1. Deflowered at 17...Part 1 (ENGLISH VERSION)


    Date: 8/26/2015, Categories: Fetish, First Time, Shemales, Author: AngelicaTrav, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    legs saying &#034you are amazing, do you like to wear them?&#034 And me: &#034...... yes .......&#034 He: “will you wear them every time for me? I'd be so happy&#034 Me again: &#034.... yes ......&#034. Then he began to lick all legs, from the feet to the thighs. I felt at the bottom of my beloved uncle’s thoughts…After all this was amusing me, I’ve always been narcissistic and I felt loved and adored. He seemed satisfied with this, also in the following 2 days, and the thing begun to become almost automatic: he made me sign with his hand as to say &#034go down&#034 and I went down in the cabin. lying, stockings and cigarette and then he kissing and licking. Actually once I heard him whispering “slut” as he was kissing my legs, but I did not pay much attention. I had already noticed that licking stockings he touched himself often between his legs, and one of the following afternoons he stood up suddenly, and in a sort of rapture, he lowered his pants, and before I could recover from the surprise he took my head, put his cock in his mouth and unloaded all his cum inside, moaning. I was paralyzed, still there with my mouth full of cum. He understood that I was shocked, he went back cherishing my legs and said ”swallow it, you’ll adore it”. ... I swallowed, feeling it neither good nor bad. He looked happy: &#034you are a wonderful nephew, not even you parents know how wonderful you’re”. That “not even you parents know…” sounded strange to me and I become very much afraid that ...
    he might have told something of what we were doing in the boat to them. A stupid and pointless fear I think now, he had even more interest than me to keep all this secret, he had f****y himself….but I was 17…. There, at that point, I did the wrong thing (as a boy from a good f****y) or the right thing (if viewed with my current eyes ... Angelica’s ones): 2 days later he called my mother asking her to tell me to join him at the pier to go fishing, I had the opportunity to find an excuse and say no but .... I took my bike and..I went. Apparently, this was the &#034surrender&#034 he was waiting for. I wasn’t waiting anymore for any sign from him: as soon as I got on the boat, I went at once down in the cabin while he was sailing out of the port, and at once stockings on, cigarette lying down smoking and waiting for him. I still didn’t know, but I was becaming his slut. That “second time” (I mean after having cum in my mouth the previous day) he came down and said &#034sit down on the bed&#034 (actually a boat couch); he took off his pants, climbed on the bed with his feet, took my head in his hands and began to do up and down in my mouth saying things which were a mixture of nasty and affectionate: “what a mouth that you honey” …”You know how much uncle loves you&#034 etc ... then a little later,:”I am coming now, you promise me to drink it all? You know you’ll make me happy.&#034 I nodded with my head and a few seconds later he began moaning and I felt all his cum spreading deep ...