didn't admit it but she was sure mine made her horny too. It was almost 5 o'clock in the morning now, but this conversation and imagining my Auntie with an erection gave me another headache. Guriii!!!! You already have your will again???? How good to be young! Ahh... blessed youth!!! So we started with the kneading again. The thing was catching fire when she said: Come ... lick me like a dog... come. She said that and stayed for four. I knelt behind her and began to lick it, licked its ass and muzzle. Passing my tongue tip around this little arse then sticking up, there would take out of your anus and licks the mouthpiece. - That's... licks my dog... well licks your bitch... drinks all my broth... drink my piglet.... I've already had fun twice and now, besides using the tricks that she taught me to hold my joy, I wasn't so eager. I was pulling and throwing for about 15 minutes. Aiii dog... you will kill me ... son of a bitch.... you will curl up all over me .... fuck ... fucking your whore ... - Ahhh bitch ... slut ... what a good thing .. I fell to the side almost fainted. I remember looking at my bedside clock, it was 05:45. I lay still for a little bit more and said: "I have to go". I kissed her then went into the living room to get my clothes. I was getting dressed when she came back from hobby, hugged me affectionately and said thank you very much you made me so happy. For a long time I did not know what a man is. If you want more just look for me. I will always love you. We still have many things to do, lots of pleasant feelings to feel. if you want, I would like you to realize all my fantasies. I don't have any more time to wait. As long as you don't have any other women, I won't need to use condoms with me... only when we go anal", she laughed.