I was born on 01.01.1944, the mother died, just let me out into the light. As I was brought up, I do not know. Up to 6 years, I have not seen her father. He served as an agent of the company "Shikner" and shakes all over the world, rarely appeared at home, and even then often at night when I was already asleep. One day he woke up this morning, I saw a
man beside the bed. He patted me on the cheek and left. Since then he has always been home. We moved to another apartment. Father found a new nanny, Frau Elkay, raised me from infancy, somewhere posted. The new nurse was a young, beautiful and cheerful. Going to lunch, my father slapped her lush
ass and squeezed her
breasts. The nurse laughed. After breakfast, my father went to work. Nurse, her name was Catherine, cleaned the rooms and I went for a walk on the street. I grew up alone and was unable to make friends with the guys. Friends I had.
Catherine loved to swim in the bathtub. Every day she bathed, and each time was dragging me along. We undressed, lay in warm water for a long time lay silent and motionless as corpses. Sometimes Catherine take me to wash with a sponge rubbed my belly, as if accidentally rubbed his hand between her legs. At first I was not paying attention to it, but gradually got used to and found this fun. Soon I began to ask myself Kathryn rubbed my
pussy while widely moved apart feet so that her hand could move freely.
Soon we are so accustomed to each other, that Catherine has stopped me ashamed. At the next bathing she taught me to rub her clitoris with your finger.
I am eager to perform both a pleasant duty. Catherine had finished rapidly and repeatedly. On me her orgasm acting stimulant. The sight of her squirming body gave me great pleasure, more than rubbing
pussy.
Katherine was asleep in the room of his father. Sometimes at night I suddenly woke up and heard the moans and cries coming from his father's bedroom.
These sounds are awakened in me some kind of lustful feeling. I am a long time lay with open eyes and tried to imagine what was going on, but could not. Cries were cries of joy and sweet. They sometimes lasted until dawn, and on such a night I have not slept at all.
Once, after a sleepless night I waited, when the father leaves the service, asked Catherine:
- Why are you crying all night? And you and Dad?
Catherine momentarily embarrassed, but her face immediately took a calm expression. She took me by the shoulders and led him to the couch.
- Sit down, I'll tell you everything - I'm prepared to listen, but Catherine stopped suddenly, something thoughtful.
- Wait, - she said, and went to his room.
She returned with a sort of bundle. Seated next to me, she put a bundle on my knees and asked:
- Do you know why some people are called men, and others - women?
- No.
- Have you ever seen naked boys?
- No.
- Look, - she said, unwrapping the parcel. In it were photos. One of them showed me Catherine. The photograph depicted a
man and a
woman. Completely naked, they stood close to each other sideways. One hand
man hugging a
woman's waist, and another stuck between her legs. A
woman with his right hand holding a stick, sticking out under the belly men.
-
Woman - Catherine said, has the chest and slit between the legs, and a
man - that's this thick piece. This
thing ... Catherine took a new photo on
which depicted a
man and a
woman, also naked. The
man was lying on the
woman. She lifted her legs up and put them on men's shoulders. "Stuck," a
man stuck in the gap women.
- You see, the
man put his thing in a
woman and move it there. The
woman is nice. Men too.
- And I can insert such a thing? - I asked trembling with emotion.
- Are you still too early to think about it. As small as you can only touch the
pussy with his finger.
- So you cry because daddy puts you in your piece?
- Do your dad this thing is very big and fat. Not only did I cry, but it, too.
- Can I look these cards?
- Look, but without me you would not understand, but I need to clean the apartment.
- Understand!
I have long considered these photographs in his room. I felt good in their own itch between her legs and laid his hand. I myself did not notice that was rubbing her
pussy, and only then, when my heart fluttered from acute, yet unexplored and sweets, I fear yanked his hand, wet from copious mucus.
A few days later I begged Catherine to leave her bedroom door open at night, waiting when the door came a nervous whisper and creak of the bed, I slowly walked to the door. Opened it, I peeked into the room. Father completely naked lying on his back, and Catherine, sitting at his feet, sucking his piece, which barely fits in her mouth. In this
case, the father uttered a pleasant moans and rolls his eyes. Catherine, still sucking thing father, looked in my direction. Then he rose and, spreading her legs and sat on his father on horseback. She obviously did everything so that I was as good as possible can be seen, and therefore, by inserting a piece in itself, turned to me
breasts. I distinctly saw the thing her father, full lips parted her
pussy and slowly entered into it until the very end. Then both at once quivered, cried out, began wheezing and moaning. And then Catherine whole body collapsed to the father and froze. After a while she again began
to suck a piece of his father. I first saw it from a little wrinkled and the lips Catherine becomes a flat, smooth and great.
Unto Me, too, wanted
to suck on this wonderful piece, but I was afraid to enter the room. And then Catherine for me showed how men can penetrate into the thing a
woman from different positions. Each time they were moaning and screaming with pleasure. I have since become common to observe a sweet game, and Catherine and her father are increasingly rubbing her slit while enjoying with them.
I was already 11 years old when Catherine suddenly fell ill. She was taken to the hospital, and she has more to us did not return. Father a few days went dark and silent, and once came home drunk. Without undressing, he collapsed on the bed and fell asleep. I have great difficulty, awkwardly and nervously, took off his jacket. The shirt was
dirty, and I stole it. Then took off her pants and socks and was about to go, as noticed that he has
dirty laundry. He too had to be removed, but the thought that while the father remains completely naked, my heart trembled and sweetly dizzy. Be careful not to wake my father, I raised it and pulled her shirt. Then just as carefully removed his underwear. I have long stood beside him, gazing sweetly at his mighty naked figure on the broad hairy chest, the thick arms, hollow muscular stomach, legs, drooping limply on his huge
dick. I was tormented by the desire to touch a member of his hands and, behold, the courage, I touched his hand to his
penis. Member was a cold and pleasantly soft. The father grunted in his sleep and I was afraid, and ran to him.
Removing as a room, I found a package with photos that showed me Catherine. This time I looked at them more meaningful. My imagination by images created colorful moments of copulation. I could not resist the first time after the death of Catherine gave myself plenty of fun, rubbing his fingers clit. On this night, for me the first time come monthly. If Katherine did not tell me what it is, I would be very scared. Three days later, the monthly pass. A week later I wore a bra.
Breasts were large and protruded two pyramids. Stroking the nipples of
breasts, I'm having fun now, at the moment of lust, I worked with two hands.
The boys looked after me. I liked them, but my silence scare them away. While visiting Neringa with me one or two evenings, they will no longer appear. This, in essence, I was indifferent.
When I was 13 years old we moved into a new house in a posh area Kailbury. New apartment consisted of 10 rooms. Three father gave me, one was his office, one bedroom, one standing shelving for books, but books were not. In the back room settled housekeeper. The housekeeper, Frau Nilsson, was aged 40-45 years. It was a beautiful, majestic
woman with bushy brown hair and enormous
breasts. She had long slender legs, and she did not hide from the looks of curious men. In my
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