Ronnie was forceful as any alpha male and fierce competitor.She was a natural leader which I had no qualms in following because Iknew she loved me and... she proved it on every opportunity. But mypersonality is much more docile and I am not comfortable makingdecisions and would rather submit than face confrontation.Our relationship was almost perfect, the only thing that kept it frombeing a fairytale romance was sex. We tried it of course we both werealmost virgins, I could count my attempts at. This was the lovely incident was happed n my life. It was happen when I went to stay for two, three days to my aunt’s house because my uncle was going to Delhi.I have not seen my aunt with that angle any time before but I can say she is very beautiful. She is 5’3” with fair color, sexy eyes. She was very friendly to me always. Some time she also says about her sexy life & gives instruction on sex life.A day when uncle has gone to Delhi, I Just to find out, status of my aunty I entered into my. And it was just as well, in a way:"My asshole is sore." I - I'm not surprised," I said. "I wish it wasn't - but I liked the way it got sore." I thought about my next words. "And so did you."Her eyes blazed at me. I saw the anger beginning in her face - and then it collapsed. "I know - but that's what the gay boys do, isn't it? Do you wish I was a boy?"I started to laugh - and then realized she was only half-joking."June, I like licking your cunt," I said quietly. "And so do you. Does that mean. It became even more arousing when I added Mom, guiding and orchestrating their initial encounter. I pictured her not allowing Debbie to kiss my father until convinced that the girl knew how, that much ‘practice’ would be required, my father watching - not allowed to touch himself; Mom kneeling next to Debbie, talking the younger woman through the finer points of fellatio, her hand between Debbie’s thighs; Doing the same when it was Daddy’s turn, demanding that he do better with their young.