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I had just finished jerking off and I was lying here on my bed trying to piece together "What went wrong; why am I still a virgin at eighteen?" I am a pretty good looking dude if I do say so myself; 6'2" tall, dark wavy hair, blue eyes, handsome face, athletic build. I work on my body; lifting at the gym, running and biking. Why couldn't I have scored at least once during high school? High school is over now, I just graduated last week. My chance to score during those four influential years is over.

Ok, I admit it to myself, ' I'm a little shy when it comes to girls. A LITTLE! You think!' The other half of my brain chided my first half. It's like I have two minds, one half of my brain thinks one way and is always trying to tell the other half what to do. The trouble is, I can't figure out which half is which, right or left? One half is bold and wants action, the other half is timid and reserved. The reserved half usually wins for some reason. I spent my whole school career afraid of rejection. There, I said it, 'I'm afraid of rejection.' I need to get over this somehow. This fear of rejection has cost me dearly.

Oh, I know there are other 18 year old virgins, I just never thought as myself as one of them.

I don't know why I hadn't had any girlfriends in school. I just never fit in with any of the cliques at school, I was always a loner. Sure I had a few friends, but they were no help getting me laid as they are virgins themselves.

There is a knock on my bedroom door, "Robert? You in there?"

"Yes."

"Can I come in? Are you decent?"

I pull my shorts up, "Yes."

My mother walks in to my bedroom, "I just got off the phone with my sister. Your Aunt Kathy and Uncle Ted want you to spend the summer with them at their lake house."

"It's my last summer before college," I say a little annoyed that someone is planning my time.

"So? That's a no then? Fine, I'll call her back and tell her you said no. What are you going to do around here? Get a Job?"

"I always work during the summer. I wanted to take this summer off; it's the last one before college."

"So you are just going to mope around here all summer?" My mother says with a displeased look.

"Your Uncle Ted wants to pay you to work on the lake cottage and the boat house."

"He has plenty of money, why does he need to pay me? He can hire anyone he wants to do the work."

"And he wants to hire you. Your Uncle Ted wants to spend time with you before you go off to college."

"Uncle Ted wants to spend time with me? He's never home, he's always traveling."

"Your Aunt Kathy wants to spend time with you too. Look, you don't have to go. You're eighteen now, it's your life, just give it some thought. Maybe spend a few weeks or a month with them. It's nice at the lake; you'll never know if you don't go, but you might actually have a good time."

My mother was right, it was nice at the lake. I've always enjoyed staying there with my aunt and uncle; and the fishing, swimming, and sailing is first rate. I needed to get laid, and there wasn't much chance of that around here. All the girls around here were the same ones I've seen in school. They have me labeled – loser. Maybe I should spend the summer at the lake, there are always girls around in bikinis. I could make a fresh start, one last stab at it before college. God I dread the thought of going to college a virgin. I fear the longer this goes on the worse it will get.

"Ok, I'll go to the lake. When do they want me?"

"Aunt Kathy said anytime you want to come out is fine with them. I'll call her tomorrow and arrange something. I can drive you this weekend."

"No, I want to drive myself. Can I borrow the old Honda?" The Honda was a 13 year old Honda Civic that my mother had before my father bought her a new one. They've been keeping it for me, but they haven't officially given it to me yet, forcing me to ask to use it.

"I'll ask your father, but I don't see why not. You just need to promise not to drink and drive."

"I'm only eighteen. I can go to war and have sex, but I can't legally drink," I say sarcastically.

"I wasn't born yesterday Robert. If you want alcohol, you'll find a way to get it. I mean it, No driving if you've been drinking, period."

The drive out to the lake is exhilarating. It's a four hour drive to Lake Pothos, named after the Greek God of sexual longing, how apropos is that? I feel free speeding along the highway. I've mostly only driven around town, a little on the highway when my father was teaching me to drive, but not much.

The speed of the car is intoxicating, the windows are open, the hot summer air is blasting in and it's refreshing. I feel good about making the decision to go to the lake for the summer; already I'm daydreaming of girls in bikinis hitting on me – 'hey stud, wanna fuck?' Damn, I wish it was that easy.

I can feel my cock stiffening; a sense of freedom often has that affect on me; that coupled with the daydreaming I'm doing. I have on a loose pair of cotton gym shorts with no underwear. My 7 and a half inch cock is now poking out the bottom of my gym shorts. I grab my cock and wank it a little. Man could I use a jerk off right now. I contemplate jerking off while driving, but the trucks going by can see down into my little car, this keeps me in check. Oh, what do to? I really want to jerk off. I see a sign for a rest area 2 miles ahead and think 'perfect'. I come up to the rest area and pull off the road. There is a quiet area where no other cars are parked, I head over there and park the car. I grab my cock and start to have my way with myself. Man does this feel good. I really need to cum. I grab some napkins out of the glove box, just in time as I spew my load into the napkins. Oh, that feels so good. I just sit there for a while basking, lost in a daydream. I look at my watch, a half hour went by, I had better hit the road.

As I drive on I'm thinking about my uncle hiring me to work on his cottage. I can't figure out why he wants to hire me? He has so much money, he could hire the best contractor money can buy. My mother says it's his way of giving me money for college. She thinks he doesn't want to just give me the money; he wants me to work for it. I'm fine with that, I don't mind working outside in the summer, and I rather enjoy it. Uncle Ted is an executive for an international company, he makes tons of money and travels all over the world for his work, and he'll be gone most of the summer most likely.

I pull into the lake house driveway just about dinner time. Aunt Kathy comes out of the cottage door and greets me.

"How was the drive out?" she asks.

"Fine, no problems. Where is Uncle Ted?"

"He's taking a nap, come on in, do you need help with your luggage?"

"No, I can get it," I say as I pull my duffel bag from the back seat. "I packed light, it's summer, I didn't think I'd need much."

"Shorts and tee shirts mostly, the weather has been great so far," Aunt Kathy says as she leads me into the cottage and up to the guestroom.

"I'll let you get unpacked. There are clean towels in the bathroom for you if you want to freshen up. I'll be in the kitchen getting dinner ready."

I come downstairs after settling in to find dinner is almost ready. My Uncle Ted is up from his nap and comes over to shake my hand and says, "So glad you came out Robert, it's going to be a great summer. Our house is your house; you may come and go as you please. I only ask one thing, if you go out and party with the locals, don't drive if you've been drinking. Call us anytime, day or night, we'll come and get you, no questions asked."

"My mother told me the same thing." I said.

"Smart lady, your mother."

"What needs to be done on the cottage?" I ask.

"I just had a new roof put on and the cottage painted. The painters painted everything except the windows and trim. I need you to sc**** and re-chalk the windows, then paint them along with the rest of the house trim. The same thing needs to be done with the boathouse. I have to go out of town tomorrow for a few weeks. I have all the tools, the paint, and supplies in the garage. If you need anything else, your Aunt Kathy will get it for you, just let her know."

The boathouse has always been a special place for me. When I visited in the past I loved hanging out in and around the boat house. My Uncle has an old wooden 1947 Chris-Craft runabout in the boathouse. That boat is immaculate, all varnished wood with leather seats. It has a 92 horse power Chrysler inboard engine. Whenever my family visited, Uncle Ted would always take us out for runs down the lake, it was magical. The boathouse is right on the water and he would drive that wooden runabout right in and out of the boathouse. There are docks attached to the boathouse where a small sailboat was always tied up. If the wind was up, Uncle Ted would take Mom, Aunt Kathy and me sailing. My father doesn't like the water; he would hang out in the house reading while Uncle Ted took us out. Also tied to the dock is a beat up runabout, a 16 foot fiberglass open bow boat with a 75 hp outboard. That boat was nothing special, it is just a work horse of a boat, but it's a fun boat to blast around the lake in. As I got older, starting around 15, my Uncle would let me take out the old beat up runabout or the sailboat by myself. I've never gotten to take out the Chris-Craft myself though; he's too protective of that thing.

There are canoes and rowboats tied up to the dock also; anyone who can swim can take them out. I've always enjoyed the lake; this summer should be no different.

"You can work when you want, you'll have all summer. Make use of the boats, I know you like to fish and sail." Uncle Ted is telling me as he hands me a drink. "Here, you're old enough now, but only in this house, and if we give it to you, you're still u******e in this state. It's a gin and tonic; I don't suppose you've ever had one."

I take the drink and start guzzling it. "Whoa, easy there, it's not soda pop." Uncle Ted says as he is laughing at me.

We sit down at the table and have a nice dinner with good conversation. As I'm finishing my desert, I notice I'm feeling a little light headed, must be from the drink. I'm feeling a little horny too; maybe the alcohol is affecting me there also.

"I think I'll go down to the lake, I could use some fresh air," I announce as I slide my chair away from the table.

I head down to the boathouse and docks. I inhale the smells of the lake and I'm transformed by my new surroundings, I love this place. It's getting dark now and I feel like a swim. I strip my clothes off and jump in the lake. I love being naked outside, although I don't get vary many opportunities to hang out naked outside, whenever I can get the chance I will. It's so exotic to feel the sun or breeze on my cock and balls. Being naked outside makes me horny, and that usually leads to me jerking off. I've never had the opportunity to skinny dip before now, it feels awesome. I think, 'how could anyone ever want to wear a swim suit.'

I swim for a while then climb out of the water and head into the boathouse, I am still naked. I find a lounge chair near the old Chris-Craft and sit down. I adjust the chair in the reclined position and began to stroke my cock. The night air is wafting in the boathouse and over my cock as I stoke it. I spit on my cock to moisten it, the night air on my moist cock feels exotic. I cum all over my belly and feel completely satisfied.

I think I hear the back door of the boathouse close as I lie there basking. I jump and cover my groin. I say, "Anyone there?" No answer. I must have been hearing things. I run out of the boathouse along the dock and jump into the lake to clean off. I climb out, dress and return to the cottage.

The next few days were filled with early rise and fishing in the morning, working on the cottage windows at midday, then if the wind was up I'd go sailing, if not, swimming. At night I swim naked and jerk off in the boathouse.

Uncle Ted went out of town on business the morning after I arrived. Aunt Kathy has been enjoying taking care of me, she's been cooking and baking up a storm; I'm going to get fat if she doesn't stop plying me with baked goods. Aunt Kathy has always been nice to me, she is my special aunt; you know, that one relative that takes a special interest in you and treats you kindly. They had no k**s themselves, so I guess I'm like a son to her.

Today I am working on a ladder on one of the upper windows. I hear my aunt talking to someone. I turn around and see her talking to a young girl in a bikini in at the edge of her yard and the neighbor's. Holy shit, this chick is hot; I almost fall off the ladder trying to get a better look. This girl has one hot body. Her face is kind of Plain Jane, but OMG, her body is off the charts. I see large breasts, thin waist, nice hips, and long legs; damn, what's not to like. From what I can see from here, she has auburn hair and milky skin. Her yellow string bikini is barely there, man that's one tiny bikini. My legs are getting weak. I fear I might fall off this fucking ladder.

Maybe I should descend to the ground before I fall, the timid side of my brain argues. If I go down now, I'll have to talk to her, my aunt will introduce us, I'm not ready for that. I don't dare go down. I pretend to work, and try in vain to hear what they were talking about. They seem very friendly. My aunt has her hand on the girl's waist and is caressing her back as she is talking to her. There is giggling and laughing coming from the two women as they chat. I have a fucking boner, good thing I'm facing the house. I am so hard, if I didn't have any pants on I could hook my cock under a rung on the ladder and help keep me from falling as I turn to look at this gorgeous creature talking to my aunt. I see them kiss goodbye and it looks like a lip lock, but I not sure - damn, what the fuck.

The girl heads back to her cottage and Aunt Kathy walks into her house. I go back to work on the windows. After a few minutes I realize I can't concentrate on scr****g paint after seeing that hot chick talking to my aunt, I'm done for the day. I come down off the ladder, clean up the tools and head down to the lake for a swim.

When I come in for dinner, my aunt is smiling and humming some tune as she cooks, she is usually a happy sort, but this is a notch higher than normal. She keeps glancing over at me and smiling, something is up.

"The next door neighbor's daughter is visiting for the summer, her name is Molly, she is about your age, maybe a year or two older," Aunt Kathy says as soon as we sit down for dinner.

"Oh," I said, blushing a little. I don't know why I blushed. I feel funny talking about girls in front of my aunt, or any older authority figure for that matter. I guess it's because my mind goes right to sex, so I think they can read my mind.

"Are you trying to fix me up?" I ask her trying to deflect my embarrassment back to her.

"Well," she says, "not fix you up per se, but, you need to hang out with people your own age."

I fear my aunt knows I am still a virgin. This makes talking about girls or dating uncomfortable for me. One side of my brain is saying, 'I can do it myself, I'm not a looser.' The other half of my brain is screaming 'Help Me, I can't do this myself.'

I change the subject. "The windows need a lot more work than I thought. I'll need some more glazing compound next time you're in town."

For the rest of the dinner, my aunt didn't bring up dating or girls again. We chatted mostly about my recent school year and my plans for college.

After dinner I help my aunt with the dishes. As we finish, I say to her, "I'm going for sail, I'll see ya later." I head down to the docks and take the sailboat out. There is a nice breeze this evening and the sailing is fantastic. I wish the neighbor girl I saw earlier were here sailing with me. As I'm sailing along, I daydream of being with her, as lovers of course, but also simply as boyfriend and girlfriend. I've only known a few male friends, I have no sisters or close female cousins; I really don't know what it's like to have a close female companion. A sense of loneliness washes over me. I desperately need a girlfriend. I've only seen this girl once, from a ladder as she talked to my aunt, and here I am dreaming of her and me together doing all the things a couple does.

It's starting to get dark, I wish it would stay light a little longer, I want to stay out and sail and dream some more. As it gets near dark I return to the docks. I see a towel and what looks like a bikini on the dock, but I see no one around. I have to concentrate on docking the boat so I can't look everywhere. I tie up the boat and put the sails away. I look around the lake and finally see someone swimming. The swimmer is doing laps from the boat dock, out to a swim dock, about 50 yards out and back.

I want to run, the swimmer, is obviously a female, and she is obviously naked - skinny dipping. The timid side of my brain says 'get out of here before she sees you and thinks you're a pervert.' The bold side of my brain is saying, 'this is exactly the kind of talk that has kept you a virgin, now is your chance, stay.'

I decide to listen to my bold side tonight. For all I know, she knows I'm here. I'm not sure who she is, but I have a hunch it is the girl next door, my dream girl, the girl I saw in the bikini talking to Aunt Kathy. Molly is her name according to Aunt Kathy. If this is the girl next door, she would have seen the sailboat was not tied to the dock, she would have seen me sailing. If she knew I was here and is skinny dipping where I would find her bikini, then she shouldn't be surprised to see me.

"Hello Sailor Boy," comes a female's voice from out on the lake as she swims up to the dock where I am standing looking dumbfounded. I don't know what I should do or say. I attempt to smile suavely, but fear my smile cannot belie my nervousness.

"Well, are you going to join me or just stand there with your jaw on your chest?"

My bold side took over and says, 'It's go time!' I strip naked and jump in the lake. When I surface, I look around; I see her swimming back out to the swim dock. I start swimming out to the swim dock and soon pull up to the dock. I need something to hold onto, I sink when not in motion. I grab hold the swim dock with one arm and turn my body back toward shore. 'Where is Molly?' I wonder. She swims up to me and bumps into me. I feel something touch my cock, maybe it is her leg, or her hand, I don't know. She giggles and swims away around the other side of swim dock. She must have climbed up the ladder on the other side; I hear her feet pattering now on the swim dock. She comes over to the side I am still hanging onto and bends over, holding her hair back as she looks down at me still in the water.

"Are you coming up?"

An invite to come up and be naked with a female, a girl, a woman, a lady, it didn't matter what or who she was, this was what I've been longing for. Lake Pothos was been living up to its name tonight. I swim around to the ladder and climb up. She is sitting now on the edge with her legs dangling over the side. I sit next to her, keeping a foot or two between us. She scoots over so her hip is touching mine, skin touching skin, my god, what is in store for me tonight, my mind is racing.

"My name is Molly," she finally says.

"Robert," I reply boldly, attempting to overcome my inherent shyness.

She giggles at my awkwardness.

"I know, your Aunt told me all about you."

"She did?" I said thinking, 'did she tell you I was a virgin.' I am without words. I rack my brain for something to say, nothing is coming to mind. Oh that's a lie, plenty is coming to mind, just nothing I can blurt out. My mind is filled with things I won't say: like, 'damn, I love your hot body, can I touch it, are we going to fuck, can you help me with this virginity problem?'

She looks down at my cock; it is shriveled and small, shrinkage from the cold water. She giggles and

I feel about two feet tall.

"Shrinkage, the water...cold," was all I can say, as I shrug.

"Oh, poor baby, let me warm it up for you." She leans over and cups her hands around my cock and starts blowing warm air into her hands. It is as if she was warming cold hands in winter.

I know what a blow job is, even though I've never experienced one, but this is more a blow job than a real blow job. My cock responds and grows; it pokes up through her hands and kisses her lips as she blows on it. She sucks it into her mouth and starts blowing me in the traditional sense. My cock is rock hard now and the sensations are incredible. This is the first time my cock has been in another person's mouth. There are no words to describe the pleasure I am feeling, damn this is like heaven must feel.

Then, as soon as she started, she stops. She sits up. She smiles, stands, and says, "I gotta go." She jumps in the lake, swims to the boathouse dock, climbs out, puts on her bikini and walks up the path to her cottage.

I am dumbfounded again. What just happened? Wasn't I suppose to cum in her mouth, then fuck her silly? I rack my brain, 'what did I do, did I not taste good? Is she some kind of dick tease? Get a man all exited, even touch and suck his cock, then all of a sudden turn off and leave.'

I lie back on the swim dock and start stroking my cock, I need relief, Molly be dammed. I jerk off while looking at the stars above, I shoot my cum all over my belly.

The moon is full tonight. It suddenly dawns on me that with the bright moon light, someone might be able to see what I just did on the dock. Oh well, hopefully Molly saw what I had to do after she left me in such a state. As I look toward shore, I think I see a figure walking up the path from the docks. Is that Molly? Was she coming back, then changed her mind? Did she see me jerk off? Then I see nothing, maybe there was no one there. Maybe I saw a shadow of something, a tree bending in the wind perhaps.

I jump in the water and swim to shore, dress and head up the path and inside the cottage. Aunt Kathy is reading a book, she looks up and smiles, "Have fun?"

"Yeah, it was a nice sail, and swim." I say. Did she know about Molly skinny dipping? Did she see me jerking off on the swim dock? My head is spinning. "Good night", I say and I head up to bed.

The next few days I keep to my usual schedule, fishing, working on the cottage, sailing, swimming at night, and jerking off in the boathouse.

I didn't see Molly around these past few days. My mind is consumed with thoughts of her; I wonder what happened to her, why did she leave me at the dock after having my cock in her mouth?

It's Friday today, I swim after dinner and head into the boathouse after my swim for my nightly jerk off. I lie down on the lounge chair and start to stroke my cock. Suddenly, a voice comes out of the shadows, "Nice cock, I see your shrinkage problem is cured."

I jump a mile high and try to cover myself with my hands.

Molly moves out from the shadows, she is naked herself and fingering her pussy. "It's just me silly. Silly Sailor Boy. If you can play with yourself, I can play with myself."

The timid half of my brain freezes, I want to run and hide. The bold side says, 'relax, she's naked and masturbating also, go with it.' I settle back into the lounge and continue to stroke my cock. Molly moves closer and continues to finger herself as she watches me.

"What happened to you the other night?" I say calmly.

"You mean when I all of a sudden left you at the swim dock?"

"Yeah, you left me high and dry out there."

"I was menstruating. Things between us were going in a direction I couldn't continue with."

"Oh." I say, feeling a little bad now about thinking she was a dick tease.

"Oh I suppose I could have finished you off in my mouth, but sucking you on the dock was making me super wet and horny, I just felt I needed to stop and leave. Sorry."

"No, it's ok. I just had no idea, I thought I did something wrong."

"You're still a virgin, aren't you?"

"Is it that obvious?"

"Not, by anything you've done so far, but I'm sure it will become obvious soon," she says giggling. "Your aunt told me the other day."

"My Aunt Kathy told you I was a virgin?" I say incredibly. 'Damn,' I think, 'everyone knows, it must be written all over my face.' Quick print it in the local paper, send out a tweet. I start to lose my erection, I feel deflated.

"Yeah, she wants me to deflower you." Molly says with a big grin, she is standing right next to me still lightly fingering herself.

"She asked you to fuck me?" I say incredibly. "What, like a mercy fuck? The poor eighteen year old virgin needs a little help, won't you take pity on him."

The two sides of my brain are in full on war now. Timid side is all indignant, wants to leave, 'no way am I a pity case.' Bold side is lobbing to stay and maybe get laid. 'You got a naked girl here that wants to fuck you, who cares what anyone thinks, let's get this thing done.'

"Look, it's not that bad, I know a lot of virgins, I've deflowered a few, some older than you. There is no standard age for a first time. You boys all think you should be studs by the time you get out of high school. I'm willing to bet most guys graduate high school virgins; their talk is always bigger than their walk."

"I guess you're right," I say. There is a long pause, silence, a good minute goes by, a loon howls in the distance. "So, what did you tell my aunt?"

"What do mean?"

"Did you tell her you would take my virginity?"

"Well, now that's up to you Sailor Boy. What do ya think? Ya think you can handle it?" She says as she climbs on the lounge and climbs up my body and plants a kiss on my cheek.

Here I am, still a virgin, with a naked girl lying on top of me asking me if I can handle her fucking me. 'Timid side, get on board real quick.'

I start kissing her. Still a little shy, my kisses are soft and timid. She parts her lips and slips her tongue out. I feel her tongue on my still closed lips and get the hint. I open my mouth and slip my tongue into hers. I grab the back of her head and hold it as our lips and tongues dance with each other. My other hand slides down her back and grabs hold of her ass and gives it a squeeze. She reaches for my cock and starts stroking it. I am harder than I've ever been, I am ready to explode. I can't take it. I push her hand away from my cock so I won't cum all over her hand.

"What's a matter, change of heart Sailor Boy?" she says.

"I'm ready to explode!" I say, feeling a little embarrassed that I don't have much holding power.

"Virgins," she laughs.

She slides down and plants her head between my legs and takes my cock in her mouth. Again I feel the wonderful sensations I had felt the other night on the swim dock. Oh, I am in seventh heaven.

Damn I won't last long, but I already told her that, she must want me to cum.

"I'm going to cum any second." I say, wanting to warn her to stop sucking, else I'll explode in her mouth.

She nods while continuing to suck me off. She grabs my balls with one hand and strokes the shaft of my cock near the base with the other hand as she continues to suck me. Her tongue is swirling around my cock head on the up stroke. She must want me to blow my wad in her mouth.

"Oh God... I'm cuummming," I shout. I let it fly. I see stars. I just keep shooting loads of my jizm in her mouth. She tries to take it all in and swallow it, but there is just too much. She gags and coughs and lots of cum spills out of her mouth all over my shaft and balls. She pulls off my cock and opens her mouth to show me the full load still in her mouth. She puts her head back, gargles with my sperm a little, and then swallows hard.

"There, now that we got that out of the way," she says as she pushes me up, motioning me to get off my ass. I get off the lounge and she lies down on it and spreads her legs. Her hand goes immediately to her pussy and she starts fingering her clit.

"Now it's time for you to return the favor," she says with a big grin.

I am about to be introduced up close and personal to my first pussy. I crawl up between her legs and bring my face to within an inch of her. I can feel the warmth emanating from between her legs. The smells coming from her pussy are intense, and I'm loving it. It's hard to describe, it smells earthy, musky and sweet all mixed together. I slip my tongue out of my mouth and give her pussy a lick. The taste is amazing; it's sweet, yet tangy. I start lapping for all I'm worth. I don't really know what I'm doing; I hope I'm doing it right.

I lick for what seems like 5 minutes, I hear no moans from her. I feel a tap on my head, I look up.

"Try licking my clit," she says.

I must look dumbfounded, because she takes my head by my ears and moves me higher up her pussy. Then she takes her fingers and pulls back some folds of skin and out pops this little nub. This must be her clit. I start licking it and flicking it with my tongue. After a few minutes she starts moaning, good, I'm doing something right.

"Put a finger or two in my vagina," she says.

I slip a finger into her, probing for who god knows what. I slip two fingers in now.

"Move your hand; don't just keep your fingers still in my pussy. Fuck me with your hand."

Fuck her with my hand? I haven't fucked anything yet with anything, how am I supposed to know how to fuck her with my hand. I start moving my hand in an in-and-out motion. My fingers are sliding in and out of her pussy now. She is starting to move her hips as I do this. Ah, feedback, I must be doing another thing right.

"Turn your hand up, palm up. Curl you fingers slightly and feel for my G-spot," she orders.

G-Spot? Now I'm feeling scared. I have heard of it, but also heard it's mysterious. I turn my hand and curl my fingers as she instructed. I continue to move my hand in and out.

"Feel for a fleshy mound with your finger tips, a few inches in."

"A fleshy mound? It's all fleshy in there." I say.

"It's a small mound, like a little upside down hill of flesh. There, you're on it, feel it?"

"Yes, I can feel it."

"Keep pressure on it while you rub your fingers in a circular motion. Get your tongue back on my clit.

Lick my clit, flick it with your tongue, suck it."

I am going to town on her clit now with my tongue. I'm trying to keep working her G-spot also, but it's hard for me to do two things at once, especially when I'm learning something new. She is starting to buck under me, it's hard to maintain contact with her clit as she is bucking, but I'm doing my best.

She starts moaning loudly and bucking wildly, I'm hanging on for dear life. She starts screaming "I'm cumming, I'm cumming! Nowww." Her pussy is quivering under my mouth and hand, it is soaking wet. I guess that was her orgasm. I just made a girl cum with my mouth during my first attempt at oral, I feel great.

I'm not sure what to do now, so I back my face away from her pussy and pull my hand out. She looks content. Molly motions with her fingers for me to come closer. I move up her body until my face is near hers. She kisses and licks my face. She is licking her pussy juice off my face. Damn, this is making me hot; my cock is like a rocket about to launch.

She stops kissing my face and she just lays there smiling at me. A moment later, "You can fuck me now."

So this is it, my big moment, I'm going to actually fuck a pussy. I try to find her hole with my dick. I push it against where I think her opening is, nothing. I back off and reposition and push again, still not getting it in.

She laughs at me. "Here let me show you a trick. Take your thumb and forefinger and feel for my vaginal opening. Feel it?"

"I think I got it."

"There you got it. Now spread the lips apart a little. Gently. Ok, now while you keep your fingers there, slide your cock through your palm and into the opening your fingers are making. You know how to slide your cock into your palm? Don't you?" she laughs.

I keep my thumb and finger spreading her pussy lips and slip my cock into my palm and past my thumb and forefinger. I feel the tip of my cock entering something; it's wet, but tight. It must be her pussy. I move my hand out of the way and push my cock forward, it moves past the tight resistance.

She is smiling at me now. That smile says I'm in.

This feeling is insane; it's like nothing I've ever felt before. It's beyond anything I could have ever imagined; it's beyond-beyond. My cock is sending wave after wave of sensations throughout my body. My cock is like a lightening rod, picking up electric shock sensations and distributing them up and down my spine. Her pussy feels like silk. No, silk is not quite it, it's more than silk. It's warm and wet, a cavern, no a glove; yes a glove of hot silky flesh that fits my cock just perfectly. Her pussy cells are communicating with my cock cells now; they have a language of their own. Electrical charges are being traded back and forth. My cock's nervous system has melted with her pussy's nervous system. Synapses are jumping between my cock and her pussy walls. Her pussy is massaging my cock as I slide in and out.

"Oh Jesus, this feels good," I utter between heavy breaths.

She is talking to me, but her words are not registering in my brain.

My God, what have I been missing all my life? This is incredible. I can't contain my orgasm; it's building faster and beyond my control.

"I'm going to cum," I announce. "Should I pull out?"

"No, fill me up."

I heard her say 'fill me up.' Now I just start going to town inside her. I shove my cock in as far as it would go. I guess this is what they call Balls Deep. I pull out until the head was almost out of her and ram in again. Another stroke and I feel my orgasm reaching a point of no return. One more stroke and I am shooting my milky white load deep into her. My orgasm is so intense. I feel I'm losing consciousness. All I can see are white lights, I can't hear anything. I must have passed out briefly.

"You Ok? You Ok?" I hear her say now.

Wow; I'm spent. I can barely move. It's hard for me to hold my weight off her, my arms are collapsing.

I need to get off her before I crush her. I crawl off her and head over to a chair nearby and collapse into the chair breathing heavily.

Silence, no words are spoken between us. I hear what sounds like the back door to the boathouse close.

I'm so spent I don't care if someone comes in. I wait for a while, no one.

"Did you cum?" I ask.

"No. I need you in me longer than that Sailor Boy," she laughs.

"I couldn't help it. Sorry."

"Don't be. That was your first time; I didn't expect you to be a stud. You'll get better."

Molly get's up and runs out of the boathouse, she dives into the lake.

I follow her. She swims out to the swim dock and climbs up the ladder and lies on the dock.

I join her. I'm lying next to her looking up at the stars; the sides of our bodies are touching. She turns on her side, and rests her head on my chest.

I am feeling overwhelmed. I don't know what's come over me; I want to tell her I love her.

"Don't tell me you love me," she says. How did she know what I was thinking? Can she read my mind!

"You just experienced your first time; you're going to have strong feelings. Lots of guys mistake it for love; it's not."

I'm glad I didn't blurt it out, damn I was just about to.

I try hard to resist those feelings. I want so bad to engulf her with my body, suck her into me, to become one with her.

"It's getting late," she says, and gets up, dives into the lake, swims ashore and is gone again.

I just lie there, I want to bask some more. I look at the sky and listen to the night sounds on the lake. The loons are waling their eerie calls. Time is passing dreamily. I think I've been here for about an hour. I better get going I think. I get up and dive into the lake a swim ashore.

I enter the cottage and my aunt is nowhere to be seen, she must have went to bed. I want to take a shower, my face and cock smell like pussy, but I'm too tired. I tell myself to take a shower in the morning before coming down for breakfast, don't want to smell like sex at the breakfast table. I crash on the bed.

The next thing that I am conscious of is that it's daylight and a feeling that my cock is being stroked. I'm in that state between dreamland and awake. I'm not sure if I am dreaming or not. It's not unusual for me to have erotic dreams in the morning, accompanied with morning wood, but this feels too real.

I awake and turn my head. My Aunt Kathy is sitting on the bed next to be, she is talking, I can't yet comprehend what she is saying, still too groggy. I become more awake as the seconds tick by. I realize my Aunt Kathy is, in fact, stroking my cock; I jump and sit up as the realization hits me.

"Shhhh... easy now, lie back down, relax, it's ok," she says in a soft reassuring voice. I ease back into the reclined position I was sleeping in. I look her in the eyes; I must have a scared expression on my face. She has a calm, reassuring expression.

She is cooing, "It's ok, everything is going to be ok," over and over again.

I want to say something, something like what I'm thinking: 'But Aunt Kathy, you're my Aunt!' But I don't, I'm frozen.

Somehow it starts to make sense and I feel it is right. Aunt Kathy asked Molly to take my virginity, so she was complicit in getting me laid last night. I start to have thoughts like: 'She's the master, the master planner; I need to succumb to her.' Then I think, 'no, she is my mother's sister, my aunt, this can't be happening.' I then think back to the time I heard what I thought was the back door to the boathouse; I heard it while I was masturbating a few times, and then last night while I was fucking Molly. I never saw anyone though, so I wasn't sure. And the time I masturbated on the swim dock; I thought I saw someone going up the path to the house, but wasn't sure. Was it my aunt? Had she been spying on me?

She bends down and takes a whiff of my cock. "Yumm. Smells like pussy. I see you're no longer a virgin," she says smiling a devilish smile.

"Aaa, yeah, me and Molly, aah," I could barely talk.

"Molly and I," she corrected me with a shit eating grin. "I know, I watched; it was beautiful."

"You watched?" I said with a startled expression in my voice. Even though I suspected, I had no conformation, and to hear her blurt it out shocked me.

"I saw it all, it was beautiful. I also saw you alone, in the boathouse, several times."

"What did you see?"

She squeezed my cock and smiled, "You know... And on the swim dock one night. You have a healthy appetite my dear boy."

The gig is up, I'm busted. I'm a masturbator, and until last night a virgin who could not manage to get himself laid. My aunt had to come to my rescue. I guess this why I let her stroke my cock. She is my sex guardian, my Godmother of sex. She knows me better than I know myself.

Aunt Kathy leaned over and took my cock in her mouth and started sucking me off. Oh, damn this feels good. It is so wrong, but so right. She stopped sucking, but continued stroking lightly, she wanted to talk some more.

"Molly took good care of you, just like I asked her to."

I suppose she expected me to be again shocked. I said nothing. Perhaps my aunt didn't think Molly told me she asked her to help me out.

"Molly told you that I asked her to take your virginity?"

I nodded.

"I see. Did she also tell you she and I have been together, in that way?"

Now I was shocked again. "No, she hadn't said anything about the two of you. Really? You and Molly?"

I was starting to see my aunt in a whole new light. She orchestrated my deflowering; the summer visit was her idea, and then arranged for Molly to do the deed. That alone I could pass off as a meddling aunt concerned that her nephew was slipping into forever-virgin territory. But now this! Here she was, stroking my cock, telling me she watched me masturbate, and telling me she has had sex with Molly. I begin to see my aunt as a sexual being, and why not? She is good looking for her age, hot in fact.

I just never saw it; she was always like a second mother to me. I start to look at her now with a different eye, an eye for sex.

She is kneeling on the bed next to me, leaning in so she can stroke my cock. I hadn't noticed until now she is wearing a sheer lose fitting negligee. As she leans over me her breasts are completely exposed to me. Her breasts look to be about a D cup, they are freckled, like the rest of her skin. She has reddish brown hair, lightly complected, and brown eyes. I hadn't noticed how sexy she is, until now. My cock pulses and grows harder as I look at her features, her breasts, her eyes.

"Yes, Molly and I have been occasional lovers for a few years now. She is only here during the summer, and she has no problem lining up boys, so it's not a steady thing. About 3 years ago, your Uncle Ted was on a business trip, and I was skinny dipping in the lake. Molly came down to the lake. She hadn't seen me yet; she peeled her clothes off and jumped in the water. I swam over to her and we started talking. One thing led to the other and we wound up in bed together."

"Oh my God, I'm cumming!" I scream and shoot my load all over my aunt's hands. The story of Aunt Kathy and Molly in bed together put me over the edge, I had a mental image of them in a sixty nine position and that's all it took.

My aunt is now licking my cum off her hands and moaning as if she is enjoying licking an ice cream cone.

"I see you're a hair trigger," she says smiling.

"Well, it didn't help you telling me about Molly and you," I protested.

"I bet you'd like to watch us? Maybe even join in?" she smiled that shit eating grin again.

She reaches up and pulls off her negligee. She is now completely naked in front of me. She leans over and sticks her breasts in my face. I eagerly take her breasts in my hands and bury my face in them, licking and sucking her large nipples. Her nipples are rock hard now, they are long, like little penises, I am devouring them, first the right one, then the left. Aunt Kathy moans with delight as I work her breasts. She continues to stroke my cock and she brings it back to life, soon it's rock hard again. She pulls her breasts away from my mouth and moves down between my legs and sucks my cock into her mouth. Damn, I'm in heaven again. I no longer feel any guilt associated with having sex with my aunt, my emotions are purely driven by lust at this point.

Aunt Molly is fingering herself while sucking my cock. I want to taste her pussy. I reach around for her ass and grab a handful of flesh and pull with my fingers. She get's the hint and moves her body so her pussy is over my face; she never loses contact with my cock in her mouth. Aunt Kathy lowers her twat on my face and I go in for some sweet mature pussy. She tastes good, a little stronger than Molly, but certainly still sweet. Her pussy is larger and wetter than Molly's also; my face is covered with her juices as I lap at her clit. Aunt Kathy suddenly lifts off me and turns her body around and positions her pussy just above my cock. In one deft move, she lowers herself on my hard shaft. She is in control of this fuck. She expertly moves and grinds her pussy on my cock. The expression on her face is of pure pleasure. She pumps her pussy up and down on my cock. My second orgasm is building fast; I don't know how much longer I can hold off.

"I'm cumming," she informs me as her head rolls back and her whole body quakes.

"So am I!" I yell out as I thrust up to meet her wild gyrations, and I unload my seed deep into her quim.

She collapses on my chest shaking. After a few minutes she looks into my eye and says, "Thank you Robert, I needed that." Aunt Kathy rolls off me and lies next to me with a smile on her face.

The both of use just lie there in silence looking at the ceiling. I hear a loon calling from the lake. I have this wonder feeling of contentment coursing throughout my body.

This is going to be a great summer.