In the beach house where we stayed yesterday, it was pacifyingly quiet, still sleeping after the difficult move yesterday and, comfortably sitting on the spacious soft trestle beds, they snuffled peacefully, surrendering themselves to the power of Hypnosis. Behind the big southern window with half-open shutters, they were flooded with the morning trill, happily greeted the rising sun, little restless, fancy colorings, birds, fluttering from branch to branch of a large acacia bush nearby ... In the distance over the vast blue sea, something shouted to each other gulls, and somewhere behind the cottage wall, the woodpecker drummed the shot ... The alarm clock, lit by the azure rays of the early sun, showed at five to eight, and I realized that I woke up, closing my eyes and sweetly yawning, getting up, sat on the bed. The warm, clean sea air, mixed with the aromas of wild flowers, finally drove the dream, leaving behind only a surge of vigor and strength ...

My name is Iron, Iron Brownschwager, I'm a 6th grade student, I'm 12 years old, and the story I want to tell you happened to me during this summer vacation, when Aunt Vika and her friend Aunt Sveta took me with them for a week to the sea, to relax in the houses, which is a tourist base. Aunt Vika is my mother's cousin, to whom we stopped to visit on the way to my mother's symposium (she had to take me with her, since she had no one to leave at home). When she learned what was the matter, Aunt Vika, unconditionally suggested to her mother to take me with her - “to gain health at the sea, to the place of what would have withered in a dusty hotel in Moscow” - so she said. My mother, realizing all the truth of what was said, although she did not agree. The next day, my mother flew to Moscow to her symposium (I have a very busy person - Ph.D.), and we went by train here. An old friend of Aunt Vicki’s aunt Sveta went with us. Two days later we were at the sea ...

Quickly pulling on my shorts and a jersey abandoned by the bed, I tried not to make any noise and headed for the slightly open front door.

I went out onto the veranda and was numb, Aunt Sveta, a 32-year-old, well-groomed, gorgeous brunette with long curly hair curling from curlers, was lying on the couch completely naked! ... More precisely, the sheet, crumpled in a dream, no longer covered her mistress , lonely slipping on the floor, shamelessly allowing you to consider the whole nature of women. Aunt Sveta lay on her back, her arms outstretched on both sides, exposing her armpits overgrown with black hair, tilting her head back and with her mouth slightly open, sweetly sniffing. Her loose hair scattered on a flowery pillow, large breasts, topped with huge red-brown pronounced roundels, with one and a half centimeter piping of the nipples, dispersed to the sides, peacefully swayed to the beat of breathing ... But it was not my view that rushed! The fact is that on Aunt Sveta did not have panties, silk, cream-colored, with a guipure insert in the middle, they were dropped together with stockings at the head of the couch ... A neat navel on an appetizing tummy, which, with a sweet fold, went into the pubis, covered with thick hair with such a density that its base was practically not accessible to the observer, everywhere only 5-6 cm pitch-black hairs sticking out like a wire ...

From the picture that presented to me, I somehow felt uneasy, a chill ran down my back, realizing that I see the forbidden thing and staring here as a picture of a sleeping one and there is nothing unsuspecting, Aunt Sveta, I'm not doing well, I, nevertheless that could not help it. My legs suddenly stopped obeying me, not submitting to my commands to run away from here, but my view wanted to look now only in one hidden place, and Aunt Sveta between her legs had this place hidden from my eyes only with black hair. Oh! If...

... I don’t know how much I stood still in the first, in my life, with my own eyes, a naked aunt ... No, of course, from the first class I knew from the words of the guys that this overgrown part of the body is called “pubis”, which precedes is a kind of slit-like hole - "pussy", from which women and girls pee. And in which adult men insert their members, which, for some reason swelling, increase in size, splash there, it is not clear where the urine took place, white liquid - "molofye", experiencing a "high", and from that there are children. Sanya Ivanov, even somehow dragged a magazine to the school, where this very act - “fucking” - was photographed. I didn’t really see, a lot of boys came up, and then the class teacher, Nina Petrovna, came in and cursed strongly, picked up the coveted magazine, sending Sanya to the director’s office, from which he later came all over. But the main thing, why I was somehow skeptical about this process, is that once, with the words of classmates, I decided to “jerk off” at home. When there was no one, I began to knead my penis, he supposedly had to swell, I don’t know, maybe I have something not like the others, but I only crumpled and crumpled him, but there wasn’t any sense, I just blushed, and that's all. Then I got tired of it, and I went to play on the console, never returning to it.

... So, now, looking at the hairs in the lower abdomen of Aunt Sveta, through which something irregularly looked through what irregularities, I suddenly felt a strong stir in my underpants. With my dick, for the first time in my life, something was not going well, he suddenly had little space in shorts, he was all tensed up, becoming big and solid ... I was so consumed with vision and with my own feelings that I hadn’t known before that the rest the world has ceased to exist for me ... So that when I finally heard behind my back, quiet footsteps of Aunt Victoria, who, waking up and throwing a striped terry robe almost to the floor, stood behind me, I almost died from the gap hearts! Jumping on the spot as if stung, I goggled at my aunt, turned white with shame and horror, with an inarticulate groan, while feeling that my swollen member was convulsively sending a splash of blood all over my body before this unexplored feeling of bliss, rushed out of the body house !!!

... I have never experienced such a shock in my life! ... Tears rushed at me in a huge stream, and I, roaring, ran and ran away, completely dismantling the road. When, finally, exhausted, I fell on the grass, being somewhere on a glade among morning cedars and pines, I roared for a long time, unable to rise from the ground! ... It seemed to me that everything! Life is over! ... What a shame! ... And when Aunt Victoria will tell mother everything !!! !!! A - a - a! ... And a new wave of tears rolled to her throat! ...

... Somewhere then, I was not noticeable to myself, fell fast asleep ...

... Wake up from tickling on the nose - an ant in all studied my face, sharply jumping, I shook him off. Looking around, at first I did not understand where I was ... Remembering what had happened, I sat down again on the grass, indulging in my gloomy thoughts ...

... I guess I slept for 6 hours or so. If I woke up at eight in the morning, now it was not less than 2 o'clock in the afternoon. I wanted to eat, and even drink more. Having decided never to return from the forest, he went in search of food and water.

... Found a bush, some sort of red sour berries, did not satisfy the feeling of hunger, but only vice versa. Although, here is a stream that fled nearby, not only got drunk, but also allowed, finally, to wash the burnt, swollen face. Having fought with myself for about an hour, and finally realizing the whole hopelessness of my position (mainly due to the murmur of the stomach), I began to look for a way to the beach house, which, I must say, was not difficult. In anticipation of the worst forebodings, I slowly headed for the cottage ...

... The first person I saw, cautiously climbing onto the veranda, was Aunt Victoria, who, in a white silk blouse, tied at the stomach and blue skin-tight jeans ankle-length, was leaving the open door of the house with