Aunt Sandra

I call Modesto, and I’m a quiet guy I want to relate to you the experiences that happened to me last summer and both. I was surprised and shocked, stays at my aunt Sandra I will begin to describe. I have thirteen I’m in school and all agree that I am a very well-mannered and quiet child, somewhat shy and study quite well I have always been curious about. everything around me, but I’ve never been an inquisitive child, but rather self-taught. I have many friends and I’m rather introverted but then to make it silly, a lot. I grew up in a strict, conservative, traditional family and educated in the discipline and obedience, especially my mother who is also very Catholic. I do my homework, I bought me a whim, summer go with them wherever they go and not get out of bed. I feel very curious computing and Computers do not know why. At home they have one, with the Internet, but only let me use it to what is strictly necessary studies and duties, they have with parental filters and pins I do not know, they connect me and I disconnected when I ask to see something, to play a little solitaire card games, and look on the net a little something of sportswear, a game and nothing more. They did not use it much more than to look mountain trails, lodgings and stuff. My mother is also very jealous not allow my father to be with him a long time.

I know it’s a cliché, but it happens in all families; My maternal grandmother, elderly, put malita and my parents had to leave for a few days there. The house is small, and since I was a nuisance -debieron have me penalty, fuck, because it seems I was always chewing as I am also very quietly decided to send a few days … to my aunt Sandra.

Sandra is much younger than my mother, also much higher and modern, spoken worse, more educated and less fanatic, more rebellious and demanding. She is brunette, black hair and eyebrows, muscled and not my mother looks nothing physically, although gestures, voice and speech. My parents call, accept. In presence is impressive, something strange or difficult to explain, is “that indescribable something” that has some people. It is very good, or I think, or so says the percentage occupied in my straw. So when I realize they are gone, and I’ve gotten out of hand luggage bus and I’m ringing the bell of Sandra. After a while the door opens and appear before me 180 centimeters Sandra. I still measure only 165.

Face pain, takes a while to say anything, just enough for me to reminisce inside me, with some amusement and a bit of respect for the situation that occurred a few years ago at the home of his maternal grandparents, parents of my mother and her when she came to party and Monday at eleven o’clock, as so many times, drunk, half undressed and do not know what white embadurnándole nostrils. My grandfather abroncó and caught her eye and she put two hosts that tossed upside down. Then I had to go home and moved to where I come now …

Come in, Pitufo- says with a certain disdain. Then leads me to my room to be and shows me the rest of the house. At noon we eat and the conversation goes through channels unimportant; how are my parents, as I have studies, how crazy the weather, it rains one month and one month followed a heat of dogs …

By midafternoon, I was reading on a sofa, I had brought some adventure novels in her suitcase when she tells me: ‘Listen, Smurf (what fucking hobby calling me that she always called me “Smurf”) I’m going to come out a while out shopping and errands, come back in an hour. Okay, I’ll stay here reading. But nothing came out I could not contain his curiosity and started snooping around the house. In a sitting room, a kind of office or desk, there was a table with a laptop and an armchair. I open it, light it and my joy has no password or lock of any kind, (she is single, lives alone, and complicated character) and appears to me the wallpaper with several folders. He would find a loner, but I can curiosity; open a folder of images divided in turn into a pile of folders, open a gallery with photos and images and oh discovery …

A huge blonde and buxom Valkyrie dressed in a tight black leather jumpsuit, tortures a wall attached to a wooden cross type, beat him with a whip. In another gallery, another lower and brown-haired, 48 or 50 years, caderona and very powerful, aunt also encuerada, walk another guy with a collar and dog chain …

In another gallery, spacious, quite a few photos each, the imposing rubiaza before appearing in a cell with uniform marine military boots and walking a naked guy walking on his knees by the cell and she wears tied up with rope the testicles. The same rubiaza, huge, voluptuous, full lips, glare think for a moment that is looking at me me me it now appears in a new gallery … Noto throb, agitated chest, and I feel a huge tingling in my fly; I’ve never seen anything like it. I just discovered something strange, unknown, that worries me, it gives me curious, and it is also very exciting. I get spliced ??to a new level, I feel pain in my fly. The blonde now with high-heeled black boots, a thong black leather mini, and free boobs and steps and kicks other. There are a lot of folders and galleries of this subject. I get out, change to another file entitled “Muscle”, there is me many fibred and muscular, alone or in pairs appear aunts posing in gyms or beaches and sometimes seem to fucking each other. I think I recognize the rubiaza before, others are morenotas, there is some black …

I must say that I had never seen a porn movie or anything, just some magazines to school mates had hidden in his backpack and had started jacking me not long ago, after listening to others speak in class. In my aunt used to think many times when I masturbated, but nothing more. Now lay before me, in that notebook, a new world, unknown, that impacted my childish mind still … I open another folder, comes a stunning brunette sunbathing on a tiny microbikini his back; the next picture qualms splicing me greatly. The brunette open legs, the tiny fabric disappears into its huge labia, of which pokes out or a very bulky appendage above the navel escorting abs very marked, and when I look at his face, I stay stunned, despite a big sunglasses, well … I recognize my aunt.

I’m all excited, I blurred vision, me pounding my chest, I feel a tingling in my nipples (mine) that goes me to the throat, when I get a terrible shock … I thought I saw the corner of my eye a long shadow behind Me, I breathe a familiar fragrance, I feel a presence …

In the movies and such, when she comes home often he says that of: “Cariiiñoo, yaa’m aaaquííííí …” But an hour passed very quickly and I was rapt, when I turned around I found the giant silhouette of my aunt – I seemed higher than ever with a scowl.

-¿Te Having fun, Smurf – said, after watching me for a moment with a look of ice with bags headed toward the kitchen. When finished, turn off the ordenata, we have to speak harshly added.

I turned off to coast and headed to the kitchen embarrassed, red as a tomato, to the point of tears, and I was paralyzed at the threshold of the kitchen, I even thought about running away down the street. I … I … – balbucí- just … Forgive me … I did not … I did not know … I’m sorry … I swear it will not happen again … She placed sparingly in cooking things back to me, very cortitos brought jeans hot pants, up near the groin, highlighting their long piernazas and brown, and camisetita of, thin, short sleeve light blue color. But for the state in which I was now think of the expectation that “lift” between the males in the supermarket …

When he had put things I said the sofa and said, ‘Sit down there, little one, let’s talk a little you and me. He sat two feet from me crossing her legs – Tell me, pitufin, what were you looking … – You see, I … I just wanted … I just … She took my -I leg was still trembling and brought a short-pants and a bit entertained tickle in that part behind the knee, then he puts his hand under my shirt and stroked the little chest a bit, trying to reassure me. See, my king, will not happen anything, this will not leave here, daddies will not find out, okay? but I do not consent to me babble and stutter me more because I can not stand. Tell me clear, firm voice and followed, as a man, as you should be …

I calmed down a bit, took a breath and began to speak in a soft, left voice, but surely, my defense plea: – I wanted to play a solo, aunt, at home just let me, I came into folders called me the attention. Was there a blonde … And more … I liked it, never seen girls like that … And what else did you see ?, tell me, but without stuttering … – inquired, and I noticed that his tone was softening, and his face was taking a gentler expression, which reassured me in some way. – Well, then I saw your pictures, you look beautiful because it’s you, right? But is that the tall blonde …

The blonde you liked … You’re good, huh? … I put the hard, huh? …- Asked my aunt as applied again tickle behind the knee. Yes, – I nodded I- is that is impressive, and these images on todo.- Tell me, – she says, insisting his tickling of a professionally so that’ve had in person … How ?, the know

It’s Jane Taylor, American, dominatrix, porn actress, an expert in martial arts fighter wrestling, bodybuilding and fitness model. Also luxury prostitute as escort. I contacted and spent a week with her. Remember I went to Florida last year? What do you think was there ?, but your parents told them I was going to see museums. Between travel, accommodation and fees of her, I left a pasta, but was of a bitch MOTHER Now with one hand stroking my thigh and the other, hugging my neck behind stroking my chest above the shirt , occasionally pinching a nipple. A strong erection that she noticed bulging in my pants. You know ?, he asked, bringing his mouth to my ear, tickling and near the groin, with slow and very suggestive voice, marine, also was in the army …

I was right not to answer. She went on and my Well what did you think ?, I know I’m your aunt, but that does not matter now, tell me, what did you think of me? Do you put it rather hard …

-The Truth is that you are very good, aunt, always have been. I remember as a child when you came home with black miniskirts and tights with shorts as you bring now, with those dresses so tight, and those tall and strong grooms were bringing you a different one every Saturday. I remember when I wore tiny beach with you, ‘You and me, you said, do not need anyone else, right? – I had a few years but I remember, I remember your body, very tall and pretty, athletic, in those swimsuits and bikinis. I remember that I wore to a secluded part of the beach, more secluded and quiet corner people, -here we are better by themselves, and were playing decías- much, much me. Desnudabas remember me at all and I was doing very ticklish throughout the body, caressed me well, then I wore water, we bathed together … I have a vision of your wet hot body out of the water, in slow motion, black curls cayéndote your wet hair across his forehead, your nipples packages marking under the bikini, flat, hard belly, then you already marked much abs, long legs, strong thighs, I still seemed much higher. After dry off, you kept a good time throughout the body touching, fondling, I liked it, we laughed the two, your smile with perfect teeth, blanquísimos.- Where you have more tickling, aaquíííí … Or aaquíííííí … – I decías- Huummm, you’re my preferiiidooo toy … A homecoming me you bought a handful of sweets and you told me and I kept repeating insistently. “Remember, tell mom and dad that you spend very good to me, and do not give too many details or explanations if you ask; you will do the silly and go. Maybe one day our games are finished and you do not want that to happen, right ?, because we had a great time together and here all alone, is not it? “. And I kept repeating that you always around four or five times, each time we returned home by car. I honestly, I never opened my mouth more than necessary because it was fun to be with, and I really liked our games. But then as it was when it was all over at once: they came your discussions constantly with my mother, or your sister, for a thousand reasons, grandparents … Problems with drinking and something else missing from home four or five days each little bumps in the car, fights for no reason with your boyfriends, that friend so rare red crest on the hair, which looked like a rooster … call my mother “bad fucking hysterical beata” …

By the way, remember that small granny glasses boyfriend took you a month? That shy boy so polite and attentive studying literature, which gave me many stories, and my mother and grandmother loved him … I do not remember now what it was called … That when you gave the house door and asked you explanations, alegaste “I was queer, that did not give you the cane that you needed.” Anyway … Then for years I distanciaste us and we lost contact pretty …

My aunt remains thoughtful for a while, changing facial expressions. Finally he said, with calm voice: ‘Yes, indeed, there were problems, then relations cooled enough. You know, I have not seen since … that beach – but soon recovered his smile and stares at me mischievously, I again puts his hand under the leg of his shorts, thigh up until near the groin; his expert fingers tickling lead to cardiac limit … -¿Te liked those games, huh pitufin … But now we are alone again, we can resume them …

I nod, and then I fail to speak, of joy, of nerves, excitement; my heart does not end well today …

My aunt takes my hand, takes me to his room, warm sun coming through the window soft. The bed is unmade, only the mattress has a white sheet; but he lives alone is a double, queen bed, where should bring their boyfriends to their girlfriends … And … I removed the shirt almost a stretch and then hit me low shorts and slip all at once. The hum arises suddenly, it erect, like a spring reaction to a stimulus, but it is not very big, just thirteen. My aunt naked, leaving his dark to me every muscle; feet to head down pussy lips, it’s all muscle. You me down on the bed with a shove: ‘I’ll give you a massage .-

I start rubbing gently with a bit of an aromatic gel, which has a very pleasant fragrance, is sitting on top of me, acaballada on my belly and my hard cock sticking to the line that separates their grueling buttocks. I rubbed well pechito I squeezes the nipples, caresses my belly, the beginning of the pubis … Then going to blow thighs and English, for a while, eventually concentrating on my balls, then grab good prick. I stirs strong, skin up and down violently descapullándome, tightening bridle …

You are about to try a 69, Smurf, see if you like … is inverted tomb above me, which surprised and expectant stand, it seems that today I will learn many things, 69 but that sounds weird, right ?. His muslazos imprison my temples, she puts her pussy in my mouth, so pack abs worked landed on my chest. Instinctively I start to lick her shaved pussy, without knowing what I do. Like its pungent and pleasant taste, exciting and fragrant smell. I lick her labia, big, bulky, strong and sucked as I can that lump, that appendix that gives me so much curiosity, play with it with my tongue …

My aunt entertains trabajándome the cock, grasping the stem with her paw to catch dumbbells gym, pelándomela meneándomela and slowly, without haste, calmly, to accelerate the pace and then decrease again, attentive and expectant to study my reaction; the cat playing with the mouse, fun …

I stand above me stoically eighty kilos of tiger; She is thin but being so tall, muscular, heavy, at times I can not breathe, and reason. I now get to infarction (do not leave now, I’m convinced); me has begun to suck: with violent chupetadas swallows it whole at a time, my thirteen-year-chick is nothing to it. It kills me every time I taste your mouth reaches my testicles; I feel an electric shock that raises my belly, chest and throat up. Now I work with expert tongue the glans, then insist on the bridle. If I have not run it yet because I have pajeado last night and this morning when I woke up again. But I can no more; I will describe the final moments:

Clouds my sight. Time stops. They escape me like a few tears from the corners of the eyes. I stress with my tongue on her lips and bulk. I put my hand as I can from my chest and belly; I need to touch his hard abs, stick your finger in the grooves delimiting each. With the other stroked one of muslazos so shapely. I lack hands. I am a helpless with a dangerous toy that is too big Smurf. My aunt insists professionally with the glans and frenulum, know that I will not take much more. I shrink the testicles. Noto the engarrotada and tough as ever cock. I cum. I was exhausted. I stay a long time lying in bed, half conscious. My aunt, already lying beside me, patting my knee, with compassionate gesture and malicious time. I thought perceive a glimmer of affection towards me in her, but her enigmatic face, his deep, penetrating, mysterious look, his condescending expression and affectionate while perverse and cruel dot, puzzle me.

Aunt …

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I love to call me Smurf …