Dolly was always talking about sex.
I remember back in the fifties, my mother had a black teen-age maid who would come over once a week to clean our house. We lived in an older house probably built in the 30's or 40's with high vaulted ceilings.
Over that year I remember the girl, who was 18 if I remember right, got very friendly with me when my mother was gone. I was 14 at the time. I had a nice thick cut cock that had been worked since I was about 7 - maybe even earlier.
I really liked to masturbate and would go to my room often. I think the maid, Dolly, knew what I was doing. One day, in one of our friendly conversations about sex, which is what she liked to talk about (she would get this glow in her eyes), she had this story about how they were studying sperm in class and looking at it with a microscope. She said she had been given the assignment to get some human sperm, which I did not believe, but I played along because I was getting excited and had a boner on.
I said, 'How are you going to get some?'
She replied, 'I was hoping you would give me some.'
I played dumb and said, 'How do you do that?'
She looked at me like she did not believe me, and I just kept this blank look on my face. Then she said that if I would get on the bed and pull my pants off, she would extract some into a jar.
I said ok and went into my room with her behind me. I was a little shy and said, 'What's next?'
She unzipped my pants, put her hand inside my jockeys, and started to pull my penis upward and out of my jockeys. I was already hard, and it popped to attention. She started to pull my penis with her hand, all the while looking down at my penis. She then pulled my pants down and told me to step out of them, which I did. She told me to get on the bed on all fours. I had my rear end at the base of my bed and she reached under and started to massage my balls and penis through my legs, pulling - milking - my penis in a downward motion and holding the jar in the other hand.
Her eyes were wide, looking right at my penis as she pulled it back through my legs. I looked back to see she was rolling her thighs together and seemed to squeezing her pussy lips as she was getting excited. She started to pull down with great force with her hand stopping with a jerk as the skin bunched up around my cock head.
This felt good but at the same time was not making my penis get ready to cum since the motions were kind of inconsistent and jerky. I guess she could not stand it any longer, and she put her hand under her dress and down in her panties. All I could see was her hand moving in and out, and I started to really get a purple swollen-veined cock. It was starting to feel like a much smoother motion.
I said, 'I think I'm going to cum,' and she put the jar under my penis. I started to squirt streams of cum; she kept pulling my penis and squeezing it downward like she had milked cows before, squeezing out every last drop.
She got up and said, 'I think that will do it.'
Later on we had some action I will tell about later.