Most of the lights were out in his room and he stood there completely naked with a long hard dick. He just looked for a moment and then closed the bli...ds, but that dick stuck in my head and I felt a little excited about it – something that I would never have thought possible. I stood there trying to get that image out of my head when the blind open again and he stood there looking out stroking his cock. I felt my heart pounding with excitement that I could in no way understand – I was also. My bone structure like my buttocks were my stand out features, and my sex drive was legendary, they called me the 'Fingering Queen', and I was proud of it.Some of the girls were beautiful and in love with me. They were rounded well after puberty and horny for me, so sleeping with a bevy of beauties was always high on my agenda, having my pussy licked by girl fighting to get between my long legs was gratifying enough, but it left me all confused, and I wondered if uncle Joe's early influence on. Rather than act rashly, I got back into bed, explored my new body,orgasmed twice (deeply, passionately, enthusiastically), and then gotup and got showered and got dressed. It was 11 o'clock; the day awaitedme.I went downstairs. Mom and dad were still out shopping. I made somebreakfast. Actually, it was more of a lunch / snackie thing, 11 being atad late for breakfast and a bit too early for lunch. Regardless, Iprepared and ate food. I drank my OJ and sooner rather than later hadto urinate.Door.. My eyes always trespass her saree to see her navel. I used to see her when she use to do household chores, at times I saw her pallu slipping down her shoulder. But some how I could resist my self by masturbation. Many times I touched her waist accidentally or casually but she never reacted, at times I really wonder what made my uncle drink so much of alcohol, I mean my aunty is so charming & mesmerizing that she could be the fantasy of every man on this mother earth who ever see’s her once..