Was one of those types that could barely stand having a boy touch their ass, much less actually putting their cock anywhere near it. I made a couple o... trips down to the railroad depot that summer to get the fetish out of my mind. Just past the track, there was a line of “torpedo” shacks built for the factory workers. Of course, the factory was closed now, but the owners were up somewhere in Canada and they allowed the former tenants to use the property as long as they maintained the grounds. It all started when my English teacher made us sit in assigned seats. My seat was next to Nicole’s.“Hey, Chad,” she said. I shyly waved back.That day, she especially got attention. She was wearing a long yellow daffodil dress. I could hear the catcalls and whistles. Some were funny, some not so. Nicole was slender with long, striking black hair when we first met, with no curves that would pop your eyes. However, that was not her best asset to me. That day in class, we were covering Lord of the. Down on the bed she sat, leaning back, opening her legsI dropped to me knees and she scooted to the end of the bed. The smell of sex was without question, and without the light, was all I had. “Come up her for a second,” My wife said.I did, and was met with her worn panties. “Put your nose in the crotch,” She directed. I did. I felt some wetness around my mouth and nose as she pushed them into my face.“Can you taste it?” She asked.I could, though most had dried up into the fabric and was. Myaunt is a widow with a daughter aged 22 years. Being a typical Indianmale, I am an engineering student right now doing my postgraduatestudies.It all starts about an year ago on my birthday march 27th. I used to comehome late, generally about 2-3 am in the morning. Had a bunch of greatfriends and loved hanging out with them late and since we live in theheart of the city, things don't close down early. On my birthday lastyear, I came home at 4 in the morning. I was completely sloshed andknocked.