A Young Man's Fantasy.

The people are real, the action pure fiction But I could dream couldn't I?

A YOUNG MAN'S FANTASY
I was seventeen years old and was, I suppose I was more than a little na?ve for my age. I had left school a year earlier and was still a virgin. I had had a few girlfriends, but except for a couple of groping sessions behind the bike sheds, my sexual experience was virtually non-existent. This was back in the swinging sixties but I was certainly missing out on the permissive side of it. At the time I was living with my parents in Wolverhampton and working on the railway, working odd hours and weekends, so I was quite often at home during the day while my parents were out at work. One of these days, I remember fondly, it was the start of one of the most memorable parts of my life.
I was in my bedroom, reading one of the porn magazines of that era. Parade and forum were my favourites at the time. I preferred reading about sex to just looking at pictures. I was probably wanking over one of the stories in one of them and fantasising that I was the chap getting all the fun. It was a warm day and my window was open and I heard someone outside in the back garden. I got off the bed and looked out over our back yard. My mum's friend was hanging out washing. They lived next door but one to us. She was a good friend of my mums and would regularly be round our house so I saw quite a lot of her. To me she was old, she must have been in her late thirties or early forties but to a seventeen year old any one over thirty was old. She had short blonde hair and I don't think I ever saw her without at least a small amount make up on. I only ever saw her wearing skirts or dresses unlike my Mum who often wore trousers. My brothers and I used to call her Auntie Brenda. You didn't use first names for your elders in those days. We had respect for anyone older than we were then.
Anyway Auntie Brenda was the object of many of my teenage wanks. I watched her for about five minutes before she went back indoors, then as I was about to get to back to my story I noticed what she'd hung out and my cock grew stiffer in my jeans. There were about half a dozen of pairs of knickers and a couple of bras and sundry items of female under wear. She'd been washing what my Mum called her smalls. I went and lay back on the bed, my cock, by now rock hard. I started to read again and found the next story I turned to was one about a young lad having sex with an older woman. It doesn't much imagination to guess who I was thinking about as I read the story and stroked my cock. Thoughts of what Auntie Brenda would look like wearing just what she'd just pegged on the washing line filled my head. I was feeling really horny and suddenly decided that my fist wasn't going to be enough for me this time and I decided to do something about it!!!
I was literally shaking as I walked up Auntie Brenda's front path. I almost bottled out as I thought about what I was about to do, but now really I'm glad I didn't. I went round the back and knocked on the door. Auntie Brenda opened the door and smiled. ?Hello Mike, no work today,? she said. ?Rest day,? I replied, my heart pounding so hard I thought it would burst out of my chest. ?What do you want love?? she asked. It was my Mums birthday in a couple of weeks and I knew that she would know this, so I told her I had bought Mum a present and wanted to know what she thought about it. She said okay and asked where it was. I told her it was at home and would she mind coming round and telling me what she thought. She told me she would be round in about ten minutes as she was a bit busy at the time. I went back home and was still shaking like a leaf when ten minutes later she finally knocked on the back door.
I let her in and told her the present was in my bedroom. She didn't bat an eyelid and followed me upstairs. My knees were nearly collapsing under me as I led the way. As soon as we got into the bedroom, I slammed the door behind us and pushed her backwards onto the bed and, like the young idiot I was went straight for her tits. Grabbing at them and squeezing them hard. She pushed me off, stood up and yelled at me. ?What the hell do you think you're doing Mike?? she shouted. ?What's come over you. If you're after what I think you're after, forget it I'm old enough to be your Mother.? I just stood there, like a naughty schoolboy, hanging my head. ?Did you think I was just going to let you....,? her voice trailed off. I mumbled that I was sorry and I think I even started to cry a bit. ?Your Mother will kill you when I tell her,? she said. She was right, my life wouldn't be worth living. ?Oh please Auntie Brenda, don't tell Mum,? I begged, ?please don't tell her.? ?Why shouldn't I,? she yelled, ?you were going to rape me.? I hadn't thought of it that way. In the stories I had read, the woman always gave in and invariably enjoyed getting fucked by a younger cock.
?I'm sorry Auntie Brenda, I'm sorry. Please don't tell Mum.? ?Give me one good reason why I shouldn't,? she snapped. ?I'll do anything, but don't tell her. Please.? I was frantic now. I knew my Mum would lay into me something awful and my Dad would belt the living daylights out of me. She sat back down on the bed and looked at me. ?Have you ever been with a girl Mike?? she asked. I hung my head again and mumbled that I hadn't. When I looked back up at her I could see a look amusement mixed with the anger. I stood there, hands behind my back as she looked at me with an almost pitying look. ?You mean you've never used that?? she laughed, nodding at my crotch, where my cock had now totally collapsed. When I'd pushed her onto the bed it had been rock hard but now after the humiliation of the bollocking she'd just given my it was totally lifeless. I saw her smile. ?I tell you what,? she said, ?let me see if it was worth you getting into trouble over and I might not tell your Mother.? I stood there frozen to the spot, she'd called my bluff and I didn't know what to do.
?Don't tell me you've gone shy,? she said, ?you were going to make me see it at the very least see it five minutes ago.? I was still frozen to the spot though and was sweating like a pig. ?Come here,? she snapped, her eyes steely. I took a step towards her and she put her hand out to stop me. ?That's near enough,? she said. ?I can see from here, now show me.? I was shaking but I managed to lower my zip. I was still completely soft so it took a bit of a struggle to get it out and when I did, she just burst out laughing. ?And just what did you think you were going to do with that,? she laughed. She was really putting me through it now and I felt like a proper idiot.
?So you've never seen where that should go Mike?? she said, still laughing, ?and I don't mean in a book.? I looked down at my feet again and shook my head. When I looked back up again, she wasn't sitting up any more. She was laying back down on the bed, her head turned to one side looking at me. ?Come here,? she snapped. Almost in a trance, I took a step forwards her. ?Closer,? she snapped again. I took another step towards her. ?Well,? she said, ?there's one right here,? patting the base of her stomach and pulling her skirt up slightly. ?Would you like to see it?? I was gob smacked and just stood there like a goldfish, opening and closing my mouth, with no sound coming out of it. Back in those days, tights were not the thing that ordinary women wore, so she was wearing stockings. I knew this because I could see, what us lads jokingly called the 'chuckle band', the darker strip at the top of the stockings. The joke was that once you got past that you were laughing.
Although the sight of her lying there had frozen my vocal chords, it was having the opposite effect on another part of my anatomy. My shrivelled maggot of a cock was rapidly coming back to life again. Now although I didn't know it at the time there were a lot of men like me. My cock was tiny when it was soft but it grew out of all proportion when it got hard. Soft, I was not much more than two inches but when I had a real hard on I was a good seven. I'd been circumcised so my knob was always on show and that grew in proportion to my cock. I saw her smile when she saw my reaction. ?Now that's more like it,? she said, ?not the biggest I've seen, but nothing to be ashamed of.? Her compliments only made it grow even more.
?Closer,? she said, ?move closer.? I stepped forward as far as I could, my knees were pressed against the side of the bed now. ?Mmm, that's even better,? she said and reached out her hand. ?My knees buckled under me as she touched my cock and then wrapped her fingers round the shaft. Then it happened, I shot my load all over the bedspread and her hand. I felt like a complete idiot. She'd only touched me and I was done. ?You wouldn't have even got it inside at that rate,? she laughed, ?typical teenager.? She was putting me down again and it was having the same effect as before. My cock was shrivelling back to its maggot form. I was gutted. ?Oh well,? she said, ?if you can't use that, you'll have to use something else then won't you.? She wiped my sticky goo off her hand onto the bedspread and looked at me.
?On your knees, you can't do much from up there.? She pulled her skirt higher, opened her legs and sat on the side of the bed. Now I could see all the way up to her knickers. They weren't the fancy sort the women in my magazines wore, just plain white cotton ones with a little flowery pattern on them but it was the hottest thing this seventeen year old had ever seen. All that was between me and my first sight of a woman's private parts was a thin layer of cotton. I could see a bulge above the junction of her legs and knew that this was her mound, as I had seen it described in my magazines and below it under her knickers was where, if things had gone right, my cock would have been. ?Well come on then, get on with it,? she said, almost like an order. I knelt there like the complete novice that I was, I genuinely didn't know what to do.
?Oh, here,? she said impatiently, ?let me show you.? She moved her hand down to the top of knickers and pushed them down. I was as close to fainting as I've ever been. This was nothing like the women in my books, this had hair. The only pictures I'd seen had been of shaved pussies. She reached out and grabbed my hand, I think I even tried to pull it back as she guided it between her legs. She placed it on the hair covered mound and held it there. I froze, not knowing whether to move it or where she wanted me to put it. I heard Auntie Brenda sigh. ?I can see this is going to be hard work. Here,? she said,? this is where it needs to be.? With that she moved her hand off mine and, with her other hand opened the folds of skin underneath my hand. ?In there,? she said, ?that's where it needs to be.? She took hold of my hand and pulled it down further between her legs and rubbed it up and down over her pussy. I hadn't realised it would be so wet and tried to pull my hand away. It was only when I heard her start to moan that I realised that I must be doing something right. ?Oh yes, Mike, that's it,? she said, ?you're learning, but do it gently, not so hard.
I carried on rubbing my hand up and down over her pussy and her moans got louder. ?Now,? she said, ?push your finger in.? She reached down to help me and I slid my finger into her. It was the most amazing thing I had ever felt. ?Now wiggle it around inside me.? Her voice sounded different now, softer and her words were interspersed with low moans. I did as she asked, moving my finger about inside her. I was amazed at the way different parts of her felt. Some parts were wet and slippery, while another part felt rougher, still wet, but a totally different texture. When I touched this part, she gasped and I felt her get tighter around my finger. I thought I'd hurt her and pulled my finger out. ?No Mike, don't stop. Put it in again, put it back where it was.? I did as she asked and she started to moan louder and wriggle about on the bed. She was moaning and gasping so loudly now that if anyone had been in the garden they couldn't have helped hearing her. ?Oh my God Mike, you're making me come, I'm coming Mike, I'm coming.? What happened next frightened the crap out of me. I didn't know what it felt like when a woman came, how could I, until fifteen minutes ago I had never even seen a woman's cunt in the flesh so to say.
When she did come she arched her back and I felt my finger surrounded by a warm, wet liquid. I thought she's peed herself but as she had hold of my hand and her legs were clamped so tight around my wrist I couldn't take my finger out of her and she just kept squirting around it. She was bouncing up and down on the bed arching her back and yelling. ?Oh yes Mike, yes, yes, yes. Oh my God yesss.? I was actually frightened, she was making so much noise. Slowly she calmed down and her legs released their grip on my wrist, but she still held my hand in place with her own. She sat up and smiled at me. ?That was good Mike, for your first time you did well.? She moved her hand and I was able to pull my finger out of her. I looked at it with interest. I could see it glistening as I pulled it out. She reached down and took my wrist in her hand and moved it to her face and opened her mouth. Then as if she'd had second thoughts she moved it towards my mouth and ran it over my lips. It was directly under my nose and for the first time I smelt the scent of a woman's pussy. I nervously poked my tongue out and touched my finger tip. ?That's right Mike, taste what you did to me, suck your finger?Auntie Brenda's voice was softer now and I did as she asked.
I slipped my finger into my mouth and ran my tongue over it then began sucking. ?Do you like it Mike, do you like the taste?? I muttered a yes and carried on sucking. Auntie Brenda raised her hips, closed her legs and slid her knickers completely down. Now I could see her naked pussy in all its glory and my in seconds, my cock was rock hard. I genuinely thought she was going to let me fuck her and I stepped forward with my cock in my hand but she stopped me. ?What do you think you're going to do with that?? she said. The sternness returning to her voice. I tore my eyes from her pussy and looked at her face. She was glaring down at me. ?You can put that away,? she said, ?you won't be using it.? I began to stutter. ?I, I, I, thought.....? ?I know what you thought, but you can get that idea right out of your head. If I want one those I have your Uncle Clive at home.?
I was gutted, as I tucked my cock back into my jeans, I thought that at last I was going to get my end away. ?You don't know enough yet to use that,? she added, ?your education is no-where near complete.? I was foiled again, no pussy for me. Auntie Brenda reached down between her legs and, with her fingers, parted the folds of skin. I could see right up her hole now and although I wasn't going to be using my cock it was still rock hard at the sight. ?Now Mike,? she said, ?these are my pussy lips, you and your friends would probably call them my cunt lips, but I don't like coarse language, so they're my pussy lips to you. Do you like them?? The question was a no-brainer, I loved them. I had never seen anything like them. They were pink, wet, and glistening and I was captivated. She pulled them apart further. ?Do you see that little lump, Mike?? she said. I swallowed hard and managed to squeeze a weak ?yes,? out. ?Well that's my clitoris, but we'll shorten that to my clit. You'll find out that it's a very important part of any woman when you are pleasuring her.? This was like being back at school, in biology lessons, but biology lessons had never been this interesting.
She took my hand again and guided it towards her pussy again. ?Touch it Mike, touch my clit.? I reached out with my finger and gingerly placed it on the little lump and immediately pulled it back, as Auntie Brenda let out a little yelp and arched her hips. ?Don't worry Mike, that's what's supposed to happen. I told you it was an important part of a woman,? she said as she returned my hand to its position. ?Now stroke it gently and don't worry if I make noises, that just means you're doing it right.? She guided my finger back to her clit and I began to do as she had said. She was right about the noises. If she hadn't warned me I would probably have stopped right then, but I ignored her moans and continued to to rub my finger over it. Her hips were bouncing up and down on the bed and she was gasping for breath. ?Yes, yes, Mike. You're making me come again. Keep on doing that and I'll be coming soon.? I did as she asked and was amazed to see her hole expanding and contracting as her hips arched higher. ?Oh, yes, Mike, yes that's it I'm coming.? I watched, enthralled as her hole contracted until it was almost totally closed then suddenly opened and a flood of liquid flowed out of it it. This time I knew she wasn't peeing herself, I knew she was coming and I had made it happen.
You can't imagine how this made me feel. I felt like a sex god. True this was the second time I had made it happen but this time I was watching the results of my efforts. Then she took me completely by surprise. She grabbed the back of my head and pulled it down between her thighs. All at once my lips was pressed against her pussy and her juices were flowing into my mouth. ?Use your tongue like you used your finger Mike,? she moaned, ?put it into my hole.? Again I did as she asked. Who was I to argue, with my teacher. I slid my tongue inside her and started to move it around. It didn't go in as far as my finger, but I could still feel the patch of slightly rougher skin inside her and her reaction was the same, if not more intense, than when I had found it with my finger. She was literally threshing around on my bed now as my tongue explored the inside of her pussy. ?Now my clit Mike, suck my clit.? Doing as she asked, I removed my tongue from inside her and closed my lips round her clit. I swear I could feel it throbbing inside my mouth as I sucked on it. She was gasping for breath now and I was worried that I was going too far but she just kept urging me on. ?Yes Mike yes, suck it. Put your finger back into me, finger me, make me come again.?
I slipped my finger back into her and found the little spot again. She shrieked and clamped her legs together again, but this time it was my head that was trapped as well as my hand. She was grinding herself against my face, increasing the pressure on her clit, dragging my finger deeper into her. ?Oh shit Mike, here I go again, you're doing it again. I'm coming, I'm coming.? She eased the pressure on my head slightly and pushed my head down a little further. ?Suck Mike, suck, suck. I pulled my finger out of her again. My lips were now completely covering her pussy as she came and she exploded into my mouth again. I swallowed as hard as I could, I didn't have a choice, I couldn't move my head so all I could do was swallow. I was swallowing as fast as I could but there was so much in my mouth that I was beginning to drown in her juices.
I think she realised what was happening and relaxed the pressure on my head. I came up gasping for breath myself now swallowing as hard as I could. This was my first real taste of a woman and I didn't want to waste a drop. I rocked back on my heels and looked at what I had just caused. Auntie Brenda's pussy lips were no longer pink, they were red and swollen and coated with the juices I hadn't managed to swallow. The bedspread under her was soaked and I wondered how I would explain it to my Mum when she came to wash it. Auntie Brenda had calmed down now but was still breathing heavily and moaning softly. I decided to try my luck. ?Can I fuck you now Auntie Brenda?? I asked softly. She sat up and I expected the same curt response but instead, she smiled at me. ?Not yet Mike, but I think you do deserve a reward for how quickly you've learned. She patted the bed beside her. ?Lie down Mike.?
I leapt onto the bed and did as she asked and lay on my next to her. My cock was straining at the inside of my underpants and she smiled when she saw it. Her hand went to my belt and unclipped it then unfastened the top of my jeans. My cock was bursting as she lowered my zip and slid her hand inside. I was praying that I wouldn't disgrace myself by coming again. I was shuddering and gritting my teeth as I felt her stroking my hard on through my underpants and when she slid her hand under the waistband I was sure I was going to explode. Whether is was the fact that I had come not too long ago or my determination not to disgrace myself, I don't know, but somehow I managed to hold out as Auntie Brenda pulled my underpants down and my cock sprang out. I saw her smile as she wrapped her fingers around it. ?Mmm, it's not a bad one Mike. I didn't realise you would be this big.? What she didn't know, was that I had never been this big before. I was amazed myself at the size she had caused my cock to grow to. She smiled at me again. ?I know you want to fuck me Mike, but that will have to wait for another day, your Uncle Clive will be home tonight and I'm sure he'll know if there's been another cock in my pussy.
She began to slide her hand up and down my shaft, squeezing the knob each time she reached it. While her one hand was working on my cock, her other hand was unfastening the buttons on her blouse. Soon it was wide open and I could see her bra. Like her knickers it wasn't as sexy as the ones in the pictures I'd seen but she still looked as hot as hell. I could also see her nipples pressing against the inside of it. She shrugged the blouse off her shoulders and reached behind herself and unclipped the bra, allowing that to follow her blouse. My cock jerked as I caught sight of her naked tits and her hard nipples. She was still wanking my cock as she lay back down.
?Take your jeans and underpants of Mike,? she said, ?kneel over me.? I didn't get what she meant but she told me to get on top of her with my legs at either side. I did as she instructed and straddled her body then she took my cock and pulled it down between her tits then trapped it between them. ?Now Mike,? she said, ?you can tit fuck me.? I looked at her, not sure what she meant. ?Slide your cock up down between my tits,? she said. I looked down at my cock nestled in her cleavage and got her drift. I started to slide it through the soft flesh, each time forcing a drop of pre-cum from my knob. This built up on her tits and my cock felt wonderful as it slid through them.
?Faster Mike,? she said, ?do it faster.? As I was fucking her tits, Auntie Brenda was playing with her nipples. ?Tell me when you're ready to come Mike,? she said, ?just before you come tell me.? I was fucking my cock between her tits faster and faster now and I was soon ready.? ?Now,? I gasped, ?I'm coming now.? Auntie Brenda lifted her head just as my cock shot its first jet. She opened her mouth and caught it on her tongue and did the same with the next two spurts. The last couple didn't reach that far and fell between her tits. But that made it feel even better on my cock and I kept on trickling my cumm onto them until the flow stopped. I rolled off her and lay on my back beside her, my cock slowly softening. She looked down at it and smiled, then sat up and kissed my knob teasing the last drop of cum off it with her tongue. Then she got up and put her bra and knickers back an before putting her blouse on. I just lay there and watched her dressing. It was almost as sexy as watching her undress. She smiled down at me.
?When's your next rest day Mike?? Before I could answer though she added. ?Don't bank on getting much rest though.? Then she was out of the bedroom door and the next thing I heard was the back door closing. I lay there for over an hour not believing what had just happened and wondering by what she meant by her last remark.
It was three weeks before I managed to get some more time alone with Auntie Brenda again. Either my rest days fell on a weekend or we didn't have time before we would have been disturbed by either one of my younger brothers coming home from school or one of my parents returning from work. But she had whetted my appetite for sex, the only problem was, most of the girls I knew were 'good' girls. There were girls on the estate that were, as we called them in those days, 'bikes', but I wasn't in that circle, so the most I got out of the girls that I knew was a bit more of an intimate fumble. I did manage to get a feel of one of them through her knickers but when I went for the wet stuff she freaked out and threatened to tell her parents. So I was reduced, with the help of my magazines, and memories of that first time with Auntie Brenda, to fucking my fist again.
The next meeting was another first for me, and although I still didn't get to fuck her, it's well worth mentioning. I was in the garden fixing my motorbike, when I heard Auntie Brenda in her garden. There was no way we could see each other, there was a garden and a couple of hedges between us. So I washed my hands and rushed upstairs to my bedroom, from where I could see her. She was hanging washing out again and didn't notice me at first. I opened the window, making more noise than was necessary and she looked up and smiled and waved then went back indoors. I was sure she would be round soon, as it was late morning and my brothers and parents would be home for hours. I went and lay on the bed playing with my cock, getting it hard for her anticipated visit. After about half an hour I began to realise that she wasn't coming and I was to say the least disappointed. My cock was hard and my mind was running away with itself. So, after a bit of psyching myself up I decided to go round there and see what the matter was.
As I walked past the kitchen window, she was at the sink, washing up or something, she waved as I walked past the window and the door was open when I got round the back. She called for me to come in and smiled when I walked into the kitchen. As soon as I walked through the door, she looked straight at my crotch and shook her head. ?Sorry Mike,? she said, ?it's that time of the month, so no play time for us today.? I knew what she meant and knew how crabby my Mum and my girlfriends got when it was their time, so I didn't push the point. I was about to turn and leave, when she asked if I'd like a coffee. I had nothing better to do so I accepted. She made two cups and told me to go into the living room and she would be in when she had dried the pots.
I sat on the couch and looked round the room. It was identical to ours layout wise, just an ordinary working class living room, with roughly the same type of ornaments and framed pictures on the sideboard and walls. You know the type of thing, family pictures and wedding photos. There was one of Auntie Brenda and Uncle Clive on their wedding day and I went over to it and had a good look. She must have been in her early twenties and looked really pretty in the picture. I was still looking at it when she walked into the room. ?My wedding day,? she said, ?your Uncle Clive was a handsome man then.? Uncle Clive had changed since the photo, the full head of hair had gone, he was bald on top now and he'd put on quite a bit of weight. ?I was pretty too,? she added, ?I had boys knocking my door down then, not like nowadays. Now I'm just a middle aged married lady.? I looked at her and turned the charm on. ?You're still pretty Auntie Brenda,? I said and I wasn't lying. She was pretty in a mature sort of way. True the years had taken their toll and having two children had left it's mark but she still had a pretty face and a reasonable figure. She blushed a little and told me I was only being kind, or after something I couldn't have right then. Now it was my turn to blush. My cock was still giving me away, the bulge in my jeans obvious. She sat on the couch and I sat in a chair opposite and we drank our coffee and chatted about this and that. Eventually I said I would have to go as I needed to put my motorbike back together. She could see I didn't want to and my motorbike was the last thing on my mind at that moment.
?Oh yes,? she said, giving me a knowing smile, ?you'll be straight upstairs to your bedroom and get your magazines out, won't you.? I blushed again and sheepishly nodded. ?Well you know Mike, there's no need to do that for yourself. I'm much better than any magazine.? I looked at her, puzzled. ?You should know there's more way to skin a cat or relieve a hard on than one,? she laughed. She patted the seat beside her on the couch. ?Come over here, I'll see if I can help you,? she said. I was out of the chair and sitting beside her before you could blink.
?Oh yes, we do seem to have a problem,? she laughed as she patted the front of my jeans. Then she leaned into me and kissed me. I nearly choked. Of course I had kissed girls before, even French kissed them, but this was different. She knew what she was doing and soon her tongue was halfway down my throat and she had one hand on the back of my head and the other stroking my cock through my jeans. I didn't realise but that type of kissing died out after you'd been married for some time. I'd never actually seen my dad kissing my Mum, a peck on the cheek maybe, but never a full blown kiss. She was moaning into my mouth as her tongue wrestled with mine. Then I heard and felt my zip being lowered and felt her hand slide inside my jeans. Now it was my turn to start moaning as she stroked my cock through my underpants. I returned her kiss as best I could, running my tongue over hers and teasing the inside of her mouth.
She had my belt unclipped and my zip down and before I knew what was happening her hand was inside my underpants and wrapped around my naked cock. Luckily I had had a wank that morning before I got up, or I'm sure I would have shot my load early again and spoiled everything. She pulled the top of my jeans apart, then pulled the top of my underpants down and freed my cock. She looked down at it as it bobbed up and down in-front of her. I saw a smile spread across her face. ?Mmm nice,? she said softly and began to slide her hand up and down it. ?Play with my tits, Mike,? she whispered. I unbuttoned her blouse as she squeezed my cock. Being more than a little inexperienced, I was all fingers and thumbs and had trouble undoing her bra so she pushed my hand out of the way and did it for me. It wouldn't come right off due to the position we were in but I managed to push it up over her tits.
Her nipples were already hard and the dark pink skin round them, I know now it's called her areola was all wrinkled and puffed up. She was moaning softly now and gripping my cock tighter as she wanked me. ?Suck them Mike,? she moaned, ?suck my nipples please.? She took her free hand and pushed my head down and moaned louder as my lips brushed against one of her nipples. ?Oh yes, Mike, suck it.? I opened my mouth and took it in, running my tongue over it. She was moaning even louder now and her hand was moving much quicker on my cock. ?Pinch the other one, Mike,? she groaned, ?pinch it while you suck me.? I did she asked and took the other one between my thumb and forefinger. She was gripping my cock so hard now that it was actually painful and I think I cried out. ?Sorry Mike,? she mumbled into my mouth, ?but that feels so nice.? I didn't know whether she meant my cock or me playing with her nipples, but either way I wasn't complaining.
She relaxed her grip on my cock and kept up the kissing. I could feel that my knob was leaking, it felt all slippery and wet in her hand. Suddenly she arched her back. I recognised the signs immediately. ?Are you coming Auntie Brenda,? I asked, pleased that if she was I had done it again and without even touching her pussy.? ?Yes I am Mike,? she moaned and for Christ's sake drop the Auntie thing will you, just call me Brenda.? I was chuffed, apart from the men I worked with, I had never called anyone of that age by their first name, without some sort of prefix, Mr, Mrs, Auntie, or Uncle or some other respectful term, and certainly not a woman. She tore her mouth from mine, threw her head back onto the back of the couch and started to roll it from side to side.? ?Oh my God Mike,? this feels wonderful. I'm coming, I'm coming.? Her body gave an almighty shudder and she let out a strangled shriek as she came hard, then collapsed back into the couch.
She sat there, breathing heavily, her head still back on the couch. ?Mike I had forgotten just how good it felt to come when I was on my period, thank you for reminding me.?
I didn't know what to say, I didn't even know a woman could come while she was on her period. But then again, Auntie Brenda taught me a lot of things I didn't know. She brought her head forward and kissed me again. ?The girl who hooks you Mike is going to be one lucky girl,? she said smiling. ?I think you deserve a special reward for what you've just done for me.? I wasn't sure just what she meant, but I hoped it was going to be what I thought it was. And it was!
She suddenly lowered her head into my lap and I closed my yes. It seemed like an eternity before I felt something warm and wet tickling the tip of my knob and I opened my eyes. Auntie Brenda was licking the pre-cum of the tip of my cock and running her thumb up my shaft, forcing even more out of it. She looked up at me, smiled and ran her tongue over her lips. ?Mmm, nice,? she whispered and lowered her head again. This time though it wasn't just her tongue I felt, She closed her lips around my knob and sucked hard. I could feel the suction on it and when she again began to move her tongue over it, I almost passed out. She tipped her head again, bending my cock to one side and smiled at me with her eyes. Then she started bobbing her head up and down on my shaft, taking my whole length into her mouth, then sliding back up it, till just my knob was between her lips. She raised her head for a second and smiled at me. ?Nice,? she asked. I couldn't answer her, I couldn't have strung two words together at that moment if I had tried. All I could manage was a low moan of approval.
She returned her lips to my knob and continued to bob her head up and down. She was taking all I'd got. I could feel her chin on my pubic hair and her hair brushing my stomach. I had found out where and what heaven was. I could feel my knob nudging against the roof of her mouth each time she went down on me and her tongue washing over my knob when she reached the top of her stroke. My eyes were rolling in my head, roving around the room. They fell on their wedding photo and, for a moment I felt a little uncomfortable at the thought of Auntie Brenda sucking my cock while her wedding photo was so close to us. Uncle Clive's eyes seemed to be watching us but the feeling of guilt was swept away by the thrill of the feeling of her lips around my cock while a picture of Uncle Clive was so close.
I felt my balls began to tighten and knew I was on the verge of coming but didn't know whether to tell her or not. The gentleman in me got the better of me though and I yelled out that I was about to shot my load. I expected her to pull her mouth off my cock, but she didn't. All she did was tip her head to one side again and smile up at me. It was then I realised that I could come in her mouth and prepared for the inevitable. My balls were at bursting point but Auntie Brenda was an experienced older lady and she knew how to stem my flow. She pressed her thumb on the underside of my cock, blocking off my load, causing the pressure in my balls to increase. At the same time she sucked harder on my knob adding to the pressure.
When she did finally move her thumb I exploded so hard into her mouth, that I swear I could see my cum splashing against the inside of her cheeks. I had never come so hard in my life. My cock just kept pumping jet after jet into her mouth and Auntie Brenda swallowed every drop. I could see her throat moving as she gulped my cumm down. After what seemed a lifetime of my cock spurting into her, my climax faded and my cock began to soften. She slid her thumb up my shaft and sucked hard on my knob, milking every last drop out of me then sat back up again and licked her lips. She smiled at me again and I could see a faint sheen of my cum on her lips. ?I'm sorry you didn't get to fuck me Mike,? she said, ?but periods are just one of the curses of being a woman. Never mind though maybe next time.? With that she tucked my cock back into my underpants and zipped up my jeans. ?You'd better make a move now, you've got your motorbike to do and Clive will be home soon.? The dropping of the Uncle bit didn't go unnoticed by me and I smiled inside. At last someone was treating me like an adult. We both stood up and I followed her into the kitchen, kissed her lightly on the lips and went back working on my motorbike.
The next day in work I checked my rest days for the next two or three weeks and was chuffed when I found that I was off a week the following Thursday. I knew this would give Brenda time to get over her period. I nipped round to their house on the way home and gave her the good news and she seemed genuinely pleased and I went home floating on cloud nine. The intervening ten days were torture, I had a permanent hard on and surprisingly I managed to leave it alone until the Thursday morning before I got up, when I really went to town and wanked myself stupid, completely emptying my balls of every drop of cumm in me. I wanted to make sure I lasted for her this time.
We'd arranged that I should go round to her place around ten in the morning, that would give us plenty of time as neither Clive or any of my family would be home before four thirty. As soon as I got up and took a bath, not something I normally did on a midweek morning. I literally drowned myself in 'Old Spice' and put on the new boxer shorts I'd bought especially for the occasion. I was really pulling out all the stops for what I hoped was going to be my first fuck.
I looked in the mirror to check the effect. Even though my cock was only half hard, the tightness of my boxers showed it off to perfection. I adjusted it so it pointed straight up my stomach then put on a pair of skin tight, ice blue jeans and my snakeskin effect silk shirt and slicked my hair back. I checked in the mirror again. I thought I looked the dogs bollocks and hoped that Auntie Brenda would think the same. As I walked pup to the path, I heard a tap on the bedroom window and, looking up I saw her peeping through the curtains. She waved and smiled down at me. I walked round the back of the house and found the back door open. I knocked and walked in. As I did I heard her call out. ?I'm upstairs Mike, come on up.? I knew that the bedroom she had waved from must be her and Clive's room as it was the front one and the largest. The same as the one my Mum and Dad used. I took the stairs three at a time and stood for a moment at the top of the stairs. The bathroom door was open and it smelt wonderful, all perfumey and girly. I guessed that she'd done the same as I had and taken a bath and made as much effort to look and smell her best.
?In the bedroom, Mike,?she called again. This time she didn't need to tell me to come in and when I walked in through the door she was waiting for me and kissed me really hard. She was groping for my cock as she pressed herself against me, she was like a wild animal. She hadn't even bothered getting dressed, and was wearing just her bra and panties with stockings and suspenders. She saw the look on my face and smiled. ?Do you like it Mike? I put it on especially for you.? It was as a stupid question as far as I was concerned.
As she kissed me and rubbed her hand over my denim covered cock and groaned softly. Her breathing was getting really heavy and she seemed to be as turned on as I was. Her hand moved off my cock and, taking hold of the bottom of my tee shirt she pulled it off over my head then pulled me close again. Now I could feel her bra covered tits pressing against my naked chest and as she rubbed them against me, her hand went back between us and I felt her undoing my zip then felt it slide inside. I helped her by un-clipping the top of my jeans and pushing them down my legs and stepping out of them. Before I knew what was happening, she'd pushed me back onto the bed and was literally tearing my boxers off me. I tried to stop her, this was going to fast for me but she looked down at me. ?Mike,? she said, ?I want this but it seems wrong, I've never cheated on Clive and if I stop and think about it, I know I'll change my mind so just lie back and enjoy it.?
I was harder than I'd ever been and I groaned as I felt her fingers wrap around my shaft. There was no way I wanted her to stop, so did as she'd said and just lay back and let her have her way with me. ?Does this feel good Mike?? she whispered as she continued to stroke her hand up and down my cock. All I could do was moan and nod as she continued to wank me. She reached behind her back and unclipped her bra, her areola were swollen and wrinkled and her nipples were like bullets, betraying just how aroused she was. ?Oh fuck yes, Brenda,? I groaned. I sat hypnotised by her near nakedness, her stockings and panties just heightening my desire for her. She looked magnificent. My eyes were drawn to the junction of her stocking clad thighs. Her tight fitting panties did nothing to hide the swell of her pussy lips and wisps the of blonde pubic that peeked from under the black lace.
She leant over me, her tits brushing against my chest and kissed me again, this time with even more passion. The kiss became more frantic as she crushed her body against me. My cock was painfully hard as it pressed against her and she moved her hips, rubbing it with the lace of her suspender belt and panties. I groaned as she reached between us and again took my cock in her hand, squeezing my knob. ?Oh fuck,? I hissed through gritted teeth as she stroked up and down my shaft and rubbed her tits against me. I couldn't believe the sensations that were filling my body with and once again I disgraced myself. My cock twitched and I knew it was too late to do anything about it. My cumm rushed up my shaft and spurted up between us, spurting all over her suspender belt and panties. ?Oh shit, I'm sorry Brenda,? I was almost sobbing the words. Whether it was the intensity of my eruption or the shame of coming too early again I wasn't sure but I felt sick about it. ?That's all right Mike but I hope you've got something left for when I feel that gorgeous cock inside me.?
She hooked her fingers into the top of her suspender belt and pulled it down over her hips complete with her panties. Soon she was as naked as I was. She looked my cock and smiled. ?Oh yes Mike,? she said, ?that's what I want and I think you know where I wan it. Fuck me Mike. Fuck me.? She lay back on the bed, spreading her legs. ?Now Mike, he said, ?give it to me now.? I climbed onto the bed and knelt between her thighs. As I knelt there, she reached down and wrapped her fingers around my cock and guided my knob towards her opening. My time had come. I paused, felling the heat from her, then with one thrust, I was inside her. I was finally inside a woman and felt her clench around me as I slid deeper into her. ?Oh yes,? she hissed, that's it Mike fuck me, fuck me hard.?
I did as she asked and pulled my cock out of her until it was just nestled in the folds of her cunt lips then slammed back into her. Brenda was going berserk, pulling wildly at the sheets as we fucked. It didn't take long until she started to have her orgasm. ?Oh fuck Mike, I'm coming, I'm bloody coming. Come now, come with me.? I felt her insides twitch around my cock as I pumped my own cumm deep inside her. Her eyes opened wide as she felt my cock pulsing inside her. ?Oh yes Mike, I can feel it, I can feel you coming.? She let out a long drawn out groan as her orgasm slowly died and the flow of cumm from my cock began to lessen. I pulled out of her and looked down at my shaft, shining with the mixture of our juices. I looked down at the same mixture oozed from her cunt.
My cock was still hard and the sight of Brenda lying there, her face flushed and her breasts heaving only made me want more of her. ?Christ, Mike,? she said when she saw my still fully erect cock, ?you're still hard. Oh the joys of youth? I grinned at her down at her. ?Yes,? I said, stroking my hand up and down my cumm coated cock, ?Do want some more?? Brenda just groaned, sat up and rolled over onto her stomach, supporting herself on her elbows and knees. ?From behind Mike, fuck me from behind.? The sight of her cunt with my cumm dripping from it was all the invitation I needed and I moved in behind her and pushed my knob between her sticky lips. She groaned loudly as I took hold of her hips and pulled her back onto me, driving my cock into her as hard and deep as I could. Her cunt felt different this time, even softer and wetter, and I could feel her muscles squeezing my cock as I fucked her. She was pushing back against me, her ass cheeks shaking as my hips slapped against them.
I reached under her and grabbed a tit in each hand, using them to pull her even harder onto my cock. The speed of my fucking increased as I pinched and tugged at her nipples. ?Oh yes Mike, fuck me, squeeze my tits and fuck me hard.? I was gaining more confidence by the second and bent lower and whispered in her ear. ?You like that, don't you, Brenda?? I taunted, ?you like my hard young cock in your cunt don't you?? ?Oh fuck yes Mike, yes! I love it!' she cried, pushing back against me even harder until I couldn't hold back any longer. I gripped her hips tighter and drove my cock as deep into her as I could manage. My cumm jetted out of me again just as she came again. She collapsed forwards with me lying on top of her and my cock still buried inside her. We lay there for several minutes until we'd both recovered then she pushed me off her and rolled onto her side.
I could see that there was a hint of guilt in her eyes as she looked at me. ?No-one must ever know about this Mike,? she said, ?you mustn't tell. Promise me you won't tell anyone.? I kissed her gently on the lips and smiled at her. ?I won't Brenda,? I said, ?it's our little secret.? She smiled back at me then looked down at my rapidly wilting cock. ?How was it Mike?? she asked. ?How was your first time?? ?Fantastic Brenda,? I replied, ?absolutely fantastic.? What else could I say, I'd finally lost my virginity and lost it to a woman more than twice my age.
My next episode with Brenda came unexpectedly just over a week later. It was Saturday afternoon. My dad had taken my brothers to Molineux to watch the match, my Mum had gone to town shopping and I'd just finished mowing the back lawn and was working on my motorbike. It was a warm afternoon so I'd taken my tee shirt off, mowing the lawn had made me sweat. As I worked on the bike, I heard the back gate open and looked over my shoulder to find Brenda standing there smiling. ?Is your Mum in Mike?? she asked. I told her she wasn't and that neither were my Dad or my brothers and I saw her smile broaden. ?All alone then?? she said, ?Clive's gone fishing so I'm free all afternoon if you're interested.? There was no mistaking what she meant and my cock started to stiffen in my jeans. I could see where her eyes were focussed and my erection grew even more. ?Why don't you come in?? I said, ?I need a bath but I won't be long.? Like I said, I was sweaty from mowing the lawn and greasy from working on the bike.
I left Brenda making coffee while I went up to the bathroom and ran the bath. Of course, by now my cock was fully erect in anticipation of what was waiting for it once I'd bathed and it bobbed up and down as I climbed into the bath. I'd just settled down in the hot soapy water, when the bathroom door swung open. ?Do you need a hand?? Brenda said, standing in the open doorway. Before I could answer, Brenda had stripped off and was standing at the side of the bath. From my seated position, my eyes were just about level with the top of her thighs and between them I could see her pink, wet cunt lips and my cock twitched visibly. ?Mmm, it looks like you need a hand with that,? she laughed, as she stepped into the bath. The sight I got at that moment has stayed with me for the rest of my life. As she lifted her leg, her cunt lips parted and I could see right into her fuck hole which was already glistening with her juices and just above it, her clit was hard and shiny.
She settled down between my legs, with her legs over mine and her feet either side of me. She reached out and took hold of my cock, and as if using it as a handle, slid closer to me, until my knob was brushing her cunt lips. Her eyes closed and then shuffled forwards until the tip of my cock was inside her and began fucking me with slow, deliberate movements of her hips. I was just sitting there as she slid up and down my length, lost in the feeling of the hot soapy bath water and her wet, creamy cunt on my cock. She must have been really turned on, because seconds later, her body stiffened and she cried out. ?Oh fuck yes Mike, yes, yes. I'm coming. Oh God I'm coming.? With that I felt my cock bathed in liquid that was even hotter than the bath as she came.
She fucked me for around two minutes then leant over, her cheek on the side of the bath, smiling at me. ?Oh Jesus Mike, I needed that,? she giggled, ?now why don't we get dried off and go to your bedroom. You'd like to fuck me in your own bed wouldn't you Mike?? Well what could I say, that was how all this started over a month earlier. We quickly dried off and I led her, still naked into my bedroom and no sooner had the door closed than Brenda grabbed me and began kissing me. As she did, I ran my hands all over her body, squeezing her tits and stroking her ass cheeks as my cock grew harder and harder. Finally, I broke the kiss and pushed her down onto the bed and stood over her lewdly stroking my cock. As if to distract me, Brenda opened her legs and started fingering her cunt and smiled up at me. ?Eat it again Mike, eat my cunt.? Hearing her using language like that really tipped me over the edge and I dropped to my knees between her legs and literally attacked her cunt and using my new found skills on her fuck hole and clit, brought her to another massive orgasm.
While she was still under the influence of that orgasm, she started fingering herself again and smiled up at me and patted the bed beside her. Of course, I was lying beside her before you could at an eyelid, but was surprised when she turned away from me and pushed her ass against my rampant cock. ?From the back again?? I asked, thinking she wanted me to fuck her from behind again. She didn't say anything, just reached down and took hold of my cock and guided it between her legs. ?Not yet Mike,? she said, ?just slide it up and down between my cunt lips.? I did as she asked and started moving my hips, sliding my length backwards and forwards. The feeling of her wetness on my shaft felt amazing and Brenda was crying out as her hand pressed my cock against clit as it slid backwards and forwards over it.
I knew I wasn't going to last long so I reached around her and pushed her hand away then pulled her hips back towards me and slid into her. She gasped as I fed more and more of my iron hard cock into her welcoming cunt. Once I was as far into her as I could get, I paused for a moment then began to slide in and out, fucking her in slow, deep movements. I kissed the back of her neck and she sighed softly. ?Oh yes Mike, that's nice. Slowly Mike, Fuck me slowly.? I was more than happy to comply and slid in and out of her hot wet cunt with long deep thrusts.
I was savouring the sensations her cunt was creating on my cock when she suddenly pulled away from me and wrapped her fist around my shaft and altered her position then pushed back again. I felt the tip of my knob nudging against her hole again but it was a couple seconds before I realised that it wasn't her cunt I was nudging, but her ass hole. Obviously I'd read about anal sex in my magazines but never expected Brenda to want anything like that and I froze for a moment. ?You want it there Brenda?? I asked, ?you want me to fuck you there?? I couldn't believe that was what she wanted but, without turning, she just pushed back against me. ?Yes Mike, yes. I want you to fuck my ass. Clive won't do it, he says it's dirty but I like it Mike. I like it.? This was something I hadn't expected but again was more than happy to oblige and slowly eased forwards into her.
If the sensations her cunt had caused on my cock had put me on cloud nine, the feeling of her tight ass hole around it had me on cloud ninety nine, it was amazing. It was so tight that I could feel the pressure on every vein on my cock as I slid in and out of her. ?Yes Mike, yes,? she groaned, ?Oh yes that's it.? I started to slowly work myself in and out of her, I couldn't believe that the thickness of my cock wasn't hurting her but Brenda seemed to be really enjoying it and was moving her hips in time with mine. Then she added even more pleasure to my first experience of anal sex, by sliding her fingers into her cunt again. I could feel them moving through the thin membrane that divided her two holes and had to pull back to stop myself from coming there and then.
?No Mike, don't stop. Keep going,? she moaned. ?Keep going.? I had no option, as she pushed her hips back and took my full length back into her then started fucking me with her ass hole. Less than forty five minutes had passed since she'd walked through the back gate and in that short time, I'd filled her cunt with my cock and now was doing the same to her ass hole. Needless to say, that was it for me and I felt my cumm rushing up my shaft then felt it erupt into the tight confines of her back passage. God knows how much cumm I pumped into her but I seemed to be coming for ever and that, combined with her own fingering of her cunt brought Brenda to yet another huge orgasm.
After what seemed a lifetime, my outpouring slowed but my cock still stayed hard inside her and Brenda continued to ride it until she had another, less intense orgasm. Eventually though that faded and she pulled away from me and turned towards me. ?Thank you Mike,? she said, ?that was amazing. An old boyfriend of mine used to do that and I've missed it since I married Clive. Did you like it?? I smiled at her. ?Yes Brenda,? I said, ?I did and my cock is here whenever and wherever you want it.?
Brenda and I played and fucked whenever my shifts allowed for the next six months, then my parents bought a shop on the other side of town and we moved to a flat above it. We could have carried on but I was getting plenty of sex now thanks to her tuition so things just died down between us. We did have one other fantastic session about a year later and that was at my instigation. I had been on night shift and was going home on my motorbike and was passing through the estate where we used to live, when I happened to see Brenda coming out of the newsagents. I pulled up beside her. She was surprised to see me and smiled and kissed the side of my crash helmet, laughing as she did. I got off the bike and we stood chatting.
I'd changed my bike and now had a 350 Triumph Tiger, much bigger than the old 125 Triumph Terrier I'd had when we lived in the same street. ?Oooh, I like that Mike,? she said. ?Is it fast?? ?Do you wanna find out?? I asked, not expecting the reply I got. ?Oh I'd love to but I haven't got a helmet.? I got off the bike and opened the back box where I always carried a spare. ?No problem,? I said, thinking that if I called her bluff, she's back down. But to my surprise she took the helmet off me and put it on and climbed onto the pillion seat.
?This should be fun,? she laughed, ?I haven't had anything that really throbbed between my legs since you left.? There was nothing subtle about her as she blatantly stared at my crotch. I told her to tuck her skirt under herself as we didn't want to distract other drivers on the road. I had spotted that she was wearing stockings as she had swung her leg over the bike. We took off down the main Stafford road and out into the country, cutting back through the back lanes to get home. While we were on the main road, she had her arms around my waist and I could feel her tits pressing against my back. As soon as we hit the back lanes, her arms slipped down from my waist and her hands were in my lap, resting on my, by now rock solid cock. I knew if she carried in like this we were going to wreck so I was racking my brains for somewhere to pull over.
I suddenly remembered an old derelict mansion about half a mile up a dirt track just down the lane. I turned off the lane and we bumped our way to the mansion. The bumpy track made her hands judder in my lap and my cock was almost bursting out of my jeans by the time we stopped. ?And why have we stopped here, Mike,? she said as I lifted her off the bike. I could see by the look on her face that she knew exactly why we'd stopped. ?Because Brenda, you've been winding me up since we left the main road and now I'm going to give you the fucking you've been asking for.? ?And where do you think you're going to do that,? she said, pointing at the ground. It'd been raining on and off for the last couple of days and there was no way I could fuck her there on the wet, muddy grass and I knew the old house had no roof, so that would be just as bad, but I had a plan.
I took off my leather jacket, rolled it up and placed it on the handlebars of the bike. Then I lifted her skirt up and grabbed her knickers and sat her side saddle on the bike and pulled them over her feet. I lifted her up again and sat her astride the saddle, facing the back wheel. I saw a look of realization cross her face as I stood back and unzipped my fly. My cock sprang out hard and thick. ?Remember this Brenda,? I said, smirking. She smiled and reached out with her hand. ?How could I forget it,? she said as she stroked her fingers up and down my length, ?and I've really missed it.? I moved closer to her and pulled her head down towards me. Her mouth opened and she slid her lips over my knob and I began face fucking her. She was moaning loudly as I slid my cock in and out between her lips. ?Oh fuck Brenda,? I groaned, ?I've missed this too. Suck it, suck me off.? She didn't any encouragement and was soon sliding her lips up and down my length.
While my cock was buried in her mouth she was fingering herself. I was glad about this, because she was going to be good and wet when I fucked her. Her hand was a blur as her fingers flashed in and out of her cunt. She pulled her mouth of my cock and moaned. ?Fuck me Mike, Oh fuck me. I've missed your cock so much.? I swung my leg over the bike and aimed my knob at her wet hole. She guided it between her pussy lips and I slipped my cock into her. I was supporting the bike with my legs so I wasn't able to fuck her as hard as I would have liked to, so had to take it slowly. I think Brenda preferred it this way though as she began to rock her hips in rhythm with me. Pushing towards me as I slid into her. ?Oh shit Mike,? she moaned I've really missed this. Fuck me, fuck me.? I managed to speed up and soon she was moaning and screaming as my cock drove in and out of her. I was glad we were a long way from the main road, because her screams would certainly have been a distraction to anyone driving by.
She was arching her back towards me, pulling around my waist, dragging more of my cock into her. I had learned since the last time I had seen her how to control myself and held back until I felt her orgasm building inside her. ?Are you ready Brenda, are you ready to come?? She pulled me down and kissed me hard. ?Yes Mike, yes I'm coming. Come Mike, come. I want to feel you come in my cunt again. I've missed it so much and I want to feel it again.? As she flooded her own juices around my cock I exploded inside her. Anyone walking through the woods at that moment would have thought there was a wild animal loose, as she began screaming her head off. We locked together as her orgasm subsided and my cock stopped pumping into her.
When it finally softened and slipped out of her, I swung my leg back over the bike and stood looking at her. Her pussy was leaking all over the seat where I was going to have to sit and I had to clean it off with wet grass. It would be hard to explain how I had got cumm stains on the ass of my jeans. I helped Brenda off the bike and she tidied herself up. One thing she didn't get was her knickers, Those I kept as a souvenir of the last time I fucked her. The stain she left on the pillion seat stayed there for months after that and I always rode with a hard on remembering how it got there until it finally faded. That was the last time I saw Brenda but my gratitude to her will never fade. She made a na?ve teenager into a man and I will never forget her.