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Childhood Story - 3 Aunt Gina
by Y.G.Hen (yodgimelhen-1@hotmail.com)
***
It's the third part of the description of my introduction to sex.
Aunt Gina was a very special aunt, and she had taught me much.
Among other things she had taught me what women are and that a man
cannot ever understand a woman. and she had taught me to enjoy
sex. (Fb, ped, inc, mast, oral, preg)
***
After my relations with Rosa broke down, because of my aunt Gina's
meddling I felt, my parents left me under responsibility of aunt
Gina herself of all people! I mean I was supposed to come home
from school and aunt Gina was supposed to take care of me and
later on to take my sister from the kindergarten and to keep watch
on us until my mom returns in the evening. I felt it was meant as
a kind of added insult to the punishment and resented it very
much. Actually, as it later turned out, it was meant as kind of my
watching out on aunt Gina and keeping her out of trouble, but it
took me a very long time to realize that. So that on the very
first day of the new arrangement I was very sullen and I behaved
to aunt Gina very badly.
Gina attempted many times to cheer me up and at last she asked me
straightforward why I was so hostile to her. I answered that her
meddling caused me to lose my love and that she was responsible
for disrupting my relation with Rosa. She tried to evade
responsibility but at last she accepted and said that she was
going to make it up for me: "I'll do for you all that bimbo used
to do, OK? What did you do, kissed? French kisses, I mean?" she
asked.
I mumbled, truculently, that she knew very well that I and Rosa
had sex
Whereupon Gina, putting her hands on her hips asked, feigning
astonishment "What! you want to fuck your own aunt?!"
I blushed, feeling my ears burning I mumbled and stammered that
no, I didn't and it didn't even cross my mind and… And she
responded, "Why, you don't find me as sexy as Rosa? You have been
ogling my tits ever since you came to live here!" which was true,
of course. She had so tempting pair of boobs!! Big, and bouncy
and, WOW! I was blushing even more, but Gina only giggled and I
was beginning to realize that she was just pulling my leg. After
some more gags she finally said: "So, here's what we'll do – I'll
let you kiss me, and if you are good I'll let you fondle them. Is
it a deal?"
Wow! You bet I nodded eagerly in response! To feel aunt Gina's
magnificent boobs? This was even beyond my wettest dreams!
Aunt Gina hugged me, and clasping her hands behind my head she
drew my face to her and kissed me on my lips. I responded with the
most caring, hot, searching kiss I could give. I started by softly
touching her lips with my tongue and gradually inserted my tongue
in between her lips, feeling her responding, I twisted it round
her own tongue savoring her taste and her perfumed smell. She
tasted of fresh sweet and mint toothpaste, and I can even now feel
the taste on my tongue.
She responded by leaning into me, moaning slightly, which was, as
I already well knew, sure signs of pleasure, so I went ahead and
reached for her boobs. She did say that if I were good she'll let
me, didn't she?
But aunt Gina just slapped my hand and said," I said, only if you
behaved, didn't I? But don't fret, you do kiss very well!"
"For your age I mean," she added, giggling, seeing, I guess, the
proud look in my face.
Believe me, that day I was the epitome of good behavior! I helped
aunt Gina, jumping to fulfill any request of her. I helped her do
the dishes , clean the floor even wash the laundry (and those days
we did it by hand!) and aunt Gina just lay there, reading her
movies magazines, which was her most cherished occupation, as I
was to find out.
At last, before she went to bring my sister I milled round her
expectantly, not daring to say a word or hint even, and Gina said,
"You did behave nicely, so I must keep my promise, don't I?" and
pulled me to her. I repeated the kiss and now when she melted into
me she didn't restrain my searching hand. Her tits were so big!
And heavy! Soft and springy.. she let me fondle them, even let me
reach inside her shirt but then she stopped me just as I was
fumbling with her bra.
"That's enough for today, I think," she said and left. I was
elated. Here was a promise for the next day, I thought, but
latter, after she returned with my sis she said " Andy dear,
tomorrow maybe I'll be late. I have some things to do, but you
don't have to tell mom, this will be our little secret won't it? "
The next day aunt Gina appeared with my sister, after she had
taken her from kindergarten. I was frustrated. I had expected so
much fondling her glorious tits again! But after supper aunt Gina
went with my sister to brush her teeth, praising her for being a
good girl, and then she said " Andy was also a very good boy, so
I'll help him to brush his teeth too." And she went with me into
the bathroom. I was perplexed, but when we closed the door she
just pulled my face to her and kissed me fervently letting me to
fondle and caress her tits, even inside her bra…
She moaned silently into my mouth when I rolled her erect nipples
…
After Aunt Gina had left, I jerked off in my bedroom, thinking of
her imagining how I slip into her panties… and then I realized: "
yes, as awful as it sounds, I want to fuck my aunt!"
The next week or so aunt gina was away more that at home and left
me hoping just by letting me kiss her and snatch a squeeze on her
tits, but then on Friday she stayed at home. She did start by
letting me kiss her, and then insisting that I do all the house
chores for her but later-Oh later! Sitting on the sofa, she kissed
me, pulled me between her thighs, and let me kiss and fondle her
glorious tits, roll the fat hard nipples in my teeth!
Needless to say, my dick was as hard as steel, and aching of
tightness, and my balls were about to burst…and Aunt Gina smiling
at me just nonchalantly said" we mustn't let you remain so hard,
do we? It wouldn't be nice to my beloved nephew." and letting my
pants slip down to my ankles she grab hold of my dick and rub it,
ever so gently….. I must admit, that I burst in seconds, covering
her hand with my sticky, yellowish cum only this time I think it
was twice as much as any time I had ejected before, I think.
You can't imagine how much I had awaited Monday, jerking off
countless times, imagining myself in between those thighs! But I
had my day with Aunt Gina only a few days later, because the other
days she just left for town, as I later discovered, to meet her
Irish beau who had left our neighborhood, fearing the wrath of the
cheated husbands.
That unforgettable day aunt Gina, after kissing me and letting me
play with her tits, suddenly exclaimed, "Come, I'll teach you
something that'll serve you for your whole life. All your life
you'll be thankful to Aunt Gina for having taught you!" and pulled
me after her to the bathroom.
There she stood before the mirror and taking off her blouse she
said "Now pull off my bra!"
I was so excited that my fingers trembled as I fumbled with the
clasp of her bra, pressing myself against those magnificent tits..
After a while I succeeded opening the clasp and the beautiful
globes fell free of their confine, the nipples erect and red. I
rolled them between my fingers and dove down to suck on them while
aunt Gina was squirming against me moaning softly, and then she
suddenly pushed me away and pulled up the bra and with that weird
contortion of her gender she clasped the bra close.
" Now watch well in the mirror," she said. "Look how I open the
bra!" and she did open it explaining her movements as she went.
Then she closed the clasp again and said, "Now do it yourself!"
I fumbled a little but she was adamant, and kept me repeating the
moves again and again. The closeness of her tits, their soft
cushioning, springy feel didn't help much to steady my hands.
Neither did the heaving of her breast, which showed me that she
wasn't indifferent to me either. At last I was able to unclasp her
bra in a single movement, as she requested and I dove in between
those exposed, heaving globes. Aunt Gina moaned softly, pulled my
face into her bosom and said in a hoarse voice, "Now do it without
looking."
I unclasped her bra again and again with my face buried in her
tits, kissing, biting savoring her supple boobs, until she was
satisfied with my progress. Her bra fell down and she wiggled and
squirmed, and moaning and sighing she reached for my cock. As you
can imagine, my rod was erect, bloated, taut to the point of pain,
and when she caressed it, and fondled it, I didn't take much time
to explode. My hips danced on their own and her hand filled with a
quantity of goo, which, to my disgust, she took to her mouth and
tasted. "You taste good" she said, but I couldn't delve much on
this, as to my dismay, she put on her bra and blouse again.
"Now do it through the blouse!" she said. After a short fumbling I
succeeded, and opened her clasp quicker and quicker, despite the
considerable rise and fall of her chest. I did press my lips to
her nipple, rolling it gently between my lips. Aunt Gina clasped
my head in her hands and proceeded to kiss me , deeply and
fervently, moaning and sighing into my mouth. She wiggled and
squirmed while I was tending to her heaving tits. When we stooped
for breathing, I noticed that her skirt rode up to her waist,
exposing a crotch clad in pink panties, stained now with a very
wet stain. I realized than and there, that aunt Gina was as horny
as I was, and I sneaked my hand in...
Did I say wet? My hand met a dripping vagina! Aunt Gina jumped
when my finger slid into her pussy and she started to heave
against my hand squealing into my mouth while sucking my tongue.
She spread her thighs, sending her hand to my crotch, and started
fondling gently my dick and my balls. My cock was again taut and
ready and my heart thumped and jumped in expectation: "I'm going
to fuck my aunt Gina at last!" Then she pushed me away.
Pulling her bra and blouse on, she said: "Now you do it single-
handed. You want to fondle my tits, don't you?" When I looked
taken aback she added " Believe me, this will be the most useful
lesson that you learn this year. You'll thank me with your next
girlfriend, you will !" I did unclasp her bra, over her blouse,
single-handed as she wanted. Did I have a choice?
Then, at last, she let me touch her, kissing me, caressing,
fondling, she pushed my head down, and said "Kiss me!" when I
tried to raise my head to her lips she responded, impatiently,
"No, down, eat my cunt! Quick!!"
I was disgusted and said, "Ughh! It's gross! You pee there!"
And she retorted sharply, "Gross?! You wouldn't object to me
sucking your dick, would you?"
"Sucking my dick?! Gee! What a gross thing to do!" I said, and she
responded with amazement "What? You never had a blow job?" Come,
You're in for a treat!" and she slid down to the lavatory seat,
next to the washing sink.
Before I knew what was happening, I found my pants around my
ankles and Gina was pulling me by my dick to her, and into the hot
cavern of her mouth! WOW!!!! It was SO rousing! My dick was
surrounded in a velvety, soft, wet heaven-and when she started
sucking and twirling her tongue around it-! It felt even better
than fucking! I started jerking my hips, moving in an out, with
her sucking and licking and came So near exploding! And than she
pulled me out of her mouth and started licking my dick, holding an
squeezing it's base to prevent me from coming.
Her tongue moved to my scrotum and here she was sucking in my
balls! OOOH!!! I felt that they were going to explode! And now she
pulled me into her mouth again and I couldn't stop it. I resumed
fucking her mouth and she added oil to the fire by rolling her
tongue round my throbbing member.. and I exploded. I ejected
seemingly gallons of come, spurt after spurt. It filled her mouth
and spilled out in white, gooey trickles, it stuck to her face and
hair, it covered her tits and blouse when my dick fell out of her
mouth in the fervor of my jacking, later I even found drops on the
walls and the mirror! WOW! I stood in front of her, breathless,
trembling on shaky legs and Gina calmly asked " Well, was it
gross?" I couldn't even shake my head in denial-what, it was the
most wonderful experience of my life!
And then aunt Gina sled forward on the seat and pointing to her
crotch she said, "Now I want you to return the favor!"
That moment, had she been asking me to cut my throat I would have
gladly done it!
I dropped to my knees, and pushed my head between her spread
thighs. I was hit by a pungent odor which I since recognized as
the odor of sex. It wasn't repelling and, strangely after a few
licks of her dripping cunt I began to savor the fragrance. It was
different from Rosa's, and later I have learned that every woman
has her own specific smell, an added pleasure to the basic
adorable fragrance of sex. The odor drove me nuts and soon I was
devouring auntie's cunt like it was some desert. Aunt Gina started
moaning, squirming under my exploring tongue. She pulled me by my
hair in between her oh so spread thighs, pushing my face into her
cunt.
Her squirms tuned into heaves against my face and she was now
squealing and screaming and her hips started fucking my face,
nearly breaking my neck. "OOH, eat me, lick me dry!" she shouted.
I couldn't, wouldn't stop licking but I couldn't lick her dry,
since now she began squirting copious amount of slightly sticky
liquid in long spurts and I knew I made her come! Oh, how proud I
was! My dick was again taut and erect and aunt Gina gathered some
of her come and started rubbing it furiously and soon I was
spurting again all over her heaving pendulous tits.
From this day on, every time that aunt Gina did stay with me and
did not go to her lover we spent our time –after I did the chores,
of course- practicing oral sex. Apparently, like president Clinton
many years later, aunt Gina didn't consider it adultery. We did it
every where: in the kitchen, in my room, even once on the sofa in
the living room, but we didn't repeat it there because of the
mess. I loved most the classic 69 position, in which I could bring
her to ecstatic orgasm and pretend that I was fucking her, but she
preferred the bathroom, I guess because there was the least mess-
she was a copious squirter. And there she could shower herself
immediately after the act. Yes, I did see her many times naked in
the bath. It was, for me, a breath taking sight.
So it went on for some months. I wasn't even so much resentful
about not fucking her, because I had Anya. But after Anya had
dumped me, my attempts for full sex became more persistent. I even
attempted to use the opportunities when she was naked in the bath,
taking her shower, but aunt Gina was adamant, and refused to let
my cock come even near her pussy.
A few weeks later, aunt Gina's lover had dumped her too and left
the town. So I had learned from her when I asked her why she was
so unhappy. I did try to comfort her, but I must admit that
inwardly I was rejoicing-now I was going to have Gina only for
myself. And so it was. She stayed home, with me, all the week, and
after the first shock rubbed off she returned to necking with me.
We had oral sex every day and I excelled in making her come,
loudly and excitedly! And then, one day, it happened.
After having been sucked to orgasm several times, Gina was sucking
me off, sitting naked on the rim of the bath tube, and somehow she
lost her balance. slipping backwards she tried to grab hold me and
in I went after her. As luck had t, I managed to direct my fall
well, and I sank into her vagina up to my balls! I heard her suck
in her breath in a surprised gasp,
And she froze, her legs upright in the air. Then she sighed and
her legs clasped my hips, and I started pumping in and out. We
slipped into the tub, and soon I was fucking her with all that I
have got, with her heaving back squealing and moaning and
hammering my ass with her feet, and we both came. I ejaculated
into her spurt after spurt, my hips jerking wildly until suddenly
I was cooled by a spray of cold water, with Gina giggling while
panting heavily: "I think you need to cool a bit," she said.
I admit that was taken aback. I was rather offended –here I was,
giving her the best I could, and she ridiculed me! I scampered off
to my room and sullenly secluded myself naked on my bed. After a
short while, I heard the door open and peeked to see aunt Gina
enter, wrapped only in a towel and she sat down on my bed. "Come,
come. Don't fret can't you take a joke?" she said, and then added
" Come-on, I was surprised too, wasn't I?" I had to admit that she
must have been, even worse than I, so I raised my head, and then
Gina dropped the towel…
We fucked all that afternoon. I rode her, with her legs on my
hips, I screwed her with her legs on my shoulders, I entered he
lying along her on our sides. I came at least three times, and
made come too shrieking and screaming for lust. w stopped fucking
only when we heard my kid sister's key in the door-and aunt Gina
managed somehow to slip into the bathroom.
Since that day we had sex every opportunity we had, which was
nearly every day, since, as I have told, aunt Gina's lover had
dumped her. She taught me how to make her come, hold my coming in
suspense until she came. I was always so proud of my prowess, when
made her scream and yell with lust. I remember most vividly once
when we did it even though, Cathy, my sister was at home.
Cathy had fallen ill and stayed home, and I was very frustrated. I
was sneaking clandestine kisses from aunt Gina, when she suddenly
turned to Cathy and said " you won't mind staying alone for a few
minutes, would you? Now be a good girl, Andy has to help me put
something in my oven, upstairs." And she left to her own
apartment, dragging me along. When we reached her bedroom I asked
foolishly what should we put in the oven, and she responded,
panting rather heavily " Put your cock in me, stupid! Ain't I hot
enough for you?"
WOW, I was so proud to make aunt Gina in her own bed! I entered
her and humped her, having her moaning and whimpering under me.
Even though I came almost immediately, I couldn't stop humping and
my dick remained aroused and erect from the thought that I was
fucking her in her own matrimonial bed! Gina heaved against me,
arching her back and bucking under me. so as almost she made me
slip out, and then she came.
Screaming and yelling she dropped down on her back clasping me
with her thighs she squirted and squirted - and I kept on fucking!
I was like possessed. Aunt Gina kept squirming, flailing her hands
and threw her body all around, she screamed, "YES, FUCK ME!!! Oh
Andy, fuck ME! DEEPER!" while I was hammering her ass into the
mattress. On and on I went and she kept screaming "Give it to me
Andy! OHH MY GOD! Give it to me!! and finally I came again and
again, screaming and roaring.
I spurted into her what seemed to me as gallons of spunk and she
was humping against me, yelling, begging. "Oh Yes Andy, give me
your juice, OH YES! " which made me spurt even more, until we
slumped exhausted on the bed. We returned to my apartment, and to
my sister almost two hours later, and Cathy asked rather annoyed,
where was the cake that we had put in the oven, and aunt Gina
answered, rather ominously as I have later found out.
"It isn't ready yet dear, it takes time."
I guess she had been really too young to notice, since she had
once before practically caught us red handed, so to speak, when
she returned early one day and found us in the 69 position-only we
didn't call it 69 then. Aunt Gina told her that we were playing
head and tails. And we were looking for the coin…. Cathy didn't
exactly buy it but she giggled and accused us of "romping". She
and I were very ticklish, and we loved to romp attempting to
tickle each other-although those days mom had already forbidden me
to do it. Luckily I and auntie were half clad so Cathy didn't
think anything was amiss.
Aunt Gina and I repeated the performance the day after and
afterwards, when Cathy retuned to her kindergarten we continued
the ball.
And then some couple of weeks later aunt Gina pulled the carpet
from underneath me and caused world to crash.
It started rather quietly. I noticed that aunt Gina was rather
"blue" and wasn't "herself" for a few days. Then, one day when I
had met her and asked her how she was, she blurted that she was
late. I didn't understand, late for what? And I comforted her that
I would help her and do her chores, and she sure can make it yet,
whatever it was that she was late for, and she just said "my
period, stupid! It is past it's time!" I was so naïve that I
didn't yet understand it –Rosa and Gina had been always
complaining about the "curse", so why complain now that it was
late? And aunt Gina responded, rather sharply, "It means that I'm
pregnant, you asshole! You knocked me up, you bastard!"
I was flabbergasted. How could it be? I stammered that it couldn't
be, that I was too young, but even as I was talking I recalled the
heave spurts of white spunk and knew that it was true, I had
knocked her up!
"You and your I'm too young yet! Men! How could I have believed
you?!" she snapped. "what will your father, my precious brother,
have to say about it now, I wonder? He sends away poor Jim,
calling me a slut but what will he say now to his precious son and
heir?"
I cried, I begged her not to say anything about it to my parents,
please, and that I was too young to be a father and what shall we
do, but she said" Not to tell them eh? And who will feed me and my
baby, you, you brat? You sure did put something up in my oven, you
bastard, but to take responsibility for this? No, that no! You are
too young for that, are you?" I cried and I begged and I went that
afternoon with my heart thumping but at last, when the evening
came, aunt Gina showed up in our home and asked to talk with my
parents.
Strangely enough, my father backed me up. I heard him yelling at
Gina, calling her whoring bitch-using a language that I had never
heard him use before or after. Even stranger, until his untimely
death he has never mentioned it to me. Neither did mom who just
came out of that room weeping and hugged me silently. Anyway, aunt
Gina ceased serving as my official chaperon, and our relations
with her were frozen, although, to my amazement, not cut-off.
I found later, when my dad had died, that he had provided rather
generously for aunt Gina and her daughter. Yes, she has given
birth to a very beautiful red head. They said that on my mother's
side we had red headed relatives, so I don't really know whose
daughter she is, mine or Jim's? The Irish are noted for red heads,
aren't they? I'm still in very good relations with her, and I hope
she'll never read this story, because even though I've changed the
names and the places, she might still recognize the persons
involved.