Sex teacher

That boy, 16 years old, do not think about sex all the time? I guess there is no such ... For me the situation was the same - all the time just pounded horse watching porn, or thinking about boobs and short breaks between masturbation and so in my mind scrolled a woman's body. Well, such an age ... It was the same with me, I think there is nothing to hide. Unfortunately, at that time I had a girl, or quick perspective for it to cease to be a virgin.

all happened in June 2001, sixteen years I heard from my parents that they intend to carry out considerable renovation, so send me and my siblings on vacation to her grandmother in the country. In general, I did not fancy it, because my grandmother did not have a good relationship, but rather they were sporadic, but the rebellion attempts have failed. One June morning father put down me and my younger brother and sister on the train, got our ticket in his hand and had to come back in six weeks. Six weeks without buddies, without playing football with friends on a remote village in Malopolska, in the company of her mother's family ... Great, just great. I did not know what was going to happen.

When we got there, we were greeted by a grandmother, grandfather and foster young Aunt Iza. It was the sight of her faster killed my heart. Almost I forgot that I have an aunt only nine years older than me, younger sister of my mother, the last of the five child grandmother. My mother with Iza has not maintained good contacts in the end between them was almost 20 years difference, also had different fathers. Iza told to speak a name. The kids immediately found some company, and I could not keep my aged aunt.

I do not know whether the description of its appearance will give an idea of ​​what I saw, because her beauty is difficult to put into words. She had waist length, brown and curly hair. Thin waist, prominent breasts and shapely legs ended rounded buttocks. On this first day of the meeting he was dressed in oversized T-shirt, which only emphasized her small figure and scanty shorts. On several pictures sister, who was my mother, Iza was a child or a little grubawą teenager. I saw it completely different. Now she was an adult, after graduation, in September, had to start working in the near elementary school as a teacher of Polish language. The day was hot, and on her forehead appeared a few drops of sweat. My friend immediately began to harden, so as soon as I wanted to cool off. However that may be, but in the end was my aunt. Iza did not give, however, be forgotten and immediately offered to show me my room. I got my own room in the attic, which was unused. At chat with family and unpacking the rest of the day passed and evening came. Iza said she put in another room in the attic, if I need something from it.

Now I would have read otherwise sent its signals, but remember that when I was only 16 years old and alluring young woman aroused in me an erection, but definitely not have gone to her room. Thinking about it years later, I realized that Iza for the next day sent me clear signals from the invitation. In the evening, always come to me to wish me good dreams, sometimes dragging his stay in my room, while my friend increasingly harden in his pants pajamas. During the day it happened it me wipe away, even once quite "accidentally" grabbed me in the crotch area, when fooling around. Always showed me around and sought to ensure that as often as possible to be with me alone. Her compliments made him blush the way to the tip of the ears. The tension in his pants grew, and I felt a little guilty when every time onanizując in the bathroom, I thought about my aunt.

Somehow in the middle of the stay in the country Iza she came to me early in the morning, the whole house was still asleep. Her large breasts swayed under the thin nightgown when I shook my shoulder to wake me up. Such a view, in the morning I did not expect so surprised I sat on the bed and I was about to ask what was going on when I closed my mouth with a kiss. My morning erection suddenly took on enormous size, when her tongue slipped through my lips, and her soft lips touched mine. Without breaking the kiss, she began to pull me a blanket and lay down next to me. I did not know nowhere hands at times wandered from her back to bust, with every moment, feeling he was going to explode. He pulled himself nightgown underneath had no underwear. In the morning light that streamed through the window to the attic, I could see her wet pussy. That was enough for me to the fire, and a wave of pleasure swept through my body.

Iza pulled off my wet pants and sat on me. My friend was still great and burning. Before I had her eyes full and protruding breasts, I began to suck pink, firm and sweet sweat nipples. At the lower abdomen felt a growing wet spot her soczków. Then he moved down a little and introduced my friends to your pussy. I still remember that bottling up the underbelly of feeling, even though so many years have passed since that moment. She began to move slightly up and down, leaned his head back, completely focused on his pleasure.

Unfortunately, a moment of intimacy was interrupted by the noise from below - one of the household apparently got up and began to hang around the kitchen in order to prepare a breakfast. Iza shied no less than I did, and quickly ran to his room, leaving me in a state of shock. I could not sleep, but I took in each other, not having the end of the certainty that what happened was true or just a dream ...

to dispel your doubts - yes, it really happened. Iza was not at the bottom, when I ate breakfast, I had the impression that the day she avoided me, and I did not have the courage to get into her room. But in the afternoon she found me, when I went for a walk and joined me. We walked so in silence and in total she led me, walking two steps in front of me. We went to a small grove near the village where my grandmother lived in dense undergrowth was in the mid-littered wooden hut. There we finished it, you do not get a chance to finish in the morning.

I can say with certainty that Iza is the best teacher of sex, which I went. I never gave him know that he feels impatient to my lack of experience, and its reticence and economical analysis of what has happened between us came out for good - I could freely enjoy the situation, without broadcasting her zbytnego. Other weeks stay lived just as usual and everyday life was interrupted "daydreams" that action acts on the dirt floor of an old cabin or in the attic. Iza just taught me how to have sex with a woman, deliberately and exploring every bit of her body.

When I left, I could not shake the feeling that I had lost something important for me. We were not able to keep in contact, especially when a few years later, my grandmother died and we had almost no reason to visit the homeland of my mother. Although it's been so many years, it still thinking about Iza and I wonder if even for once we make love, just like the first time.