“Lord Jesus, her cunt was warm. I felt around in it with what penis I had and what I felt was damned good, nephew.”
I at this point erred and told my uncle I didn't believe him. He didn't get angry. He just chewed his cold pipe and looked at me with a levelness that made me wish I'd said nothing.
Finally he said, “Please forget the whole thing.”
I then begged him to continue but he wouldn't. After thinking it over I realized he might have been able to erect solidly at five years of age for I have read that some male babies are born with tiny erections. I was sure, though, he'd not had an ejaculation, and finally after some prompting weeks later I got him to continue.
“Well, there I was-a mere little boy-with my prick in the maid's cunt, and my bare ass shining, as the poet says. I remember I didn't know what to do after I was on her and in her.”
He lit his pipe, smiling at remembrance.
“She started me going up and down on her. She took my hips and pushed me back and pulled me ahead and I must have caught on for I began bouncing up and down on her. That made it feel better and warmer, if I remember correctly.
“She took my hands and put them under her buttocks. I hadn't known what to do with them. I was like a ham actor on stage for the first time-my hands bothered me. But with them under her ass I had them occupied.”
My uncle laughed.
“Christ Jesus, it must have been a comical affair. There I was curved over that big ass with my poor little cock in that mess of hair and my little hips going up and down.
“And my hands under that big ass. I remember getting my whole hand in her crack. She was fucking me right smart, being careful though to not take too long a swing with her hips so my poor little prick would tumble out.
“Well, her hips go down and her crack opens and when her buttocks come up again naturally her crack closes and there's my little right hand caught in her ass like it was in a vise.
“Christ, I even yelped in pain!”
The maid then asked him to stick his forefinger in her anus. My uncle asked why, in his childish innocence, and she said she was itchy just inside her anus ring.
“I had a hard time getting my forefinger into her asshole,” my uncle said. “No, it wasn't because her asshole was too tight for my finger. She had a good-sized asshole, but not a sloppy one.
“My little arm was too short. When she went down to open her asshole I had a hell of a hard job getting my arm down there and jabbing up, but finally my forefinger went up her anus.
“My god, she loved that. She groaned and writhed her hips and my cock slid out-hell, she seemed to throw it out, just like that! But I had my finger up her asshole which was warm and by god it closed around my finger and then released it and then she asked me to take my finger out of her.
“I did, and my finger was brown, of course. She asked to look at my finger so I held it up and liquid brown ran down my palm. She grabbed my finger and licked it like it was made of chocolate and then I saw why she'd asked me to ram my finger in her asshole.
“That seemed to strike a desire in her for more excrement. First thing I knew we were sitting up and she was trying to lick my asshole but of course she couldn't with me in that angle so she just threw me on the bed, ass up, and her nose went in my crack.
“She had a coarse tongue. My dog had licked my asshole a time or two when I was swimming naked but she had a smooth silky tongue. This female had a rough tongue, for some reason.
“I began to holler and she hit me on the buttock and made me quit, and there was no use my yelping because we were alone in the house-my parents and sisters and brothers being gone-and the rest of the servants at the far end loafing in their quarters because my parents weren't around to boss them.”
Soon, to my uncle's surprise, he began to like the maid's tongue, especially when she parted his buttocks wide and inserted her tongue-only the tip, of course-directly into his small rectum.
“I got so happy I broke wind and I guess I shit a little with it for her tongue sure got busy all of a sudden. I got on my hands and knees and bent my ass way back so my crack would open wider-like some cunts do when a man gets them dog-fashion-and her tongue really went into me, then and there.
“First time a female had ever tongue-cleaned my asshole. But not the last time, of course.”
My uncle related that he had his first orgasm with his sister Hattie, my oldest aunt who now was married to a Manchester banker-a staid, fat king-loving sonofabitch who must have really presented a terrible picture when naked, what with his pendulant gut and large breasts.
He never impregnated my aunt and rumor held that he sucked her and she sucked him. After twelve years of childless marriage my aunt went out and deliberately picked a man from the university to have sex with her so she could become a mother, which she did in the matter of time.
She picked an athlete and the child, now grown, had the athlete's brawny build… and also his bone-filled head. Nevertheless the banker accepted the child, knowing all the time the son was not his.
(My aunt got drunk one night while visiting my uncle and me and disclosed all this.)
She related that she was such a good 'sucker' that her husband would divorce her under no circumstances. She claimed she disliked sucking but within a few moments after saying this she had unbuttoned my fly and was 'going down' my prick as I sat on the settee with my uncle watching.
But to return to my uncle's first orgasm. “Hattie was fucking various boys and males around the neighborhood,” he related. “Well, one day I guess there was no outside male around so she fucked me.
“Yes, they call it
“Hattie wasted no time. I believe she knew both father and I were fucking the maid for she came to my room and told me she needed some ass and we were alone in the house.
“I'll skip details and go to the meat of the subject, said meat being Hattie-and pun intended, nephew. Let me add a point or two. I had just had three fast, hard sessions with the maid. I'd almost risen to the point of orgasm but just couldn't because I was just too young.
“But Hattie sucked me first. She dropped to her knees and took my prick in her mouth. Her head bobbed back and forth as she worked my cock into an erection.
“Even then she was an expert sucker. I learned later she learned how to suck from the coachman's wife who lived for only one thing: to have a cock in her mouth. And the cock could belong to anybody, just so it was between her lips with her tongue massaging.
“She pulled me to an erection very rapidly. She did two things to me that made my testicles-immature as they were-tingle with life. She played around my asshole all the time with her light fingers. And when she came down with my cock completely in her mouth her tongue came out and licked my balls.”
My good uncle reported that his sister was 'the best licker' he'd ever encountered because she had a very broad and very soft tongue.
“Her fingers around my asshole and her tongue worked in unison, odd as that seems. I mean that each time she laved my testicles she also played harder with the sensitive nerves of my asshole, for the anus has possibly the most sensitive nerves of the human body.
“When she'd worked me up to my best erection she took my cock from her mouth and led me to the bed where she lay on her back and I got between her legs in the normal Adam-Eve manner.
“She had a very, very tight cunt. She had trouble introducing my cock into her although of course my prick was very wet from her mouth, but finally my knob was in and I began fucking her and she began fucking me.
“She had a much smaller cunt than the maid had. Her cunt kept grabbing and pulling my little cock. Suddenly, all went black and roaring for me. I grabbed her buttocks so hard that her flesh held my finger marks for hours afterwards.
“I was having my first orgasm. I reeled across space, one might say, senseless and all nerves, and, at the same time, I shuddered as my testicles for the first time shot my semen into a cunt-even if the vagina into which I sprayed my seed was that of my sister.
“Sister and brother or daughter and father or son and mother can fuck just as good-if not better-than two persons who are not blood relations.
“A cunt is a cunt, nephew, even if its on a cow!”
My uncle roared at his crude, ancient joke.
