| Straight: True Stories: A Truly Memorable First Time Part 2 (1/2) |
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Oh the week went by agonisingly slowly. Aunty Shanti, my mom’s friend, was constantly on my mind. Finally the day came; and soon it was afternoon and time for me to go for my lessons in accounting and life. My mum too commented that I was being very cheerful. Aunty Shanti opened the door and there she was, looking beautiful, wearing a knee length dress that normally would be worn to go out in. The top button was off giving a clear view of her cleavage; as well as the bottom two buttons. My thoughts were of what I was going to do to her. I was expecting her to pull me in through the door, to hug me; rub her body against mine and say; “I could not wait for you to get here.” It was an instant disappointment when the greeting that I got from aunty was, “Hi Ravi! I hope you have completed all of the homework set for you.” No more said; she went over to the small office room; sat at the table and got me started on my work. In two hours we covered a fair amount of work. Finally it was time for a break. Aunty got up smiling; came over towards me and stood me up very close to her. “I want you to kiss me,” said aunty. I placed my lips on hers; and just held them there. Her lips felt soft against my lips; she and I stood like two statues, not moving, with only our lips locked together. Her tongue darted in and out of my mouth, one time. It was like an electric shock in my mouth. She moved away for a moment. “I am now going to kiss you properly,” she said; and again locked her mouth on mine. She held me by the back of my head; and pushed her lips harder against mine. Her tongue was darting in and out of my mouth; like fucking my mouth with her tongue. “This is what French kissing is all about; and I love it,” I thought to myself. Mmm what a sensation; my cock was rock hard; rubbing against her stomach, which I’m sure she could feel. I put gently pushed my tongue in, first feeling her lips and then like her fucking her mouth with my tongue; shoving it in, feeling her teeth as she played back with her mouth and tongue. Still lip locked, she took my hand and placed it between us, on her breast. I did not wait for further invitations, unbuttoned the top, pulled her dress apart to the sides, to expose her breasts. I could see they were big, much bigger than those I had seen in a magazine. Her nipples were chocolate brown in color and hard as pebbles. My mouth, finally released from hers, made a bee line to her right nipple. I sucked it in, running my tongue over and swirling all around her nipple and areola. Aunty groaned when I teased her nipple in my mouth; then popping it out, to go for the other nipple. I did the same to her left nipple, not wanting to discriminate. Standing back, I looked at her; both her nipples, dark brown, glistening with my spit; hard and pointed at me. She slowly moved down, first licking my ear lobe, then moving to my nipples to give them a quick nibble and suck. She unzipped my pants, pulled my cock out and began to fondle it, moving the |
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oral class
