My first exposure to sex happened at age 5. I got mad Miss Brenda, the lady next door who yelled at me and threatened to spank me if I didn't leave her alone. She was sitting me every Wednesday. Mom stayed home, worked out a lot, supervised the help taking care of the grounds and inside the house as well. I slipped out the garage door which was open. I crossed the street and went home. I knew mom would be mad at me for crossing the street by myself. That was a very bad thing to do. I went around the house to get a chair by the pool so I could sit under the shade of the house between it and some shrubs. I planned to watch the panic when Brenda searched for me outside.

I think I fell asleep for a while. I woke up to slapping sounds. Nobody was spanking me so who was getting it, I thought. I got out of the chair, walked to the edge of the house, looked toward the pool and nothing. The slapping had stopped. Then I heard someone say "Ready"? Then the slapping started up again. I eased around the corner of the house and discovered the back of the Landscape boss. He was sweaty, tanned, and naked. He was making the slapping sounds with his stomach. Then I say her hand. Her right hand was flat against the wall of the covered patio. Then I noticed her right leg. Her knee was on a padded stool, the bottom of her foot facing me. I was about to say something when she beat me to it.

"Yes! Yes! Harder, harder!" She spoke with heavy breathy words. The slapping got louder for five more slaps. Then his butt tightened up, as he pushed against her and froze. I didn't understand what was going on but I knew I wasn't supposed to be watching it. I laid down under a shrub to watch. He stood up; she turned and sat on the padded stool. He moved a little to the left to let her turn in and sit. She lifted his meat and put it in her mouth. He moaned as she leaned into him allowing all of that meat inside her mouth. She moaned, leaned back slowly. She let it come completely out of her mouth. She held it and stared at it. A drop of something thick ballooned out of the tip; she puckered up, leaned into it until it jumped into her mouth. She then took all of his meat one more time, into her mouth. They went inside.

I crossed back over the street and snuck into the house. Miss Brenda was watching T V. Guess she didn't even know I was gone. Sneaking over for a peak became a game for me. I would play with my own in the tub. I wanted to make a balloon glob to taste. I practiced swallowing a hot dog; it was easy. My friend tried and threw up. I knew I was special. I could do things others couldn't. By 4th grade, I could make my dick tickle and get a little bit of clear slippery pee out. I tried it. It was okay but I expected it to be something very special if my mom went to all that trouble just to get a drop of two of it. I saw a movie about rich people eating caviar and talking about how rare it was. By the end of 5th grade, I could cum 3 times before losing my hard. I would put it in a beaker to see how much I could make in a single session. I was jacking off 9 or 10 times a week; every time had two or three loads. By now, I could swallow a cucumber bigger than the dick mom was taking on Wednesdays. In 7th grade, I wanted to try fucking. I went to mom, teased her about being shy but needing to talk about something. She guessed it was sex and suggested I talk to dad. "He's a doctor as well as your dad. Don't you think you could talk to him about sex easier than me."

You should have seen the look on her face when I told her I didn't want to talk about sex. I already knew plenty. I told her I wanted to have sex with her. I wanted to know what it felt like to have pussy all over my dick. She opened her mouth, inhaled, but nothing came out. I said, "I've been practicing and want to do you and Mr. Brown on Wednesday." She lost all her color; I thought she was going to fall down. I grabbed her and helped her onto the sofa. I ran into the kitchen and returned with a wet dishtowel and a cucumber. She held the cucumber to her face. From behind the towel she asked, "How did you know?" I didn't answer. I said, "Watch this." Then I swallowed the 9-inch cucumber except for enough to hold and pull it back out. I told her I had been eating my own cum for almost a year. I really want to eat his. You love it. I love you so I want everything you want. She laid back on the couch and her short skirt revealed her blue panties. When she put her left leg on the couch leaving the right foot planted on the floor, her panties called to me. I pushed my face into her Y. She flinched. I was licking her panties, breathing hot breath into her. The nymph in her overcame her sanity. She laid her hand on the back of my head. I continued for a few more seconds. Then I pulled her panties aside. I look back on that now and can't remember ever wanting to taste anything as much as I wanted to taste her. I was trying to taste at the same time memorizing the feel, smell, texture of her lips on my tongue. I don't know how long I was there; I got lost in learning and my excitement. Then the pain of my dick trying to escape the confines of my jeans, demanded relief.

I stood up. I was trying to open the top button on the jeans but the pain was even more standing. She opened her eyes. She had a pleading look with wet eyes. When my cock sprung free, she looked. "My goodness. You are a man already." I was only 5 1/2 inches then. I was as big around as the cucumber. She reached for me as an invitation to get on. My pants were at my ankles. I didn't wait. Awkwardly I got on, slide it in with her guiding me. I pumped in and out for less than a minute before the first load came. I just kept going until the second one came about 5 minutes later. I pushed into her and let it pulse several times. When I started up again, she smiled and said, "You are amazing. You filled me up with cum and still you are fucking with a hard dick." I said, "You can have some of it if you want." I pulled out, stood on my knees, as she twisted around to slide off the couch and take my cum covered dick into her mouth. She cleaned it quickly. I pulled out of her mouth. I said, "The third one can be difficult to coax out." I began to jack it off as she offered her open mouth and dripping tongue to me. I laid the load onto her tongue. When she closed her mouth to savor it before swallowing, I got a good amount on my thumb and finger. She watched as I brought it to my mouth.

She laid back on the floor, pulled her bent knees to her shoulders and said, try that. I licked up some of the cum dripping out of her pussy. She reached down between her legs, ran two middle fingers into her crack. It came out with cum on it. She stared at me while she ate it. "Kiss me." she demanded. I did. Then I asked if Mr Brown tasted better than me. She said, I'd have to judge for myself, Wednesday. She would write a note for me to miss school.