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From a very early age, my mother and I enjoyed freedom and intimacy that seemed excessive or even licentious to our relatives; but this did not bother me because first of all I didn't understand the attitude of family members, and secondly it was natural for me. It used to be quite common when my father left home too soon for work that I would jump out of bed and run into their bedroom where she already waited with affection and smiles.
I remember plunging into the covers and then being hugged by her; from time to time she would lift up her sweater and give me her nipples so that I could suck on them, which it is true I didn't need any more but I confess I loved sucking those juicy tits and also playing with their beaks between my fingers. To me there was no evil in this, just a mother-son complicity.
This also happened when my mother and I took a bath; she was always very affectionate and made sure to wash my body, with special attention to my member that she caressed in such a way that it became hard and stiff; at first times I got scared and wanted to know the reason. <unk>Because you are already a man, my love! In time you will find out how nice this is! ?? , She would answer me with smiles and kisses on her face. The truth is that I loved when she manipulated my penis because it had an exhilarating sensation that creeped my skin making me long for something more.
My first sexual experiences were with a neighbour's granddaughter, whose name was Tania; she was the same age as me and today when I remember her I can see how beautiful she was. She had developing nipples and slender, suggestive shapes. The first time was accidental; we were playing in my backyard when she asked to go to the bathroom for urination.
"May I see?" <unk> I asked without malice, pointing in the direction of a small building outside the house.
-You can, but there's one condition! <unk> she replied with a wry smile. <unk> I also want to see you do ..., topa?
I nodded and she took my hand; we entered the humble bathroom of cement floor, blue painted walls with a toilet and small sink. As soon as I closed the door Tania lifted up her pattern dress and lowered her panties by sitting on the toilet immediately complaining that this way I could not see anything. "Come closer, coil!"
"Come, look how pretty my little bird is!" she said cheerfully.
I looked and was enraptured; Tania had a lovely little belly, all closed up with tiny lips sticking out that seemed to form a flower; and as I watched she rocked her butt amusing herself in showing off for me. Without warning she stood on end, lifted her panties and pulled down the dress ending the party.
"Now, it's your turn! Show me the stick!" she said in a taxing tone.
Immediately, I unzipped my pants and let him slide to the floor leaving my cock half-bombed showing it for her; Tanya looked at me and smiled; then she glanced in my face smiling even more. "Look! He's quite cute! May I take?" she asked softly with a glum girlish look.
"Have you ever punched her?" she asked, still with the pick in hand.
No, what's that?
-I'll show you ..., I saw my grandmother doing with her male <unk> replied Tania squeezing my roll and starting to pull back and forth with his hand <unk> By the way, he liked it because moaned like crazy!
As Tania punched me, my cock became harder and swollen and my balls wrinkled causing chills and tingling all over the body; Tanya hugged me and continued with her fist; by her look it seemed that she was enjoying more than I ..., only years later would I discover there are women who love to do this! At one point, Tania accelerated the hand movements and I felt a muscle contraction followed by a spasm that made my body tremble stretching all over ..., my balls became even more wrinkled and my dick began to pulse ..., I was having fun for the first time!
Without warning, the contractions made my dick sneeze a whitish liquid like gum that kept coming out! Tania clenched my waist and continued to punch looking at the fluid projecting into the air then falling on the cement floor. I looked while experiencing a pleasant sensation that seemed to steal my senses, leading me into an inexplicable state of happiness. When I finished ejaculating, Tanya gave it some pressures to force what was left out and then walked away telling me to get dressed.
- Pay attention, hey! This is something only for us. " she said in a tone of warning looking deep into my eyes". Don't go around telling everyone about it! If you do I never want to see you again.
I'll never do anything to hurt you, it was very nice of you to teach me that!
"The coolest thing is that you can do it yourself! You don't need anyone!" she corrected with a cheerful tone.
We smiled enthusiastically at our discoveries and went back to playing and talking, until the time when her mother called for dinner. As soon as we said goodbye I ran madly into the kitchen to tell my mom about what had happened; she was preparing supper and very busy; I hesitated in interrupting because I didn't want to make her angry.
"Hello, darling! Have you finished playing with Tanya?" she asked as soon as she noticed my presence.
"Mom, Tanya taught me something today!" I said in an almost euphoric tone.
"What did she teach you?" my mother asked, looking at me with a smile.
- She taught me how to punch! <unk> I replied unable to hide my joy.
Immediately, my mother's eyes lit up and her expression became puzzled; she then took the frying pan off the fire and turned all of the burners off. She grabbed me by the hand and led me to her room; as we entered, she sat down on the edge of the bed and pulled me between her legs, looking at me with an enigmatic look.
-Show Mommy how Tanya taught you to do it. She asked in a controlled voice if she had something to hide.
-Mom..., what did she do wrong? <unk> I asked before anything, showing myself very scared of the whole thing.
-Of course not, my love! <unk> she replied trying to reassure me <unk> Mommy just wants to know ..., come on..., show it to me ...
I smiled and lowered my trousers, revealing a hard penis; holding it in the way Tania had done and began to masturbate myself. There was an unusual twinkle in my mother's eyes as well as the tip of an intriguing smile on her face. "When you sneeze, let me know", she whispered tenderly.
Mother picked up my stick and began to punch with such vigorous movements that it seemed as if she would tear off my stick; when the mockery came I closed my eyes, swallowed dry and sighed deeply; this spasm took over me once again, accompanied by a huge feeling of pleasure which I did not yet fully know and finally my limb pulsed splashing out that whitish goo that licked the floor at my feet.
Mother cooled off the hand movements and also squeezed my nipple to make me sneeze what little was left; she opened the servant's silk drawer and took out a cotton cloth, proceeding to clean my stick carefully while keeping an expression of joy on her face.
"Oh, my darling! You're really a little man now!" she said flatteringly.
-Then Tania didn't do anything wrong, right? <unk> I asked insisting and confirming what she had already questioned before.
"Absolutely not! That girl is an angel!" my mother replied, full of joy. "You just don't have to overdo it, you see? But I am very happy about that".
Mom hugged me and seemed to sob as if she were crying ...
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