I was 13 when my Dad's brother became a widower. He and my Aunt didn't have
any children. He had an autobody shop on his property that kept him busy, but he
didn't have anyone to do any of the household chores any more, (laundry, cooking,
dishes, etc). He talked to my Dad and I was suddenly given the responsibility of
going to my Uncles place to do all the housework and cooking.

It was 1971 and living out in rural farm area I hadn't learned much about life yet but
that was all about to change. The first weekend after I started helping my Uncle he
went into town to buy me a few things. He bought me several short skirts, stockings,
pantyhose, heels, revealing tops, make-up and some perfume. He told me that since I
was helping him out as lady of the house I should have all the latest ladies fashions. I
was also at the point where my boobs were developing and my hips were getting those
curves that apparently my Uncle liked. Every day he would give me hugs, kisses, run
his hands along my body, covering a little more of my body each time and more often each
day as time went on. I didn't know anything about anything, I knew that it was
normal for my dad to touch and kiss my Mom, my 4 older siblings would touch and kiss
their spouses so I didn't think that there was anything wrong with it at the time. When
summer came along he got me even shorter mini skirts, and I started to notice that when his
hands would explore my body my nipples would get hard. It felt funny but in a good way, and I
would get damp. It felt good, exciting and I didn't know what it was all about and there wasn't
anyone around to ask about it and I was really starting to enjoy the way it made me feel.

Anyway, the day that things changed a lot finally happened. It was a hot,humid day, I was down
on my hands and knees waxing the kitchen floor when my Uncle came in from the shop. I hadn't
heard him come in, but he got down on the floor behind me and said that it was too damn hot to
work in the shop. He said that he needed some relief, (I had no idea), he reached over me, ripped
open my blouse, flipped up my skirt and really began to explore my body. I wasn't sure what was
going on or about to happen, but it wasn't long and he mounted me from behind. It really hurt at
first but after a while I noticed that I was feeling VERY strange but in a good way. He picked me up,
lifted me up onto the kitchen counter and stuck it in from the front and went away at me again for
what seemed like hours, all the while playing with my chest and kissing me. After that day it
was almost every day first thing in the morning before he'd go to work, sometimes at lunch and
again in the evening. The only time it didn't happen was when I had my period. I was really
enjoying the way it made me feel, and after a few months he even started to bring some of his
customers in at lunch or after work to give the same special treatment.

Then he started buying me bananas,telling me that there was something special that I needed to
learn. He would coach me every day, getting me to stuff the banana a little further down my throat
each time with less gagging until I could stuff it all the way in and out without any effort at all.
Then it was time for my next lesson, I found out what the banana workout was for. He had me sucking
on his penis and although I was able to take it all the way down my throat, the first time he fired a
load down my throat I threw up! Bananas just don't prepare you for that, it made me gag,
in fact for the first 4 or 5 times I got sick each time gagging. After that I always made him
happy and when I had that down he shared that new lesson with some of his customers.
I was well on my way to becoming the cum guzzling queen that I am today! I love to get several
loads of throat yogurt when I'm in a naughty mood!