I'm very plain, always have been, and I've never had a good figure, my breasts are like upturned saucers, shallow and round, their one redeeming feature being nice nipples.  My body is straight up and down with pipe-cleaner legs and my fanny just sort of hangs between them.  Nevertheless as I grew up I thought constantly of sex and I masturbated.  Masturbation gave me great pleasure but also made me wonder what proper sex would be like. 

When I was fourteen, and as well developed as I was going to get, my mother became ill and had to go to hospital, my aunt came to collect me so that she could look after me until Mum was well.  My Aunt Jo was young and I liked living with her, she had a son, Basil.  Bas was sixteen, I could never work out how my young aunt appeared to have a son so young, later I found out.  One day during the summer holidays and Aunt Jo was out, I had an argument about something with Bas.  very hurtfully he said that I was too ugly to ever have a boyfriend.  I was really upset or I probably wouldn't have said what I did, I told him that I was really grown up and had all the things a grown up girl should have.  As I was flat chested and with every appearance of not yet reaching puberty he laughed and said that I was kidding myself.  Now the round, flat shape of my breasts meant that I didn't wear a bra, there didn't appear to be one to fit breasts like mine, so I ripped my blouse open and showed therm to Bas.  It certainly took him by surprise and while he was standing there open mouthed I hooked my knickers down and showed him my hair-fringed fanny.  "Wow!"  he gasped, "You do have a proper cunt!" 

I said, "If you want any more proof you can feel me!"  No-one had ever felt me.  He took me at my word and cupped my hanging fanny, he stroked it gently, he seemed to know exactly what to do.

"I bet you've never been fucked," he said.

"Don't be stupid," I replied, "who'd want to fuck me?"

"Me!" he said.  He played with me, the first time another hand had ever touched my fanny, I liked it and got wet very quickly. 

The thrills ran through me as I gasped at my feelings, "Come on then!" I said.

He took me up to his bedroom and took my clothes off, then his own.  My thighs were slick with juice from my fanny.  I looked at his dick, it was about seven inches long, the first one I had ever seen properly.  This is what you do," he told me as he wrapped my fingers round the shaft of his erect dick, "you sort of pump your hand up and down on my cock, it makes me want to fuck!"

"You've done it before then?" I asked.

"Many times," he replied.  He caressed my fanny, the best thing was when he inserted a finger into me and pushed it in and out and at the same time caressed my clitty.  I was gasping and moaning,  "Want to be fucked then?" he asked.

"Oh yes!" I panted.  He made me open my legs wide, then, getting between them, he pushed his cock, as he called it, into me.  Once it'd overcome the resistance of the tight entrance to my vagina it slid right up into me.  It was a strange feeling, I lay there feeling his cock filling me. 

He kissed me, "Now I'll fuck you," he said and proceeded to do just that.  After a moment it began to feel rather nice, Bas began to pant as he started to thrust harder.  I suppose he fucked me for about two minutes although it felt longer, then he gasped, "I'm going to come!"  I raised my head as he pulled his cock out and, grasping it, worked his hand up and down a couple of times.  Then, with a groan, he ejaculated and some white stuff spurted out from the little hole in the end all over me.  It had a funny smell and splashed all over my breasts and stomach, it was terribly exciting.  I lay back, I'd been fucked!  I was no longer a virgin!.  We cleaned up in the bathroom and Bas asked me if I had enjoyed it, I told him that I had and would want to do it again.  He laughed and said that he'd love to!

That night I went to bed and played with myself, reliving the exciting experience that I'd had earlier.  I made myself very wet and happy, but being so messy and in need to spend a penny I went to the bathroom.  Coming out I heard Aunt Jo's voice, "You didn't!" I heard her say.  It came from her bedroom, I stopped by the door.  "I did," it was Bas, he went on, "she said that no-one would ever want to do her because she wasn't pretty so I proved to her that it wasn't true."  "You clever old thing," I heard Aunty Jo say, "I'm so glad I taught you how to make love properly, come here, you can do me now!"  I put my ear close to the door and I could hear kissing and little noises from Aunty Jo, "Oh yes, I'm so glad I taught you that, oh yes, darling, put it in now.  Make Mummy feel good darling!"   It was quite obvious to me that Bas was making love to his mother!  I could hardly believe it.  I went back to bed.

A couple of days later Bas and I did it again.  While he was fucking me I said, "It must be nice to be taught how to make love by your mother and to fuck her when she wants it!" 

Bas gasped and stopped, "How on earth could you know that?" he asked. 

So I told him. I also told him that I was glad because it meant that he knew how to fuck me and that I enjoyed him doing it very much.  We had a great time that afternoon, Bas did me twice and I learnt how to suck his cock to make him hard again.  His cock and the stuff on it I found I liked, I liked it too when he did my cunt with his tongue.

That weekend Aunt Jo asked me to come up to her bedroom with her. She then said how concerned she was that I had found out their secret.  I told her not to worry as I loved Bas doing me too.  She kissed me with relief and asked if I had ever played with another girl.  I told her that I hadn't and she undressed us both and showed me what to do, it was lovely and very exciting.  We soon moved on and long before I returned home I had spent many a night with Aunt Jo and Bas, making love, and became quite experienced myself.  It has stood me in good stead ever since, when a girl knows about sex she can always find a man to keep her happy and I've fucked many men over the years although I am married now to man who knows exactly what I like!

Oh, and by the way, I learned that Aunt Jo had Bas when she was my age and still at school, it must have been quite a scandal at the time but they had certainly become extraordinarily close since.