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Part Two.
That morning came to be the most miserable day of my life. Being dressed and taken to the funeral parlour to say goodbye to mum and dad, seeing the caskets there in front of the small altar, bunches of flowers on top of both of them. I wasn't allowed to see their faces for the last time, hearing a whisper being given to uncle that I wouldn't recognise them, which made me start to cry as an eulogy was given by uncle about the loss that we had all come to say our goodbyes to, thanking all those that had attended this sad day. With the sombre and sad music being played, we watched as the caskets slowly in turn, disappeared on the small conveyor belt of the crematorium.
Auntie,' I said after they had disappeared. I know we will be given their ashes later, but can you ask them to see that they are put in the same urn so that I know that even though they are dead, they will still be together?'
This brought a flood of tears from auntie as she nodded her head and slowly rose up from our pew that was at the front and went and spoke to the priest or vicar that had seen to the words of them passing from this life. I saw him nod his head and that was it. My parents had now left this earth and it was up to me to always remember them.
I was surprised at just how many people had attended the funeral, getting most of them later at the wake to come and shake my hand, the men that is and getting a kiss on the cheek from the women as they gave me their condolences. This was held in the local town hall reception room and it was a pretty good feast when all's said and done, though I could only pick at the odd bits on the plate that I was given.
In a way, I was thankful that it was now all over and that I could escape as it were, to just be with my aunt and uncle and not with the crowd that had turned up. The rest of the day was a blur to me except for the fact that as soon as we got home, we stripped off and stayed naked. Oh, I also sucked auntie's tits again and had her stroke my dick in bed that night.
I was back to normal on Sunday, if you can say I was normal after reading what I've written so far, but you ain't read nothing yet to say yea or nay to me being normal. It was strange but nice to be naked all day, sitting down for breakfast and looking at a pair of lovely big tits that I got to suck on every night. Then after the meal, go and sit on uncle's lap, feeling his cock move about under my bum as I read the Sunday newspaper to him. It was good doing that, I'm referring to reading the paper, not feeling his cock underneath me. When a difficult word came up, I can read your mind, thinking of his cock coming up, uncle would get me to read it a couple of times over, correcting my pronunciation of it and also getting me to spell it out after a few readings, but then without looking at the word, to get the spelling right. Doing this every day, definitely helped me in my English class later in school.
Talking of school, Monday came round and I had to put clothes on to walk to school that morning to get many of my friends and most of the teachers there, saying how sorry they felt for me at losing both parents. It really was just them repeating what had been said in the church and at the wake afterwards as most of them had attended anyway. The subject was then dropped for which I was thankful and got on with trying to follow all that I was being taught.
That week seemed to fly by, as I now liked getting home to my aunt and uncle's home which I could now call mine too, taking my clothes off and being naked for the evening and getting to play with Auntie's tits in bed of an evening. The difference was that because they both went off to the shop the same time as I went to school, I got home before them as the shop didn't close until five o'clock, so it was half five when they arrived, almost an hour after me.
I would have already laid the table for dinner after taking my clothes off and as soon as they got home, they too stripped off and auntie went into the kitchen to see to dinner while I sat on uncle's lap and read the newspaper.
It was Saturday morning that I got a shock, for with them getting dressed to go to work, auntie put the dress she had made, on me!
`Why auntie?' I exclaimed.
`We're taking you to the shop so that customers can see just how good the dresses are that I make. And you look wonderful in it. Now let's brush your hair and it's long enough now to give you a pony tail.' Now I knew what this was and so this she did and tied it up at the back with a pink ribbon to match the colour of the dress. Then with both of them either side of me, held my hands as we went off to the shop. Boy, didn't I feel self conscious walking along wearing this dress when I was a boy underneath it.
In the shop, I had to sit down on a chair until a customer walked in, and then I had to stand up for Auntie to tell whoever it was, that it was a dress that she had made and could make one for one of their girls in they wanted.
`Turn round Norma,' auntie would say, me blushing at now being given that name when wearing a dress. So I became their fashion model every Saturday and eventually got to like wearing any dress she made and posing in front of customers and how nice it was to feel the breeze coming up under the hem when walking along the street with them. But at the same time, still liked being naked at home.
That night, it was different in the bedroom. Auntie came in as usual but this time she turned on the bedside lamp before getting into bed with me. She stretched herself out and pushed the covers down to her waist and instead of pulling me to one of her tits to suck, pointed at one.
`Do it yourself this time Norman,' she said smiling at me. I didn't need telling twice and so rolled onto my side and could now really see what I was going to suck on and did just that. With me lying on my side next to her, her hand was able to come down between us and she began playing with my dick. I use the word dick because to me, it wasn't big enough to be called a cock. Uncle had a cock while I only had a dick, though it could still get hard and stick out like uncle's had that night when he first saw me in a dress.
So with me sucking on auntie's tits, she worked her hand on my dick and made that stick out and give me a lovely feeling in my stomach. After quite a few minutes of her playing with it, pushed me off of her so that I was then flat on my back as she leaned over and kissed me.
`Do you like me playing with your pecker?' she asked. She was referring to my dick of course and from then on, always called it that until it eventually became a cock.
`Yes, I do auntie,' I replied.
`Do you like sucking and playing with my tits too?' was the question.
`Yes auntie.'
`Would you like me to suck on your pecker? You'll like it as much as I like you sucking on my tit,' she said, the smile still on her face.
`If you want to,' I said.
So that really was the start of having sex between us, her pushing the covers right down to my knees and moving down herself to lift my dick up straight and then bend her head to take the whole thing into her hot mouth.
What a grand and lovely feeling it was as well as the excitement it created within my body as she pushed the foreskin down with her lips and then had her tongue move round over the bared flesh, making me quiver with delight at all the strange new sensations that flowed out from under her ministrations of it.
I squirmed with delight the way she sucked and tongued it, also the delicate nibbling with her teeth up and down the shaft. The added delight was to feel her hand and fingers moving my small balls about underneath as she sucked and teased my dick. I was in a euphoric heaven with the pleasure I was being given and was rather crestfallen when she stopped, moving up the bed to kiss me.
`Did you like that?' she asked after several rather passionate kisses.
`Yes auntie. Thank you. It was just great!' I gushed, loving the feel of her tits being squashed against my chest.
`Would you like to stroke my pussy?' she then asked.
`Pussy? I didn't know you had a cat,' was my stupid reply, but at least it made her laugh.
It's not a cat and it doesn't have fur, claws or teeth. Here,' and she took my hand and ran it down over her stomach to where I felt the smooth skin that had been shaven and felt the lips of her labia. This is my pussy,' she said in a sultry voice that was rather erotic. `Rub it with your fingers and open the entrance to my pussy.' Now this was another first for me and didn't really know what I was doing, but did as she asked and rubbed that smooth skin, feeling the softness of the lips that were there and found that they parted quite easily and my fingers went in between them.
It was rather wet inside her pussy and not really knowing what to do, just probed about with my fingers making her give out a shudder now and again, not knowing them that my fingers had made contact with her clit.
That's nice Norma,' she said in a slow voice, not noticing that she had used the girls name for me. Will you use your mouth and tongue in my pussy like I did with your pecker. Do that and I'll suck on you again,' she purred, her legs moving themselves apart. Well I wanted her to suck on my dick again and so I moved down the bed and got in between her open legs and found it rather awkward to do so, so I got my hands down over her thighs and opened up the lips with my fingers and began to use my tongue inside her. I didn't know then that this was my introduction to performing the art of cunnilingus, though she called it sucking her pussy.
There were juices there for me to lick at and found it quite pleasant to the taste and it didn't take me long to notice that every time my tongue rasped over and around the little bud near the top, her body gave out a shiver. So this I concentrated on, licking it until it became a hard nodule and by burying my nose into her flesh, could nip it with my teeth which made her really shudder. I kept playing with this as well as dipping my tongue into her inner body and was a little alarmed when her body went stiff and she began to buck her hips up to my mouth and with a shudder, felt a lot of juices start to flow down to my mouth which I took in and drank.
When the flow stopped and I had licked her clean, I raised my head up and looked at her looking down at me.
`Was that okay?' I asked.
Okay? Okay?' she cried. That was heaven Norma,' and she half sat up and pulled me up her body to hold me in her arms and wildly kiss me all over my face. I didn't know then that I had just had my first voyage down on a woman and had brought her up to having an orgasm. I could feel her heart beat being transmitted through her breasts that I was lying on top of, though not for long, for she then rolled me over onto my back and went down on me again to suck and gently chew on my pecker as she called it.
She eventually gave up and came back up and kissed me.' This has been a wonderful evening Norma. Did you enjoy it?'
`Yes auntie. It was great,' I said.
`Shall we do the same tomorrow night?'
`Yes please.'
`Okay, now it's time that you went to sleep,' she said, giving me another kiss before getting out of my bed and turning of the light and leaving the bedroom. I snuggled down in the bed and played with my still hard pecker reliving the moments of being down between her legs and drifted off to sleep.
We did this to each other every night for the rest of the week and on Saturday morning, had a dress put on me and had my hair put into a pony tail again before being taken to the shop with both of them. I didn't mind being called Norma, especially when I was wearing this dress and actually did a pirouette in the shop, loving the feel of the dress swirling round my legs. I did this in front of a customer who had brought in her daughter and liked the dress I was wearing and asked auntie if one could be made for her girl. This pleased auntie and as the girl was the same height as me, it wouldn't be a problem she told the woman and it would be ready the following Saturday.
You made Becky's day today in the shop,' uncle said that evening as I sat in his naked lap before reading the newspaper. We're both proud of you.'
This puffed me up and found that it had giving me a hard on at his words. He found this out when his arms came round my waist as I was reading out what the paper had printed. His hand had brushed against it and then had his hand take hold of it and began to gently move his hand up and down on my hard little dick. I enjoyed it and carried on reading as his hand was pleasing me. This was the beginning of him seducing me like auntie had already done, well up to a point anyway.
Back at school, one of the other boys had got hold of an adult picture book and during our lunch break, went behind the sheds and looked at the pictures of naked men and women having sex. There were four of us looking at the different pages and all had our peckers rise up and with one pulling it out of his trousers, we all did and began rubbing it like mad, though none of us were able to have an orgasm. What fascinated me the most was seeing a woman sucking on a man's cock, just like auntie did to me though we also saw a man shooting his cum over a woman's face with her trying to catch it in her mouth. This made me wonder if when I was finally able to cum, would she take it in her mouth as she sucked on me? I thought of asking if she would, but backed out of asking her when in bed together.
The summer holidays arrived and I would have six weeks before the next term, and so I spent every day at the shop wearing a dress and now really loved wearing one and showing off in front of customers. Auntie was delighted at the orders she began getting to make one for other girls. Other girls? Where did that suddenly come from I thought. Was I really thinking of myself as being a girl? When you're in a dress, yes, said the voice in my head. I couldn't come up with an answer to that.
That evening after dinner, I was sitting on uncle's lap, reading the paper when he took it from my hand and gave me a book to read.
Here, start reading this,' he said. Becky tells me you are old enough now to start properly.'
What had she said to him? Did she tell him what we have been doing in my bed? I wanted to ask him what she had said, but I didn't have the bottle to do so, but then guessed that she must have told him everything. What with her being missing from his bed for a short time each night and him now giving me this book to read, the title being "Sex for Beginners."
I flipped through some of the pages first and saw many had drawings of the parts of the human body in quite some detail and others showing different positions for having sex between a man and a woman. The first ten pages went on about the sexual parts of both sexes, my pecker up stiff and hard at reading the written words and had uncle holding my pecker and slowly rubbing his hand up and down on it.
It wasn't until the following evening that I got to the part about masturbation. His hand was moving up and down on my pecker as I read out how and why it was done.
`Do you do this yourself?' he asked me.
`Er, some...sometimes,' I stuttered, feeling my face go red, though he couldn't see this with me sitting on his lap facing away from him.
`Had an emission yet?'
`Er,...what's that?'I asked, my voice trembling and my pecker really throbbing in his hand.
`Cumming. Shooting your load,' he said.
`You mean the sperm, as it says in the book?'
`Yes. That's the correct word though it is also known as semen.'
`No,' I answered in a low voice.
Well you will soon as you get older. Do you know what it looks like?' he asked, me feeling his cock getting harder under my bum. Would you like to see?' he asked, his cock now throbbing against my bum.
`If...if...if you want to show me,' I stuttered, not really knowing what he was going to do.
`Well let's get comfortable first,' was his answer, and letting go of my pecker, pulled me up with one hand round my waist so that his other hand could pull down his cock so that it was between my legs before he sat me back down. Now I had his cock sticking out beneath mine, making it look as though I had two penises. See! I remembered the word from the book that the male organ was called a penis. I nearly laughed then at remembering a quotation that our English teacher asked us to write down with me not separating all the words so it read as "The penis mightier than the sword". Not The pen is mightier etc. Well his looked big enough to do a lot of stabbing.
His right hand came round to my front and with his thumb underneath my pecker, his fingers curled round the shaft of his cock and he held it in a firm grasp and started moving his hand up and down on it. I could see the skin that covered the head kept moving back on his downward hand movement as he began jerking himself off. Another word that I learned from the boys at school. Jerking off.
His left hand was holding me round the waist as his right hand moved quite fast, up and down, up and down until I felt his thighs tighten up beneath me and he gave out a groan and I then saw some milky like fluid come erupting out of the eye of his cock in spurts, shooting out onto the carpet. At least six of them before I felt his body relax beneath me with just a dribble now coming out of the eye and over his fingers. This hand then disappeared behind me and I now know that he licked it off with his tongue, but saw more of this later.
There,' he said, his hand coming back down to take hold of my small pecker in comparison to his, back into his hand. That's what cum looks like. You'll come to that part later in the book for that is what can produce babies in a woman.' I had nothing to say at the time having been mesmerised at actually seeing the result of masturbation, seeing what was inside a man to come out like that it streams.
Well that's enough for tonight, as it's time for your bed,' he said, taking the book from my hand. You can carry on reading some more tomorrow night.' So I got up from his lap, looking down to see that his cock had started to deflate back to its normal size before giving him a goodnight kiss and then going up to my bedroom. I didn't stop to kiss auntie for I knew that she would come in later to kiss and play with me.
She came into the room and got into bed with me and pulled me half on top of her, feeling her breast getting squashed against my chest as she kissed me.
`You saw uncle Roger jerking off then,' she said, it not really being a question.
`He told you?' I asked.
`No. I saw it. I also heard you reading from that sex book that we have and now know about masturbation,' she said.
`Yes, and all of the parts of a man and woman,' I replied.
`I suppose tomorrow you'll read about fellatio and cunnilingus,' she said.
`What are they?' I asked.
`When I suck on your pecker...' she began.
`Penis,' I interrupted her.
Penis, pecker, cock, weapon etc. There are many different words for it, but yes, penis is the correct word, but I prefer to call yours your pecker,' she said giving it a stroke and began rubbing it in her hand. Now when I suck on it, that's called fellatio, and when you are sucking on me, that called cunnilingus.'
`I didn't see it being called a pussy.' I told her.
`Well that's just a name for the whole parts of a woman's sex. Would you like for us to both do it together this time?' she asked.
`If we could, yes, but how?' I was still green in those days.
Move down the bed and I'll show you,' she said and waited till I had done as she told me to. Now this is how we can do it,' as she then straddled my head and as she bent down, and almost lying on top of me, she lowered her pussy down to my face as she took the head of my pecker into her hot mouth. She told me afterwards that this was called the sixty nine position and so I began to stick my tongue in between those soft lips, but couldn't do in properly, so had to work my hands up to be able to open them up properly for me to delve into her sex to lick and suck on her.
I found it better to have my hands up by my face for she would have suffocated me with her pressing downwards. I now knew that the little bud that got hard was her clit and a sensitive organ almost the same as that piece of flesh on the head of my pecker that held the G string of the foreskin to the flesh of the head that was just as sensitive to me, making me quiver and have strange sensations when her tongue moved over it.
So she teased the head of my pecker as I teased her clit, knowing that I could bring her up to an orgasm whereas I couldn't have one at the time and wondered when the hell I was going to be to do what uncle Roger had done earlier. Would she take it into her mouth as I had taken her juices? This I had to ask later for she was now really pressing herself down onto my face as her body started to tremble with her still gently chewing on my pecker. With one big shudder, her juices were released in her orgasm and I nearly choked on the amount that filled my mouth, but managed to swallow it and then lick the residue that was still coming out of her vagina.
She eventually lifted her head up off of me and her pussy and swung her leg back over as she turned round and moved up and gave me a kiss on my wet mouth, licking some of her own juices off my lips.
That was lovely Norma,' she breathed into my mouth as we kissed. I can't wait for you to be able to cum for me to taste what you will be like.'
`You mean that you would take my sperm, er, cum, into your mouth and swallow it?' I asked.
`Yes.'
`Do...do you do that with uncle Roger?' I asked again.
`Quite often. I think you would like it, for I certainly do,' she said. Was she suggesting that I sucked on uncle's cock and take into my mouth what I had seen shoot out of it onto the carpet? I had to ask.
`Do you mean...are you saying that I should suck on him then?'
`Not if you don't want to, but you'll be missing out a good thing,' she said.
`A good thing for who? Him or me?' I had to say.
`Both of you would like it,' was the reply.
`But he's a man!' I cried.
`So what? Many men suck on each other the same as a lot of women do the same to each other,' she said.
`But I couldn't take it all in my mouth! It's so big,' I cried.
Silly. You only take the head in and use your hand to jerk him off and then you'll make him cum,' she replied, giving me a kiss. I promise you, you'll like it and then want more,' she added in a whisper.
`I...I couldn't do down there in the lounge. You'd see me!' I said.
`Well he could come in here instead of me,' she said.
`What would he think of me if I did?'
`He'd love you even more than he does now,' she replied.
`He loves me?'
Of course he does. As much as I love you. Think of the fun it would be, you two together like we are now,' she said. Think about doing it tomorrow night,' and she gave me one last kiss before getting out of bed and turning the lamp off before leaving me alone.
My mind was all in a whirl at what she suggested and that I would like it. The pros and cons of this was thrown back and forth in my mind as I settled down for the night and finally came up with the adage that the proof of the pudding was in the eating of it, and with that thought in mind, fell asleep.