Good morning everyone.
I'm an avid reader of erotic stories, and yesterday, after reading several, I got excited and decided to share a little about my experience during my first sexual encounters.

My name is Luciana and I am 55 years old. I have large, robust breasts, a little belly but nothing protruding, proportional to my age, and a wide, greedy, and hairy pussy—a characteristic I've adopted because men go crazy when they see it.

The event occurred in the countryside where we lived. My mother became pregnant by a Black man she met and had a relationship with, during which I was conceived. After that, he disappeared, and I never met him. I was born very fair-skinned; I didn't inherit my father's lineage because my mother is very white. As the years passed, my mother married a dark-skinned man, they started a family, and so my brothers and sisters were born. Everything was going smoothly; my mother at her job, he at his job, and that's how we lived—not in luxury, but lacking nothing.

When I got older and my body started changing, my stepfather's advances began, first with touches, then words telling me I was beautiful, caresses, and I thought it was just affection on his part and I felt loved. I developed quickly; by 10 I already had small breasts, pubic and armpit hair, quite developed for my age, and I believe that my mother's comments about my development with my stepfather were the trigger for everything to begin.

Things escalated very quickly between him and me. Every time my mother left, he would take advantage and come over for a little something, until one day he went further and took the initiative to hug and kiss me from behind. I stood there motionless, without reacting. Feeling the kisses on my neck and shoulders, and his hands massaging my breasts, I felt my body react. My pussy started to get wet to the point of feeling my panties damp. He moved his hands down my body until he reached my shorts, touching and squeezing my pussy through my clothes. I sighed loudly, and he liked it and said to me: "You like it, don't you, you little slut? Just like your mother, that whore, she pretends to be difficult but can't resist a caress." At that moment, he pressed me against his body, and I felt something very hard and throbbing against my back. Hearing a noise, he let go of me and left. I stood there motionless, my legs still trembling. I sighed and went to my room. I grabbed a towel and went to take a shower. When I got to the bathroom, I took off my clothes and saw my panties were all wet. I stretched them out to see my pussy with all the wet hair. I ran my finger over it and loved the feeling, but I stopped there and finished my shower. My mother arrived soon after, we had dinner and watched TV. I was there playing with my brothers, and then we went to sleep. There were two bedrooms; she stayed in one with my younger brother, and the other with me and my brothers.
In the morning I woke up, took a shower, and went to school with my brothers, and that was on my mind. We arrived home after class, I heated up lunch, he arrived with my mother, we ate lunch, and we continued our normal life. My mother only taught at school in the mornings, and he went to work. Late in the afternoon, my very devout mother went to church with my siblings, and I stayed behind to prepare dinner. He arrived, took a sip of coffee, and sat watching me. He started complimenting me, even asking if I liked him kissing me. I just nodded, affirming that I did, and he said, "You're a slut just like your mother, that hottie." He asked if I felt scared. I turned around and said I felt scared because of something touching my back. I asked what it was, and he laughed and said it was his hard cock. He stood up, lowered his pants, and it was indeed already hard, pointing out through his underwear. He called me over and asked if I wanted to see it. I nodded yes and went to him. I stood in front of him, and he lowered his underwear, revealing a dark, hairy, veiny cock. I was mesmerized by the sight, and it was throbbing. He grabbed it and pulled back the foreskin, revealing a purple, glistening head. He asked, "Did you touch what was hard behind you yesterday?" I reached out and grabbed the base, he sighed loudly, it throbbed in my hand. He grabbed my shoulders and pulled me to his side, removed my hand and repositioned it, then placed his hand over mine and began to masturbate. I watched that thick thing, barely fitting in my hand, sliding over it, and he groaned softly. I just followed the movement he made with his other hand. He began to caress my hair and started saying: "Did you know your mother likes my cock? That she loves it, that she likes to suck it, that she loves it inside her, that your father was a pervert who violated your mother and that's why she became a whore in bed?" And he began to make faster movements, and it throbbed even more, and he ejaculated and groaned loudly. Four thick, white spurts came out together and fell to the floor, and he was trembling, his hand breaking on his penis.

He let go of me, turned around, fixed my hair, gave me a kiss on the forehead and another on the lips, a quick peck. He straightened his clothes, sat back down at the table, and told me to put the pots away because my mother would be arriving soon. I went back to the stove, and he got up, grabbed a piece of paper from the bedroom, cleaned up what he had spilled on the floor, and threw it in the trash can. He looked at me and said, "Don't tell your mother anything. I know you liked it, and if you keep going like this, everyone will be happy."

And I went to the room, my mother arrived, my siblings, the table was already set, and we had dinner, watched TV, shared stories, went to sleep, and I couldn't sleep, and I didn't have the same sensation as the time he hugged me. I didn't get wet or feel any sensation at all; I could only feel it throbbing in my hand. Later I heard them talking and soon after I got up and peeked through the crack in the door and saw him and my mother kissing, standing outside the bed. He was in his underwear with his penis pointing forward, and she was wearing the flowered nightgown she always wore. He was running his hand over her and started to take off her nightgown until she was naked. He lowered his underwear and his penis popped out, throbbing. She bent down and grabbed it, starting the same movements I had made for him hours before. He said something to her, and she bent down, started kissing and licking, and then put it in her mouth. He was caressing her hair and started making movements against her mouth, and she was pressing against him too. At one point, she took her mouth away and spat on it, then rubbed her face against his penis, getting all covered in spit. She looked at him, and he spat in her face, and she, with her mouth open and tongue out, just moaned. That started to give me a tingling sensation in my body, and I felt my vagina getting wet. Again I looked and she told him to come suck me all over, just the way you like it. He grabbed her, gave her a big kiss on the mouth, on the nape of her neck, on her ear, kissed her breasts, sucked and bit them, and she moaned. He grabbed her arms, started kissing her, and lifted her up high, kissing her armpit and started sucking her whole armpit. He turned her to face the door and I went behind her, and there I saw my mother completely naked in front of me, big, sagging white breasts with hard, light brown nipples, and he was touching and kissing her from behind, a big, very hairy pussy. He started to go down and opened her ass, and she, impious, told him to suck my ass, you pervert, stick your tongue in. And he started sucking with gusto, and he was moving his breasts and moaning very deliciously. I looked to the side at the bed where my brother was sleeping. It wasn't long before she said, "I'm going to cum while you're sucking my ass, you bastard," and she dodged to the side, grabbed his head, and started forcing it down. She moaned much faster and breathlessly, and said, "No, stop, I'm going to cum! Stick your tongue in, suck my ass!" and she arched her back even more. I was watching from the front when I saw her legs trembling and she came, and it came out like a huge stream of pee, but it was two strong spurts. She fell to her knees on the floor. He got up from behind her and knelt in front of her in the middle of that puddle, kissed her on the mouth, took her hand, put it in the puddle of pee, and wiped it on her face. She stuck her tongue out, then wiped it all over his face, and they kissed intensely.He stood up, started masturbating, and she, with her mouth open, begged for milk, "I want milk, I'm hungry for milk," and he grabbed her, pointed it at her face, and ejaculated on her face. She wiped it all over her face with her hand, and then she kissed him again. They stayed there for a while. He stood up, pulled her away, and said, "Get a cloth to clean up before it dries." She grabbed the towel and wrapped herself in it, and I went to the bedroom. I got there, lay down, pulled the sheet over me, and covered myself. I put my hand on my pussy; it was all wet. I ran my finger over it and tasted a good, sweet taste, but I stayed there with all the thoughts of what I had just witnessed, and I turned to my side and tried to sleep. Hearing them talking and laughing, I started thinking about looking again. I got up and peeked again. He was lying on the bed and she was standing, running her hand over her hairy pussy and saying, "I'm going to cum on your face and I'll take all my cum, you know you like it, you little slut." And he said, "Cum, you naughty, hot slut," and she firmly inserted her fingers inside herself. Soon she leaned back and stretched her hips forward and sprayed the liquid on him again, and he, with his mouth open, drank what she gushed, but they were powerful jets that went over his face. Then she sat on top of him and kissed him and then lay down. And he said: "This fucking pussy does crazy things, my love. Tomorrow we're going to use those things on you. I want you really slutty and cumming a lot."

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