January 1st, 1985. Miss Thea and I had tried to stay up to watch the ball drop, but both of us fell asleep, happily snuggled with one another. I woke up first and went to the bathroom, then started getting cereal together. I made her a bowl but didn't add any milk yet, because I did not know when she would wake up. I prepared coffee, I knew that she would want that.
Then I needed something to do, and I wanted to impress her when she woke up. So I started folding laundry. In case you couldn't tell, I really wanted some special time with her, and I really, really wanted to impress her.
She woke up. She saw the cereal. She saw the coffee. She saw me folding clothes. She was very pleased. She went to the bathroom, and then came out in only her panties. Those breasts of hers never failed to hypnotize me. She told me to draw the curtains. I jumped up to do it. Then she told me to strip, and I did. I was made to stand naked and be inspected. Then she drank coffee and ate cereal while she and I talked. She would frequently stretch for no reason to move her boobs around, knowing that I wanted to see them jiggle.
Eventually she was done, and she ordered me into the shower. She got in with me. We washed each other. Of course she touched me everywhere, and I did the same. Then we washed each other's hair, which is really an intimate thing. We didn't get out of the shower until the water started to run cold.
We ended up in my bed, kissing, and then I asked her to lean back and she did and I kissed her flower so good. She gasped, and teased me and said if I didn't do a good job she would spank me with a hairbrush. That got my motor going. I got rock hard.
She squirmed and gasped some more, and then had a shuddering orgasm. I think it was the best one I ever gave her with my mouth. I picked my head up out of her crotch, and I crawled on top of her, moving my head to her breasts, licking them.
"No, she said, "Turn your body." And she then turned sideways, lying in my bed, and moved me directly on her. "Do it," she said.
"You mean -" I asked, hoping that she meant what I thought. Ever since her father�s funeral I had not wanted to make her think about her uncle�s penis. I felt hesitant, guilty for something I had nothing to do with.
"Put it in my flower!" she gasped.
I obliged. Or I tried to. It was my first time, and she had a good foot plus on height on me. I fumbled, and she helped, and then she guided me in. Oh...wow. Yes, my first vaginal sex was fantastic. We were together, I was inside her, we JOINED. That�s all I can say, we JOINED. I popped out a couple of times, but she helped me get back in. I was new, but we were so comfortable with each other that it did not matter and I quickly figured it out. Soon I was steadily pumping her, JOINING her. She cried out, really happy, and then so did I. I collapsed on her, and could not move. She tousled my hair.
Most of the day was sensual rather than sexual. Touching. Laughing. Being. Listening to music together. Dancing. Still naked. I don't think we got dressed until well after lunch, and that was because we wanted to go for a walk. There was a little bit of snow, and the air was so clear and crisp.
After some time of walking, she patted my butt, and said "Do you know where we are?"
Of course I did. Right by the fallen tree. I would never forget this place. "You put mosquito repellant on me here," I said, fake wondering. "I think something else might have happened that day, but I can't recall. Hm."
"Bend over, mister!" she mock growled. I did, and her practiced fingers took my pants and underwear down. Wow it was cold. But she warmed my butt up. Just a few stingy slaps, enough to get me excited. Then she let me pull my pants back up. It was a spanking for fun.
It gave me an erection. That surprised me. I thought after losing my virginity that my penis would be exhausted.
We finished the walk and got back to the house. She grabbed me by my ear, which thrilled me. She didn't hurt my ear, just enough to control. She pulled me into the living room. "Get those pants and underwear down mister!" she ordered. But she winked as she did it. I obeyed. She lay down on the couch, and pulled me over her lap.
It was the first spanking I really enjoyed. Most of the spanks were medium strength, and she built up slowly. Lots of rubbing in between. Then more swats, harder. Then faster. Then she slowed down again and tickled my sore butt. Then SLAP without warning. This went on for quite some time. Never hard enough to make me cry, just enough to keep me excited. Believe me, I knew what the hard spanks felt like. This was fun spanking. Now she had given me play spanks before, but that was one or two taps. And she certainly had given me punishment spankings. This was in between play spanking and serious spanking, this was fun spanking.
Look, either you have the kink or you don't, I can't explain it any better.
Eventually she stood me up and tore my clothes off. Then she knelt, and sucked on my hard little penis. Oh it felt great. It had been way too long. I finally did the twitching and collapsed.
After letting me rest for a few minutes she woke me up, and she was naked. She spread her legs and then I went to work again. The angle wasn't right on the floor, we tried pillows but that didn't fix it, and eventually she lay back on the couch with her hips up in the air over the side, and I knelt and suckled her magic button for eternity.
She orgasmed more than once. That will happen to a woman when you give her oral sex for over an hour. Yes, an hour. I could see the kitchen clock. I only lasted that long out of love. It wasn't coercion, it wasn't manipulation, it was love. I wanted her to be happy.
That much oral sex can be dehydrating for both of us. I wanted soda but she said �Water!� Can you believe I still remember that? It is odd what sticks in your head. We drank water because I wans't allowed to have soda.
Then we curled up naked under a blanket together and watched some really stupid movie. I was kind of drunk on her smell, her taste. I remember her taste well. Most of the rest of that night and the next day was a happy haze. I'm pretty certain she used a small dildo in my hiney at some point on January 2nd, but I can't recall any more specifics about that time other than we made sure to hold and hug and touch each other as much as possible. I know I did not even want to ask about anal. That would come in due time when she was ready. Then my sister came home on the evening of January 2nd, and was home barely 15 minutes before she dragged Miss Thea to her room. I couldn't blame her. And for once I didn't spy on them. Let them be happy without me seeing it.
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