Another true tale from my youth.
I am lucky enough to have an uncle, my mother's brother Bob, who is only ten years older than me. We grew up more as brothers than uncles and nephews, and we had a great relationship.
When I was in my early twenties, my uncle, Bob, divorced his first wife after only about five years of marriage. He soon met somebody named Sam, who was only five years my senior, incredibly sexy, and stunning. I was still living in the family home at the time and saw a great deal of both Bob and Sam.
Bob and I went to football every weekend while our team played at home. We always drank a lot and almost always came home very drunk. When we went to football, Sam spent the day shopping and doing girlie stuff with my mother. After football, Sam and Bob always argued due to his drunken state and always ended up staying the night in the spare room at the family home.
Sam always likes to dress really nice and always looks very sexy. Sam has great legs and always wears short skirts to show them off. She also regularly wears sexy silk stockings and very high heels. I regularly got caught trying to look up her skirt and checking out her stocking tops.
As I got to know Sam better, she began to flirt with me, especially when Bob was drunk. She hoped he wouldn't notice, and I am sure he didn't. I noticed over time that her skirts became shorter and her tops became tighter and lower to show off her impressive pair of tits. Being just out of my teens and sexually inexperienced, I could not help but stare at the sexiest woman on the planet, or that's what I thought at the time.
Sam teased me week in and week out, watching for my reaction. I always ended up red-faced with an erection, which I found hard to hide. One night after football, Bob and I arrived home. Bob was very drunk, and I was not so. I knew I had to play the following morning, so I kept my drinking to a minimum. My parents were away on their holidays that weekend, so Sam stayed in and prepared us a meal.
Bob was so drunk that he hardly ate a thing before crashing out on the sofa. Once again, he and Sam had argued due to his state, and she stormed off to the spare room. I watched a bit of TV before heading off to my room, leaving Bob passed out on the sofa. I went to the bathroom, where I showered, and walked back to my room naked. I was in my own home, and everyone was sleeping.
When I entered my room, lying on my bed was the oh-so-sexy Sam. She was wearing just very sexy black lingerie, fishnet stockings, and very high heels. My cock was already hard from just thinking about Sam and how hot she looked earlier; this changed into a full erection at the sight of her. I tried to cover my erection with my hands, but it was too late. Sam had already seen me, and I am very proud of my big, thick cock.
Sam beckoned me over to the bed and told me to sit down beside her. I was the obedient servant and did as requested. As I sat down beside her, Sam reached out and took my cock in her hands.
"Wow, you are a big boy!" Sam said.
I was nervous and excited at the same time. I just nodded as she continued to rub her hands up and down my cock. While Sam was playing with my cock, I helped her out of her bra and released her large D-cup breasts. Her tits were very firm, with huge nipples that looked as big as saucers and were very dark. Her nipples were at least half an inch long, if not longer, and as hard as bullets.
I was fearless. I stooped my head and took her right breast in my mouth. Sam moaned with pleasure right away. It was clear her tits were sensitive. I did the same for the left one before we kissed for the first time. Sam never let go of my cock, continuing to masturbate my erection.
We kissed for what seemed forever. Then Sam said, "Have you ever had a blowjob before?"
I said, "Yes, I have, not many, but I want one from you if that's what you are offering."
Sam removed her tiny pants and lowered her mouth onto my erect cock. At the same time, she pushed her shaven, wet pussy into my face and said, "Kiss me and make me come."
I buried my face in her pussy; it was clear I was doing a good job from her moans and the way she was forcing her pussy deeper and deeper into my mouth. Sam was coating my face in her sticky juices as I started to get that feeling in my balls that my load was about to arrive. Sam knew what was coming and increased the speed of her strokes and the depth with which she was taking me in her mouth. I could do to stop it, and I filled her mouth with stream after stream of my hot semen. Sam just stayed attached to my cock until she had sucked me dry and my erection had started to subside.
We both came up for air; we laughed at the situation and gave each other a huge hug. We kissed deeply, and for the first time, I tasted my semen in a partner's mouth. Sam grabbed her gown and went downstairs to check on Bob before returning. Sam confirmed that Bob was out for the night and rejoined me in bed. We cuddled and talked for hours about how she had planned this seduction for months.
Now she wanted me inside her, as she said, "I have never had a cock that big in my pussycat before."
I duly obliged, and we made love for ages. Alternating positions until I filled her pussycat up from behind doggie style, I tried to push my cock into her arse, but this was refused on this occasion. In the early hours of the morning, after another impressive blowjob, Sam returned to the spare room.
In the morning, we found Bob still sleeping off his hangover on the sofa; he remained there most of the day with a sore head. He was still nursing his head when I returned from playing football. I had to take a shower, and I was joined by Sam. I had forgotten to lock the door. She locked the door after her and stripped off.
Sam assured me Bob was still sleeping. We washed each other's bodies, and Sam dropped to her knees and gave me another wonderful blowjob, swallowing every drop again. Afterward, she ran off quickly, so we didn't get caught.
A few weeks passed, and I didn’t hear from Sam. Although I had called her, Bob always answered, so I had to talk football. Then my mother asked me to call Sam, as she needed to talk to me about an upcoming football match. That night our team had a midweek game, and Bob and I had arranged to go.