Over the past ten years I’ve come a long way from a sweet, innocent, extremely naive 18-year old from the lahore to, with the possible exception of my Aunt Nasreen, the best cocksucker and blowjob artiste to be found. I left home when I was 18 to attend college in Aitchson College.
My parents were very strict; my father is a Local minister and my mother teaches summer school . They only agreed to my going to school there if I stayed with my Aunt Nasreen, who lived within a few blocks of the college. Nasreen was only ten years older than me but had a master’s degree in library science with a minor in economics. Mom and Dad approved of her highly and felt that she, despite being only 28, would be a fit guardian for their sweet little virgin daughter. How little we knew.
I arrived at Aunt Nasreen’s house in June, two and a half months before my freshman classes were to begin. She was very sweet and nice and gave me the very best she had. She didn’t look at all like the photographs we had of her back home. Aunt Nasreen was a foxy woman, and after she taught me how to fix myself up a bit we looked so much alike that men often thought we were sisters
Nasreen lived in a nice house in a quiet suburban neighborhood and drove a fire-engine-red Corvette. When I asked her how she could afford all of these nice things living by herself, she just smiled and didn’t say much. All she would say was that she was in the “entertainment” industry and she didn’t bother to elaborate. She was somewhat mysterious about her work and odd hours. Bit I was to learn soon enough.
It all started about three weeks after I moved in. Aunt Nasreen had gone out, dressed to kill and carrying her purple gym bag, as she always did. Alone in the house, I was in her bedroom looking through her drawers for a pair of pantyhose when I found a ten-inch vibrator underneath some of her
black-lace panties. I couldn’t believe what I had found. I’d heard about dildos and vibrators from some girls back home, but I’d never actually seen one before, let alone used one. As I switched it on, its vibrations sent a shiver through me and gave me a knot in my stomach. Not expecting Aunt Nasreen to come home for a few hours, I let curiosity and temptation get the best of me. I was soon almoist hypnotized by the rhythmic vibrations of my new find.
Holding the vibrator to my breasts, I could feel my nipples getting harder and my crotch and panties getting wetter and wetter. This was all so new to me, but it felt so good that I just couldn’t help exploring my entire body with it.
Well, I can tell you it didn’t take long for me to strip naked and fall back on Nasreen’s big brass bed with my new toy. I even titled her big mirror in such a way that I could watch myself.
After teasing myself with it, I placed the tip of the vibrator into my moist, steaming crack and pushed it gently. As I watched it slowly slip into me, I could feel my vaginal muscles tighten around it. I had been masturbating with my finger for years already but I’d never felt anything like this before. With both hands working that vibrator in and out of my hot little cunt, I was soon beside myself in ecstasy. That after noon I came in one loud and thunderous orgasm after another.
It was GREAT! I felt so deliciously wicked and nasty watching myself masturbate in that big mirror. I was like an addict who couldn’t stop.
I must have been at it for quite some time. I was so absorbed with ramming that humming fucker in and out of my tunnel of love and moaning like an animal that I didn’t hear my aunt come into the house. You can just imagine my embarrassment when I finally looked up and saw her with one arm up leaning in the doorway, staring at me with a rather wry grin on her face.
(She later told me that she had been standing there enjoying my “performance” for about ten minutes.) Before I could open my mouth to say anything to her, I was wracked by another ind-blowing orgasm. I thought I was going to die, but all Nasreen said to me was, “When you’re finished, come downstairs and we’ll have dinner. I brought home Chinese.” She didn’t say anything about what she had caught me doing, but carried on as usual–except that every time she had
that same smile on her face. We made an early night of it, and all she said to me before turning in was, “Sweet dreams, baby.” I went to bed that night red with embarrassment, but drifted off to sleep rubbing and fingering my cunt, thinking about the next time I could get that vibrator up my now
I was out of the house for much of the next afternoon, still feeling quite embarrassed. When I returned home around six o’clock, I saw my aunt’s car in the driveway and went straight to my room. As I entered the doorway I was surprised to find a brightly wrapped package on my bed. Attached to the package was a note which read: “Since you seemed to enjoy mine so much, I thought it was time you had one of your own, baby. With love, Nasreen.” I ripped into the package to find a beautiful ten-inch vibrating dildo.
I rushed downstairs to find Nasreen waiting for me in the living room. She was standing there, feet apart, hands on hips, and wearing a short purple silk robe that barely covered her shapely ass or her proud, jutting, 38-inch breasts. She had that by-now-familiar coy, seductive smile on her face. She
stood before me–wanton, raw sex personified. Rushing up to her, we embraced. I knew this was going to be quite a night, one that I’d never forget and that would change me forever.
After our touching embrace, Aunt Nasreen went to the kitchen and returned with a silver tray of shucked and iced oysters on the half-shell, two chilled glasses, and a bottle of wine. Next she dimmed the lights, lit some candles, and put a tape on the stereo. I shouldn’t have been surprised that it wasn’t a musical tape, but the erotic sounds of heavy fucking and sucking that Nasreen
and one of her lovers had made.
For the next half hour I sat on the sofa opposite Nasreen as she made an erotic show of eating those oysters. Occasionally, between slurping oysters and sipping wine, she would slip her hand down to finger her twat, then slowly suck the pussy juice from her fingers. After some more of this, she stood up and said, “It’s time we expanded your horizons, sweet baby.”
She took me by the hand and led me downstairs into her finished basement. The lights were dimmed real low except for some stage light-type lamps hung from the ceiling, which bathed the pool table in a warm, pinkish glow. The pool table was covered with an orchid-color sating quilt, and Nasreen had about a dozen of her favorite vibrators and dildos lined up along the edge of it within easy reach. She placed me in a big leather easy chair, which had been pushed up to where I had an unobstructed view. She put on a tape of rock
music, with a slow, heavy beat and alot of sex. She lit some incense and said, “You wanted to know what I do in the entertainment industry. Well, Aunt Nasreen’s gonna entertain you.”
I was so excited. Nasreen walked around behind the pool table and stood with her back to me. She shot me a sultry “fuck me” smile over her shoulder as she deftly slipped off her robe, letting it fall to the table in one swift, catlike motion. There she was, kneeling in front of me, resting on her knees,
legs bent under and her thighs spread wide. Her thatch of brown pubic hair was neatly trimmed into the shape of a heart. Nasreen reached back without looking, and selected a 14-inch vibrator that not only moved in and out like a piston but also made small circular motions while it hummed and vibrated. It was so big that she could just barely wrap her hand all the way around it. She was moaning softly as she worked that vibrator over her gorgeous tan body, paying special attention to her jutting boobs. Her ruby-red areolae were as big as half-dollars and her nipples stuck out hard as rocks. She held each breast to her mouth, licking and sucking her nipples, leaving them shiny with
Turning her attention to her steaming hot crack, she ran that pulsating dildo up and down over her cunt lips and clit, moaning louder all the time. Then she brought the dildo, now gleaming with her cunt juice, up to her hungry mouth and licked and sucked it from its bulbous head down to the base. Still
kneeling in front of me, her twat and thighs glistening from the flow of her pussy juice, she set the vibrator on full speed and slowly guided its massive cock head into her cunt, taking all 14 inches of it. Then she slowly pulled it almost all the way out. Using both hands, she rammed that big fucker in
and out at least a dozen time in rhythm to the music, moaning like a whore in heat.
On the last upstroke, Nasreen left that
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