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I was 18 years old, lived with mine Mother Alone in a large rental house. Mean Father I never got to know. I didn’t have so much in mind with boys since a neighboring boy had deflowered me in the dark basement of our house, which I had absolutely no fun. I have concentrated more on school since then.
Of course I alberted with my friends in the outdoor pool around and blasphemed over the boys from my class, I also went to a disco from time to time.
I sometimes let myself be punched at night in the dark side street next to the disco, but more not more. So my friendships with the boys never lasted long. Although I was probably very pretty. I was proud of my figure.
I was very good in physical education. My preference was gymnastics. The bars. And I love to swam.
My legs were muscular, I was slim and I had a nice breast.
Uncle Horst was that Brother my mom. For me he was almost like a father. In the past he always carried me on his shoulders. He often read a story in bed at night.
From time to time he also stayed with us. Later he kept getting money to me again and again.
I got on very well with my mom. She informed me and she comforted me when it happened to the boy in the basement. Back then she said that it only hurt the first time and that I would like it later.
And that guys would only think with their cock. Mom worked as a seller in a large department store.
The summer vacation had just started. My mom broke the ankle on Fridays and had to go to the hospital. “Is half as wild darling.
Uncle Horst will take care of you.” “It is obvious. How we discussed it ”with Uncle Horst I was sitting in the living room in the evening. We played scrabble and had a lot of fun.
“I’m staying here over the weekend. Tomorrow morning we will go to the hospital again!”I was tired.
I gave Uncle Horst a kiss on the cheek and went to my room. There I put on my nightgown and crawled to bed. I couldn’t fall asleep. I got thirsty and wallowed over the hallway into the kitchen.
The television ran in the living room. Otherwise it was dark. I sneaked in because I suspected that Uncle Horst had fallen asleep.
“Katja?”” I just wanted to see if you fell asleep “” dear from you.“I was half in the room. Light fell on me from the hallway.
Uncle Horst sat on the sofa and looked at me.
“You have become a pretty young lady.“I became red with embarrassment. It was not aware that my body was clearly visible in the light that was fallen in the light that was clearly visible under my thin nightgown.
“Good night!“In the morning we visited mom. Then Uncle Horst invited me to a shopping tour. It was long Saturday and I was able to browse in my favorite shops in peace.
Every time I discovered something really great, I had to try it out. Uncle Horst was very patient. It was scary fun with him. He bought me some things.
But it was a bit embarrassed when he went to a shop with me where there was only women’s underwear.
He whispered with a seller who then looked after me in detail. She gave me fantastic lingerie for fitting. The prices were also fantastic.
“Which one likes best?“He pointed to a handful of brh’s that I had tried on.
In the end, he was wearing a bag in which two brh’s were, a silk dark blue panties, and a mini -slip. I felt like I was in the land of milk and honey.
At home he gave me the bags.
“Try it again.“I went into my room and put on the new underwear, the new short skirt, and the blouse with Denrüschen.
It looked megachic. The blouse was almost a little too narrow, but it fit exactly to the short skirt. I proudly went into the living room.
“Trara …” Uncle Horst was thrilled.
“Human Katja, that’s what you like to do. With this you guarantee the boys’ heads! Let’s see.“Uncle Horst got up and stood in front of me.
He turned me on his shoulders around my own axis.
“Freamy. But the blouse is not a little too tight here?“He touched the button placket that tensioned over my breast.
“That works” “And how does the underwear fit?””Excellent.”” Show “” You think I should..““ But Katja, there is nothing there. I’ve seen some half -naked women in my life. “He was right. In the outdoor pool, I basically only wore underwear.
Slowly I buttoned my blouse. When I was in front of him in the bra, I tried to cross my arms in front of my breast.
“Come Katja, I can’t see how great he looks.“Shamingly I slowly took my arms down.
“Insane. Really strong. It fits you like a glove.“Uncle Horst was really thrilled.
That put me on. Without shame now I turned around in front of him.
“Wait.“He touched the wearers on my shoulder and raised them a little. Then he immediately moved the straps.
“So. Now show me the slip.“I didn’t shy anymore.
Uncle Horst sprayed with pleasure. I meandered out of the short skirt.
“You move like your mom!“That was a compliment to me. I blushed.
“The slip is almost better than the bra!“I had put on the blue silk patch. Again I turned around his own axis.
‘You look great.“I hung around his neck and gave him a kiss on the cheek.
“Thank you, Uncle Horst!“He pressed me closer to himself.
“That’s fine.
But don’t always say uncle to me. I feel so old there.““ You’re not old.“I laughed a little confused.
When he pushed me down, I felt his thing on my stomach briefly. It was tough.
At midnight I came back from the disco. Of course in my new outfit.
Uncle Horst was sitting in the living room.
“How was it at the disco?””Quite ok.““ Do you want to drink a sip too?“Uncle Horst had a Bacardi cola in front of her. I was happy to accept his offer.
“What are you looking at?”” So an action strip.“I snuggled up next to him on the sofa and put on my legs. With my head I leaned against his shoulder. Uncle Horst put his arm around me.
“Watch out, now he will be incredibly acidic!“We giggled in front of us when the scene came.
Uncle Horst’s hand was on my upper arm. Again and again he stroked me gently.
“Katja actually knows that you are incredibly pretty?”” Oh Uncle Horst.““ Don’t always say uncle to me. No, for real. I bet the boys are in line with you.””Actually not.
They’re stupid anyway.”” Just say you are still Virgo.””No. I’ve already had.“Sitting in the dark like that, only with the flickering mat, cuddled with my uncle, plus a Bacardi cola, I liked that. It was very comfortable in a special way and I felt comfortable.
“Katja, you actually still have the new underwear?””Yes.“I had bent my legs on the sofa. My short skirt had slipped up a bit.
But I didn’t think anything about it. Uncle Horst dropped his hand on my bare thigh. At first the touch through his hand was like a short electrical blow for me. But his hand was just relaxed on my thigh, so I thought nothing more.
“The silk panties or the mini -slip?”” The blue silk panties “now he stretched out his fingers on my thigh.
His touch on my skin was tender. I still assumed that this was just a kinship gesture. His fingers didn’t stop when they had reached the hem of my slipped short skirt. Slowly he pushed the hem higher with his hand, only just away from my triangle.
I flocked a hot feeling.
I suddenly got goose bumps. I had never been touched like that. I was a little afraid, but at the same time a tingling sensation in my stomach.
His fingers found the silk fabric. With a very tender touch he stroked the smooth silk.
First only on the leg neckline, then he gently touched my pub. His fingers touch my most intimate place right away. I actually wanted to jump up. But I could not.
My whole lower body burned hot like hell. It was as if a thousand ants would run over me. I had never had such a feeling.
I closed my eyes as his fingers stroked the fabric over my gender. I guessed the touch more than I felt it.
And I couldn’t do anything against the fact that my pubic area moved slightly upwards, towards this gentle fingers. My skirt was now far back. He could clearly see my blue silk panties. He didn’t stop stroking my gender through the silky fabric.
I had felt before that I had become moist in the crotch.
It wasn’t embarrassed to me. Not even that I groaned softly and my thighs had spread something. I put my head in his lap and forgot everything around me. Uncle Horst was so tender.
His fingers played on the silk and his palm rubbed slightly over my pub.
Finally these tender fingers found their way under the silk. He pushed the leg neckline a bit to the side.
I could feel how my gender was naked. With gentle fingers he stroked from below between the labia, he touched the clit and flocked me through me orgasm who predicted me, squeeze my legs firmly. I no longer wanted to enter this hand ff.
It was a nice feeling.
The fingers didn’t stop my pussy to caress. Alternately, they stroked my labia and clit, drove along the furrow to return. I didn’t even notice that I threw my pelvis wildly against him that my legs opened and shoot again in time. I only had this unique hot feeling and this insane tingling that brought me to the next climax and flooded my vagina with my own juices.
Only when the fingers disappeared did I open my eyes again.
“Was that nice for you?“I could only nod silently and straightened up to kiss him with gratitude. Uncle Horst picked up his pants. He raised the zip of his pants. With one hand he brought out his erected penis.
“Give me your hand.“I willingly left him my right hand, which he put on the top of his stiff member.
“Do you feel the drop?“I nodded again.
My palm touched this red head that was hot. I could feel the drop that he said clearly. He was sticky.
“Then put your hand around the shaft, above, just below the glans.“He felt very hot. Soft and firm at the same time.
But also very big.
“Now drive up with a locked fist slowly up and down” I followed the instructions on the instructions.
“Pack a little more firmly. And when I ride up, at first “I was still a bit tentative. But I quickly noticed that his limb in my fist became even harder. It was a big penis.
Uncle Horst breathed in short chopped pickers. And I noticed that his gasp increased when I increased the speed at which I rubbed his penis.
He had adapted to my hands. When I pushed my fist down, he pressed up with his penis at the same time. This resulted in the shiny red glans.
I did my best. His gasp got faster and suddenly he pushed himself up to the top.
With frightened and curiosity at the same time, I watched how milky, thick -fluid splashes came out of the tip of his penis, which just swell out shortly afterwards. It was a lot. Much of it ran over my hand.
But I didn’t dare to take it away. Although his penis slowly slackened up in my fist. I no longer rubbed him now.
“It always splashes so far?””No. On the second and third time there it just swells out.
Then it is not quite as much sperm anymore.“I took my hand away. I still had slimy whitish sperm on the back of the hand.
“Lick your hand and try it. It’s pure protein.“With the tip of the tongue, I licked something from my back of my hand.
“Salzig, a little sharp, strange.““ Slab down it.“It didn’t taste particularly good. But I didn’t have to hand over.
Uncle Horst’s member was very small and limp when he packed it away again. No longer as scary huge as before.
I was still awake in bed for some time. I thought of how Uncle had brewed Horst. And how big his limb was.
And how his seed splashed out of the limb. I liked that very much. And I thought of how he stroked me between his legs. And how great that was.
And that now I knew what an orgasm was.
I woke up on Sunday morning because someone stroked me. I lay on my back and let my eyes locked. Gentle hands stroked my breast.
Fingeles touched my nipples, which became very hard due to the touch. The contours of my breasts drove the hands after.
Without wanting it, I moved slightly. Only the legs open a little. Uncle Horst had to be noticed. I felt hot lips on the approach of my nipping breasts.
An idea of tongue between the lips. And these lips wandered along my breasts to my nipples. I felt the Naj3e tongue playing with my nipples.
When he puts his hand on my Venusberg, I can no longer suppress a groan. Again I got this tingling sensation in my stomach and willingly I spread my thighs.
This time, too, his hands were so gently when they touched my labia, the clitoris appealed. His lips and tongue wandered from my breasts down the body, to my belly button, further to my pubic hill. He licked over his pubic hair with his damp tongue.
When he finally circled my labia with his tongue, an elongated ’Jaaaaa’ slipped out for me. I pressed my pelvis towards him.
And when I felt his tip of his tongue at the entrance of my vagina, I had an orgasm like in the night.
I felt that I left. I was amazed and happy at that moment, and was immediately moved back to the next ecstasy when his tongue had touched my clit. This feeling of pleasure that I felt was barely waned, and for the first time in my life I longed for a male link that would drill into me that should piss me off. The tongue on my vagina let me shudder.
I cramped my hands into the sheets and pushed my pelvis towards Uncle Horst’s mouth.
When he turned away from me I was infinitely hot.
I opened my eyes and saw my uncle naked next to my bed.
His limb was big. It stiffly protruded in front of his stomach. For the first time I was able to take a closer look. Uncle Horst had shaved his hair in the pubic area.
His bag with the testicles dangled under the stiff penis. He was wrinkled. And his penis seemed huge to me.
“Sit down on the edge of the bed, Katja“ I did what he wanted.
“Now take the tail in your mouth, suck him, suck him.“Only I carefully took the tip between my lips. He was hot.
And he smelled good. So male. And so freshly washed. Then I put my lips a little further over his masculinity.
Uncle Horst reacted with a gas. I knew that I did it right. He started to push his limb deeper into my mouth. He came to almost my throat.
My tongue touched this hot thing in my mouth.
I could feel swollen veins. He pulled his penis out of my mouth very, very slowly. He was almost outside when he undressed the movement and slowly let it slide back into my oral cavity.
“Griffin to the eggs” with one hand I included the bag under his limb. The content slipped away every time when I reached a little more firmly.
It was like two slippery walnuts. I stroked the skin on the bag. And kept my head very quietly so that Uncle Horst could push his penis into my mouth at will.
“You can move your mouth.“Only now did I dare. I moved my mouth on his hard link.
Always nicely the lips together slightly together. His gasp was faster and chopped. Suddenly his bag changed. He was much firmer now, and the two nuts in it pressed up and he no longer moved his penis in my mouth.
Then it got very warm in my mouth. And very wet.
“Try to swallow it.“Since I knew how it tasted, I swallowed the sperm in my mouth. It cost me a little overcoming, but I smiled proudly when I swallowed everything.
“Come shower!”He said with a laugh.
He walked behind me and gave me a slap on the buttocks. Under the shower he is one.
And he dried me all around, taking a lot of time with my breasts and between my legs. Especially between the legs. With his soap fingers he massaged my labia, and I immediately got warm again. We stood close together, move back.
At first he was so that he was lying around me with his arm around me. My pubic mound and my labia. The warm shower water splashed on my back and his head all the time.
His second hand was around my other side of the body. His fingers touched me so tenderly again.
He gently pulled my labia apart and put a finger in my vagina. He couldn’t put his finger further until I put my right leg on the shower tray.
With his one hand he then reached from behind between my legs, first up to my pubic mound, then slowly deeper to my vagina. There he gently penetrated me with a finger. The feeling of pleasure immediately came to me.
I supported the wall tiles with my arms and answered his finger with light pelvic movements.
His finger was not particularly deep in me. Again and again I tried to get his finger in by raising my pelvis. His other hand stroked the outside of my labia. I could feel on my buttocks how his member had raised something again.
Please please take me, I do everything you want, but finally do it with me. I begged inside. Uncle Horst made me suffer. Or not.
In one moment it seemed like this, in the next I had an orgasm while standing.
“Why don’t you sleep me? I want to have your thing in me!““ If you want, I’ll sleep with you. And that means cock!““ Cock cock cock. Yes, I want you to sleep with me. Please.“Uncle Horst just laughed.
“Tonight. I promise you. Now get ready, we’re going to visit your mom “I couldn’t really concentrate. I only thought that Uncle Horst would sleep with me tonight.
Then I would finally be a real woman. I also stole away, while Uncle Horst and Mom were still talking. I could hardly expect the evening.
Uncle Horst put me off at home. He wanted to go to himself briefly to get fresh things to put on.
I was right to me. I quickly rummaged in my mom’s wardrobe until I found what I was looking for. A packaged package with black holes still. I wanted to be nice for this evening.
When Uncle Horst came, he surprised me that he wanted to run me to eat.
I quickly went into the bathroom. I put on the owner -free stockings. They almost fit. With carefully I made a look at what else I do very, very rarely.
I attracted the mini -slip and the second new bra that Uncle Horst had bought me. And to a white cheeky cotton shirt a ankle -like black skirt that I never actually wore because it is just too noble for me. And my shoes with the highest paragraphs. I then looked at the result in the mirror.
I looked older, I found.
“I’m done” I went into the living room unsafe. Uncle Horst was currently on the phone.
“Wow! You look beautiful. Really adorable!“I got red and said nothing.
“If you could see your daughter now, you wouldn’t believe that. I’ll go out with the most beautiful woman in the city tonight.“Uncle Horst phoned Mom.
For the first time he had called me a woman. Suddenly he was no longer my uncle for me.
“Where are we going, Horst?“He led me in one of the best restaurants. And he just looked at me. Although rings of women there were much nicer than me.
When we returned to the apartment late at night, I was very happy.
And now it would happen. Already with that thought I got warm. Horst got a bottle of champagne and two glasses out of the fridge.
“Come along, Katja.“We went into the bedroom of my mom. Horst ignited four candles and gave us a little sparkling wine.
“On the most beautiful niece that a man can have.“I stood in front of the large mirror cabinet.
Horst tenderly put two fingers under my chin and pressed my head up a little. We looked at silence. Then finally he lowered his head to me. My lips opened and I offered him my full mouth to a kiss.
The candles threw muffled light on us.
His tongue first played with my lips and then gently sliding into my mouth and finding their counterpart there. I greedily kissed him. It has rarely happened to me since then that I have already become moist with a kiss. With Uncle Horst it happened to me.
My whole body longed for him.
Our tongues played together for minutes, minutes in which he gently stroked my back and my neck with his hands. When our mouths finally loosened from each other, I leaned my head on his shoulder. He tenderly took me into his arms. His fingers drove the contours of my back as I trembled with longing because I pressed myself close to him to feel his link on my body.
We stood there for a long time, nestled close together, only illuminated from the flickering candlelight until he put his hands on the hem of my white shirt, pushed his fingers between the covenant of the skirt and the shirt onto my bare skin.
In slow motion he pulled out the hem of the cotton shirt out of my skirt and continuously stroked the skin of my hips. I started buttocks his shirt.
With both hands I stroked his muscular hairy chest and only stopped briefly when he pulled the shirt over my head and arms. His back of his hand stroked my breasts protected by the bra, to my armpits, along the collarbone, to find the closure in my back.
He grazed the carriers very gently from my shoulders. and dropped the bra to the ground and then continued the game with his backs of his hands on my breasts.
It was a wafer -tender touch that let me shudder with longing. My nipples became stiff and firm as the hands striped slightly over the nipples. I pulled his shirt out of his pants, put my arms tight around his hip just to feel his skin.
Again we pressed each other, our tongues met again. My breasts pressed against his warm body.
Our fingers explored each other’s buttocks of the other, pushed between fabric and bare skin. Until our tongues and bodies finally separated from each other again. He looked at me lovingly when I opened the zip of my skirt and the garment fell to the ground.
I stood there and looked at his face on which an admiring smile spread. My eyes wandered down on his upper body, lingered on his muscular chest, went deeper to his flat stomach.
He followed my eyes with his hands and pulled the end of his belt with one hand.
My lips were dry and I moisten them with the tip of the tongue. The ratchet of his zipper broke through the silence. When his hands pushed the black pants down, I saw the bay in his boxer shorts. Instinctively my fingers laid on my breasts and I tried to stroke the way his fingers had done in the morning.
It was only when he had erected himself again I drove along my body until I felt the fabric of my panties.
I couldn’t turn my eyes away from his bulging shorts. I pushed my panties down with the palms, let it slide onto my ankle by meandering movement of my lower body, where I could get out of it with a little step. Now it was back to him to continue our ceremony, which he did too. His shorts fell to the ground and I saw his erected penis.
He took me in his arms, but this time he put an arm under my thighs to take me up.
I put my arms around his neck and he picked me up from the ground to carry me to my mother’s bed. I hid my face on his neck until he gently put me on the bed.
His hands touched my knees and stroked the ownered stockings to the approach where they lingered. Then followed his lips. I’ve been ready for him for a long time.
His tongue licked my skin hot and approached my pubic mound while his hands worked up my breasts.
He licked my Venusberg slightly, let his tongue slide deeper until he wet my labia.
I had started to moan and I pressed my legs wide apart to give him freely giving access to my shame. My hands found his head and I pulled it closer to myself until I finally felt his tongue on my clit, could feel his hot breath.
He licked my wet with his tongue and almost brought me to the mind. My vagina filled up with my juice, my legs, and I had a wonderful orgasm. Only now did he want to have me.
He moved close to me, knelt between my legs, pushed his hands under my buttocks to lift me a little.
Then finally I felt his link, his cock! At first only something hot festival on my clit, which drove along the column, touched my labia and let me scream before you ask. Please please put it in. I can not take it anymore. Finally take me.
fuck me! And then it was time.
His stiff tail knocked on my gate and I eagerly granted him. At a snail pace, he penetrated deeper and deeper into my vagina without taking care of my agony. I threw myself towards him to take the cock deep inside me, but every time he moved back. In centimeters by centimeter, his cock explored my naße grotto until the limit was finally reached.
And only now did he start to push.
My hands were on his buttocks and followed the game of his gluten muscles there. He pushed into me with long, strong movements. My cave burned and my body tried to extinguish with my juice. I clawed in his buttocks and shouted my orgasm out.
His cock was like a machine, he hardly accelerated the movements, not even when it came to me. He was hard in me like steel and retired to the entrance in front of each thrust. I wanted him to splash into me, fill my grotto with his seed.
“Katja I’m ready!“That was the first word that one of us said since we had lit the candles.
“Stay in me!“To reinforce my wish, I pressed his buttocks even more firmly on myself. His bumps became faster, his gasps louder, my excitement increased.
His sperm filled my innermost, hot and steaming. It triggered my next orgasm.
We pressed each other, I felt he flinched in me and his seed mixed with my juices. Long later he stayed in me. We were very quiet, I wanted to avoid any movement that could cause it to slip out of me.
We only allowed ourselves to a very light stroke.
This evening changed me. I told my mom. At first I was a little afraid of making Horst a huge scene. But she only smiled very understanding and kissed me on the forehead.
All of my men’s acquaintances from that point in time were much older than me.
I can’t do anything with the boys of the same age.
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