A Story Written By Kayemjay…
happened on a very wonderful Saturday. Every one was busy preparing for the wedding of the month. My dad’s youngest sibling was getting married. My dad was busy with his cuff links, My mum was in the bathroom, my younger sister was struggling with her shoes. I was uninterested. I had ‘formed’ headache and stomach pains that morning. I was not a fan of weddings. And I just got some bad ‘po.rno’ video cassettes from my classmates and could not wait for everyone to leave.
Just then, Aunty Jummy entered the house. She was looking so simple. She had a loose fitting top and i could see the outlines of her nip.pl3s. I went gaga. She greeted everyone and asked what the occasion was. She wondered why I was not going. I replied that I was not feeling too well. She made her self comfortable on the 3 seater sofa and was watching AIT. I stood up and went into my room. I came out, peeping between the curtains watching her every move. My eyes could not get off the nippl3. Gosh. 5 minutes later everyone was set and they went out of the house. As soon as I heard the sound of my dad’s car driving away, I felt relieved. I suddenly remembered that Aunty Jummy was in the ‘parlour’. I came out of my room dejectedly and sat on one of the single chairs. She saw the way I was looking and motioned me to come sit near her. She was lying down on the long settee, so I sat down on the rug resting my back against the chair.
She stroked my hair and told me I would be okay. After five minutes I opened my zipper and began to touch my d1ck. I pretended as if I was looking at something on it. If she saw it she did not say a word. I looked at her from the corner of my eye and saw that she was looking at me. And at that age I had a big d1ck. I continued to stroke my d1ck, making it hard and strong. I looked at her again. She was sleeping. I was a bit disappointed.
So I went into the bathroom to touch myself. I tried and tried but I could not c.ome. I decided to go back to the sitting room.
When I got there she was sleeping, her back turned to me. I saw her big ars.e and I suddenly fely like going in on her. I moved closer. Her left hand was on the rug. It formed an ‘O’ on the ground. I watched her heaving slowly. My heart was beating at a tremendous pace. I suddenly had an idea.
I bent close to where her hand formed the ‘o’ shape,and I slowly inserted my limp d1ck. It grew harder and suddenly filled up her hand. I was scared. My heart beat faster. I didn’t know what her reaction would be. I positioned myself in a sleeping posture so that if she suddenly felt my hard d1ck and woke up, she would think I was sleeping and that it had entered mistakenly.
To Be Continued…