A visit to the VCT
Note : This story is completely fictional!
Since I did my form four back in the year 2005, my Aunt has always insisted that I go for a V.C.T. She counsels and tests people for H.I.V in Nairobi while I have been staying in mombasa with my family.
When we close college (first semister) I decided to go to visit her at Nairobi where she stays. That is may this year 2008. She is single and lives alone.
When I arrived, she took issues with me for not going for V.C.T despite her continued insistence. Since I didn't want to annoy her, I told her that I will go the following day.
She suggested that I visit the V.C.T where she works that she would want to personally counsel me. I thought it will be fun and it will save me the trouble of having to convince her that I really went.
So, the following day I followed her to her work place. When I got there it was almost lunch time. I found her finishing with the last client so that she can close briefly to go for lunch. When she was through with him, I knocked at the door, she shouted back that she was closing briefly and that I should come back in the afternoon.
When she saw my face, she was surprised and then ushered me to sit down.
we talked alot and she asked me many questions such as whether I had sex in the
last 12 months of which I told her no.
Then after taking my blood sample for testing, she asked me whether I knew how to use a condon. I replied no, then she took a plastic cock and started explaining to me how to put it.
I jokingly asked her whether I should try and put it on my penis. She gave me a hard look and then stood up, went to the door and locked it. she then drew the curtains and lit the electric lamp. I was seated there unknowing what will happen next.
she then, carried her chair and told me to remove my penis. I did that without estation. It was not erect. she took hold of it and caressed it a little but it did not erect. she looked into my eyes. stood up and slowly started to undress, she exposed her tight breasts, then her stomach then her buttocks since she had faced the opposite direction.
at this point my 8 inch cock assumed a hard rock erection. she then came closer to me and helped me to undress. torn a packed of condoms and helped me to where them. then she bent over the table. I come behind her and started caresing her breasts from the back.
she held my cock and slowly directed it into her pussy. for a second I felt my cock sank in the most smoothness of a life time. Without hestation I fucked her holding her breasts. she was blocking her mouth with the back of her hand to muffle the mourns she was making. I fucked her untill I cummed deep inside her. I removed my cock from her pussy, she helped remove the condoms and threw them in the dust bin. we then dreased up and went together to check the results. they were negative.
I think am tired of making love to my relatives. I need a true sex partner in my life. A woman crazy for sex. my email adress is m.ngina [at] yahoo.com . If you are beautiful and ready for serious fucking please contact me. please.
back to the story, later my aunt come back home very early that day. we closed all the doors and I fucked her in the bathroom as we bathed, I fucked her in the kitchen as she cooked, I fucked her in the sitting room as we ate and watched T.V. and finally fucked her the whole night on her bed. I spent one month at her place and everytime we were at home we used to stay naked and fuck at every smallest provocation. Now she wants me to be visiting her everytime we close college. I guess am going to be having a long fucking life!!!!!!!!!
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