"Rob baby, hold her tonight." Roberta whispered placing her fingertips on my shoulder. 
Shelly continued her slow loving of my body without so much as looking up at her mom.
"Is it okay if she sleeps in here with you tonight?" Roberta asked.
I answered with my eyes. Shelly would share my bed tonight. 
Aunt Roberta bent and kissed my cheek and then she quietly left the room closing the door behind her.
Shelly and I continued tasting and loving each other slowly and lovingly. I didn't 
feel the rush to take her. I knew It would happen and I was in no rush. 
I honestly don't know how long we performed oral sex on one another. I wanted to explore 
her sweet body and it was as if she wanted me to. I lifted her tiny frame and turned her so that she lay on a pillow. 
I kissed and licked her breasts, her neck, her mouth, her legs, her feet and toes as well as her arms and fingers and ears. 
I rolled her over and continued. I kissed and licked her feet again, her legs and all of her ass. 
I continued up her back to her shoulders and neck. It was after this that I rolled her limp relaxed body 
back over and guided myself into her. Shelly and I made love slowly and sweetly but I gradually deepened my 
thrust into her until I was burying the full length of my body into hers. She wrapped her arms around me tightly so that her breasts pressed against me.
Shelly and I made love like I never had. I always fucked girls and they fucked me. I now understood the difference between making love and fucking. 
It wasn't hard lustful or planned but I felt Shelly tense. She pressed against me and rocked 
her hips and at the same time my body swelled and I pressed against her. We came together. As I ejaculated into her body 
I could feel her warm fluid surround mine. My vision swirled and my whole body tingled. I felt like I was floating and 
that I would pass out. I had my first orgasm. Shelly's jerking body told me that she did too. 
Shelly and I didn't pull apart; we silently wrapped ourselves in the sheets and blankets and drifted off to sleep. 
Holding Shelly in my arms I was consumed with the closest thing I could associate with deep love and drifted off to sleep. 
This weekend was confusing to me. Aunt Roberta, Shelly and Traci would make some sense out of all of the confusion for me. 
The secret was in our family history.