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My uncle continued to be my only lover for quite awhile. We were getting very intimate and I was getting very good at oral sex and very comfortable with kissing and full body contact. When I would stay with him we were sharing a bed. It took awhile before we had our first anal sex as I admit that both excited and scared me. We did have one aborted attempted where I had stop because it hurt. He didn't push the matter but there came a moment when I wanted it so bad. I loved him and loved being with him yet I felt something was not complete. One evening we started kissing and jerking each… Read more

My earliest memories of masturbation were in my room, listening in to my mom down the hall. She was quite vocal and depending on the men she brought home and how much alcohol she had determined how vocal. I had started sneaking her panties out of the clothes hamper and sometimes wore them, sometimes used them to stroke my young eager cock. Closing my eyes I can still hear the creaking of the bed from her room, her moan, starting out soft and quiet and building in intensity. Hearing the a****l like groans and grunts of the guy fucking her, getting faster, the bed creaking and banging up aga… Read more

Growing up as we did in a small trailer it was hard to keep alot of things private, and with a sexually active single mother at the other end of the trailer I got quite the early education. I'd remember laying in bed when she'd come home from a date or when she'd get a male visitor late at night. It would usually start out quiet, an attempt to be discrete but that would only last so long. You'd hear the bed start banging, low a****l grunts of her male lover starting to get louder, but then I'd hear those noises that really get me excited, her voice, moaning, calling out, groaning as her s… Read more