I know everything. Touching my ass, staring at my boobs. Even now you are peeping at my cleavage. What is this? Why are you doing this?Me (shocked): S...orry, Aunty.She: No. Tell why? I won’t tell anything to your mom. It will be between us. Share your feelings.Me (sign of a relief for me): Actually I like sex and want to have fun with someone. I want someone to teach me about all these things. I am a shy guy at the college and girls won’t even talk such things with me. But how you got to know. "I've done it with a couple of girls, you know, with my mouth, my tongue, and I have one of those toy things, you know, a vibrator, but..." She sniffed. "I've thought about it, thought about it a lot."She gave me direction and pretty soon we were at her big house in an up-scale subdivision of new homes. "Anybody home?" I asked rather eagerly.She shook her golden curls and grinned. 'Uh uh, not until five at least. Mom's a lawyer and Daddy works for a congressman." Two hours, hot damn," I said. And the kissing was frantic, fast. What she lostin technique she made up for in effort. My hand slipped under her skirt and I started rubbingher. She kissed faster. My other hand busied itself withher bra clasp. Her hands started rubbing me. I now hadeasy access, small breasts. I pulled the shirt up someand started sucking on her nipple. She started moaning.Now my hands had both moved to her other breast. I feltit was feeling left out. She pulled my head closer toher breasts causing me to suck. ”Buffy lose concentration when Josie unclipped her skirt and exposed her smooth legs. She still had her bra and undies on. “Take it out Buffy, I feel comfortable with you around...” As a final show of trust, Josie reached back and undid her bra, her large boobs wobbled as they took in the fresh air.“Okay, I guess,” Buffy gave in, “If you insist on it.”She reached down and pulled the rubber band encircling her waist as wide as she could and pushed it down her thighs. As she moved down, her huge.