I finish taking a hot, invigorating shower. Beth prepares a Carbonara pasta for lunch. I had never eaten it before, we drink red wine. While the storm continued to fall outside.
During lunch Beth was getting drunk, telling jokes, spicy phrases, and saying indecencies, the drink was making my aunt altered. All this was making me crazy to ride that naughty filly. I confess that I was also affected by the wine.
Beth started talking about her betrayals, I guess just to get me even more excited, I couldn't believe what I was hearing. She didn't even sound like my aunt.
"Was that your first black man!?"
"The only one, but it was sensational. A pity."
I felt my cock thicken.
"Keto, beautiful. I don't know if I should tell you. What will you think of me? I'm your aunt, boy!"
"It's just that you spoke so highly of him. You made me curious?"
"Curious, huh? Curious or naughty?"
"Both."
"You had to be my relative, didn't you? So Keto taught me a lot, what a tongue that man had. Haha, what fingers, what a penis."
"Really!"
"Also with one so long, wide. And on top of that, black. About three years ago. I never saw him again. It was on a trip, he invited me for a drink, then took me to his room."
"Uncle wasn't with the lady?"
"Of course not! Imagine. I was drunk, more so than I am now. I ended up lying on the bed, without my shoes, my head falling out off the mattress. I was getting bolder, I remember I unbuttoned my blouse. I asked him if he liked it."
"And did he?"
"He said my breasts were beautiful, perfect.
"Very polite, your friend."
"Polite! He's a bastard. He played the fool just to provoke me."
"What did he do?"
"Is that what you want, to know my secrets?
***
"Only pretty ones? Okay, but what about you? You look so... BIG! Can I see?"
He stood up and stood above me. I watched him unbutton his pants, slow, very hot. The gorgeous man takes off his shoes and gets rid of his underwear. The thing came up bent over, thick cock almost touching my chin.
"All that, I didn't know it was that big! And thick!"
And he had the nerve to tell me that he wasn't even excited. I burst out laughing. And I asked him if I could do something for him.
"I can put it in your mouth, Beth?"
In the most innocent voice. He held the red tip, put it in front of my mouth, that big, hot head. What could I do? I licked. I kissed. Keto groaned deeply. So good to hear a man moan, even more, the young ones. I opened my mouth and he put that trunk inside me. I don't know how I managed, and he was entering, and I was swallowing everything, going down until it reached my throat.
"Aaannhhh!"
I moaned, it was my first time in a deep throat, I grabbed the bedspread with both hands. I vibrated and showed more than I should have. I drove Keto even madder.
He was pounding, pounding that thick cock into my mouth, piercing my throat. That's when he drove me crazy for good. Keto was tall, with big hands and long fingers. He bent over me and started touching me, slapping me, patting my pussy.
I was sucking his cock and he was jerking me off, just to make me crazier. It was an incredible night! What a wonderful man. Too bad we never saw each other again.
***
Beth took another sip from the cup, I felt my shorts getting wet. But she didn't want to talk anymore. I insisted.
"And did he cum in your mouth?"
She laughed, biting her lips in shame.
"It's not something you ask a lady, let alone your aunt."
"I'm sorry I... I just wanted to understand."
"There's nothing to understand. I've said too much, as usual. Well that your uncle complains about me."
She laughed taking another sip. Her gaze glinted in my direction. The look of someone who wants to tease you.
"So, did you like it? Did you like your aunt's story? Let me see."
Beth opened that captivating smile and moved her hand down to stroke my knee, then my thigh. Slowly she up until she slipped her hand inside my shorts. I was surprised, she offered me a kiss while her fingers examined my cock.
"Now yes, I think you are ready. Come with me, to my room."
We got up and I walked her down the halls of the house.
"But in your bed?"
"What's the matter, it's where I sleep! My bed is great."
"But it's where Uncle sleeps, you sleep. It's weird, at least for me."
"Stop this nonsense, this is not a problem."
We reach the bedroom, the rumble of thunder making the bedroom windows vibrate. Beth began removing the bedspread and arranging the pillows.
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I finish washing the silverware, and as I wipe everything down, I recall the images of her room that day. The scenery was incredible. The carpeted floor, with geometric designs in light gray tones. The lighting made the room cozy and sensual. Modern paintings, some showing the silhouette of naked bodies, insinuating intimate acts.
I dry my hands and turn off the kitchen light. The memories are still so vivid, it seems like yesterday, yet it has been more than thirty years. I turn on the TV, but eventually, fall asleep and the dream takes me back to my aunt's room. Our first meeting. It was with her that I ended up becoming a man.
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