The story takes place when I was 16 on a study trip to England, when I was staying with an English family. At that age I masturbated several times a day and part of the night in my room where I slept naked. One day the couple told me that they had to go see family in the north and that they would leave me alone for a few days. Once left I took the opportunity to walk naked in the pavilion and get excited as soon as I could. In the evening I would take a bath in the bathroom and look at the basket of dirty laundry to look for the woman's underwear, because I already loved to wear them and feel slutty. Luckily I found a sexy nightie that I hastened to put on. I kept her on all night, jerking off several times. The next morning I woke up on the bed in this outfit. As I left my room, I saw a face staring out of the entry window, I hurried back to my room to change. In fact it was the husband who had returned earlier than expected and who told me that his wife had stayed with her sister. I discreetly put the nightie where I had found it. The next night I masturbated again thinking about my feelings the day before, then I fell asleep, buttocks in the air. Suddenly, in my sleep I heard a noise and opening my eyes, I saw the man who hosted me in the doorway, he was naked with his penis in his hand. As I straightened up I saw the nightie placed next to me. He told me that he had seen me the day before and that I seemed to be enjoying myself, I turned red with confusion. He approached me and gently stroking me asked me to put on the nightie, which I did without hesitation, he continued to stroke me which made me bend very hard through the fabric, also for the rest. He asked me to suck him, which I did awkwardly and then more confidently as he walked my head. After a while, he pulled a tube of petroleum jelly out of the nightstand (it was before HIV), put a finger in my little hole and started to dilate me. Once well ...

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