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Aunt M

By: MistressMerry



I was in my den writing on my latest novel when the phone interrupted my train of thought; annoyed with myself for having forgotten to turn the ringer off, I answered it with almost a growl in my throat, "Yes."

It was my niece, my sister's oldest daughter, "Aunt M am I disturbing you?" she asked.

I smiled; she always called me Aunt M from the days when she was little and couldn't pronounce my name. "No sweetheart. What can I do for you Dawn?"

Dawn was twenty-two now and worked hard to maintain herself. I was proud of the way she didn't rely on her family; making hard decisions on her own or, occasionally asking me for advice. She was headstrong, idealistic and a bit wild, but still, in many ways, quite naive about the world. 

I always cared about her like a mother hen since her own mother was more wrapped up in the never ending consistent problems of her younger sister's life and grandchildren. She was a petite thing, about five foot one inch tall, and very thin due to an illness when you was barely a year old.

"Aunt M I've been dating someone for a month now and would like to introduce him to you. I was wondering if I could bring him over to meet with you?" she asked excitedly.

I just shook my head; she always brought over the 'special' ones for me to meet, but basically it was for me to evaluate them and to let her know what my impressions were. "Let me check my schedule Dawn."

"Aunt M can we come over now?" she asked somewhat hesitantly.

"Dawn; now is not a good time for me. I have an appointment scheduled in thirty minutes," I informed her. Finally I decided it was time to tell Dawn about being a Mistress and my lifestyle; she needed to understand a thing or two.

"Tell you what," I countered, "I want to see you tomorrow morning at 8 am, alone, and then I'll meet with your new boyfriend and you at 5 pm tomorrow evening." I heard her ask a question; apparently he was with her now.

"That will be fine Aunt M. I love you," said Dawn.

"I love you too sweetheart. I'll see you tomorrow morning then," and hung up the phone; turning the ringer off and autovoice on.

I looked at the clock; no time to regain my thought. I went downstairs to await the arrival of one of my subs. I had just reached the bottom of the stairs when the doorbell chimed. Looking through the peephole, I smiled; Rick always arrived early.

I opened the door and Rick walked in. I closed the door and locked it and he immediately started to undress while I undid my robe and sat in a chair I had placed in the center of the room. Once naked and collar in place, Rick came over to kneel in front of me.

"Did you do as I instructed?"

I noticed some hesitation in his face, "I tried Mistress."

"Tried?" Now standing and looking down at him. "There is no 'tried' slut, you either did or did not do as you were told. Which is it?" I noticed that his cock was starting to get hard.

"I didn't Mistress," he said. "I had a board meeting and it was too distracting," he tried to explain.

"You disappointment me slut," I started. "Just how serious are you about being my slut? Maybe I should just ask you to leave now," and stepped behind him.

"Please Mistress, I don't want to leave. I want to be your slut. It'll never happen again; I'll follow your commands," he begged.

"Raise your ass slut," I commanded. He lifted his hard muscular ass in the air. "Where is it?"

"It's in my pants pocket Mistress."

"Crawl over there and get it, put it in your mouth and bring it back here slut," I commanded.

Rick crawled quickly to his neatly folded clothes and withdrew the anal plug; he placed it in his mouth and quickly returned.

"I hope you have put enough saliva on it because I'm not going to go upstairs to get the lube," I said as I took it out of his mouth. "Raise your ass." Rick once again raised his ass and I shoved the anal plug in admiring how his ass muscles gripped around it instantly to hold it into place showing just the bright red seal of the plug's base. I rotated and twisted it slightly to massage it inside his ass and he moaned under my administrations.

"See how much your pussy loves it my slut," I said.

"Yes Mistress," Rick said breathing and bit harder.

"Are you ready to receive your punishment slut?" I said as I grabbed a handful of hair and brought his head back.

"Yes Mistress," he said. I noticed how hard his cock had gotten.

"Bend over my chair," I instructed. I walked over to the cabinet, unlocked it and retrieved my paddle. "You will not cum or your punishment is going to be worse. You will receive thirty and will count each one."

I brought the paddle down on his right butt cheek. Rick grunted, "One." The next blow hit him squarely on the butt plug and he moaned in pleasure before counting. I would stop occasionally during his punishment to rub my hand over his reddened cheeks as I continued. By the time I reached thirty, Rick had been seeping pre-cum and it was pooling on the wooden floor.

I crossed back to the cabinet to put the paddle away and retrieved lotion to rub into his sore ass. I could tell he was close to shooting his load. "I will rub some lotion in now for you to make it feel better." I slowly massaged the lotion on to Rick's ass and occasionally pushing against the plug.

"Oh God!" said Rick as he was breathing harder and faster now. "Please Mistress; may I cum!"

I stopped massaging and walked in front of Rick, "Get up." Rick struggled to stand. I crossed over to the couch and slightly bent and spread my legs. "Fuck my pussy and cum in me," I commanded. 

Rick was over to me in a shot and plunged his cock into me hard and started to pound away, but not for long. He tensed and screamed as he shot his cum into my pussy. When he finished, he laid his head against my back gulping in air. I waited for him to regain his composure. He backed off and knelt on the floor, "Thank you Mistress," he said hoarsely.

I stood up with his cum dripping down the inside of my thigh. "Slut; clean up your mess and make me cum," I said as I lied down in front of him and spread my legs. Rick smiled and started to clean his cum from the inside of my thighs before zeroing in on eating my pussy. It didn't take long for me to cum as I was just as excited as he had been.

He cuddled up next to me afterwards and we kissed. "When can I see you next Mistress?" he asked. He purely enjoyed my domination of him and I smiled. A thought occurred to me, "I'm having guests over tomorrow evening at 5 pm. How's your schedule for tomorrow evening at 5:30 and possibly spending the night?"

I could feel his heart rate speed up. He had often asked if he could spend the night with me before and I had always said 'no'. "Mistress it would give me great pleasure to spend the night with you. How should I dress?"

"Casual. No underwear and butt plug in place. You will only remove it when you need to move your bowels and then replace it," I said.

I got up off the floor and had Rick retrieve the cleaning products; he cleaned all evidence of our session to my satisfaction. I donned my robe again and was standing by the door. I gave him a deep sensual kiss and instructed him to be on time tomorrow evening.

* * * * *

I've always been an early riser so had been up for some time when Dawn arrived. I let her in and she followed me into the kitchen. I gave her a cup of coffee and took my place at the head of the table.

"Dawn I believe you're old enough now to understand what I'm about to discuss with you. What we talk about today is to be kept between the two of us and that includes any boyfriends; past, present or future. Is that understood?" I waited for her answer.

I had Dawn's complete attention. She knew when I used this tone of voice that what I was about to say was private and confidential for her ears only. It wasn't the first time I disclosed something to her in this manner; usually some kind of family secret. 

"Yes Aunt M. You know you can count on me to keep my mouth shut," she leaned forward all eyes and ears.

"Good. What do you know about the BDSM lifestyle?" I inquired.

"I've seen some sites while scanning the net Aunt M, but really didn't stop at them."

"Bring your coffee and come upstairs with me to my computer," I stood and led the way. Dawn quickly followed; she had only seen my den once before and that was from the doorway.

I sat her down in my chair and brought over a side chair next to her. "Dawn; your Aunt M is a Mistress." Her jaw dropped opened. "Shut your mouth sweetheart; it's very unbecoming unless you are preparing to suck a cock." Dawn's eyes got big as she had never heard me speak to her like that before.

"There are two types of people in this world Dawn, those of us who are dominant and those who serve us; submissive. You can type cast and place labels on people all you want, but that basically sums it up. Now I feel you are old enough to understand my lifestyle, so today you will be learning about it. I have already selected some sites which you will review first and we will discuss." With that said; I punched up the first site and let it absorb into her consciousness. 

After thirty minutes of reviews and a few questions from Dawn, I logged off the internet. "Any more questions sweetheart," I turned her to face me. 

"Do you do all of that Aunt M?" she said just a bit flushed.

I smiled at her sexual excitement. I nodded to a DVD case I had previously laid on the desk. "Insert the DVD and watch one of my sessions," I instructed her.

She placed the disc in the computer; sat and watched breathing a bit faster than before. Her hand was rubbing the top of her mound and pressing down against her clit. I went to closet and pulled out a towel and vibrator. I clicked the pause button, "Remove your slacks and underwear Dawn. I'll not have you leaving with a wet spot. Place this towel under you and use this to relieve yourself as you finish watching."

Dawn didn't even question me, but did as I instructed; she was a sub. I restarted the disc and watched as she brought herself to orgasm in my chair. By the time the session was over, Dawn had her second orgasm. "Feel better sweetheart?" I asked. 

She nodded her head 'yes' and then smiled at me. "Aunt M you could have taken me and I would have let you."

"No Dawn I wouldn't have. First, you're my niece. Second, all my subs are male. I've had female subs in the past, but it's not my thing. I will borrow a female sub from another Master or Mistress once in a while, but that is usually a special occasion. Now put on your clothes and come back to the kitchen." I started out the door and back downstairs.

Dawn dressed quickly and joined me in the kitchen. "How do you feel about your Aunt M now?" I asked. 

Dawn came over and gave me a hug, "Oh Aunt M; the same as always. I love you. This hasn't changed that, but I'm glad you let me know."

"That's good sweetheart because occasionally you might see a naked man or two around my dominion and I didn't want you to be alarmed." I said.

"Naked?" she asked softly.

"Yes Dawn. Subs do not wear clothes in my dominion. The reason you could not come over yesterday evening was because I had scheduled a session. I wanted you to understand why I schedule my time the way I do and very rarely do impromptu visits. My subs have important business matters themselves to attend to and look forward to each session with me. I do not cancel sessions." Dawn nodded her head in understanding.

I smiled and fix us a light lunch; we only talked of family and her new boyfriend whose name were Dolan Doyle. I quirked an eyebrow for just an instant and then dismissed the thought 'Surely it wasn't Master D'. "I think you'll like him Aunt M. He's older than me; that's why I haven't told Mom yet."

"How much older sweetheart?" I asked.

"He's eighteen years older Aunt M; he's your age." She was waiting for my response.

I was now convinced it was Master D and if it was, Dawn couldn't be in better hands. "Age doesn't matter Dawn. Your Aunt M went out with men at least twenty years older when I was in college. I preferred a man who knew how to pleasure me verses college boys still groping in the dark," and then laughed. "I'll meet him tonight sweetheart. You best be getting along now and remember," I looked at her sternly, "not a word about today to anyone."

"Yes Aunt M," and then she kissed me and left.

I spent about three hours writing dutifully on the novel before taking a hot shower and dressing for the arrival of Dawn and her boyfriend; and later Rick. Knowing I would not have time to change, I wore my white lace corset, garter and white stockings, no panties and a sheer while silk dress. To make the ensemble complete, my six inch heals.

I arrived downstairs in time for the doorbell to chime. Looking out I saw Dawn and behind her stood none other than Master D himself. I smiled and gave a little laugh; he was going to be quite surprised.

I opened the door and held my arms open for Dawn to hug me. "Dawn sweetheart come in." I had not missed the shocked look on Master D's face quickly covered. Dawn stepped in and waited for her boyfriend to follow.

"Aunt M this is Dolan Doyle; Dolan this is my Aunt M," she made the introductions. 

It was the first time that I had ever seen him unsure of a situation and it made me laugh. I quickly took charge of the situation, "Master D welcome to my dominion," and smiled at him. 

"Mistress M; I should have made some kind of connection," he replied.

"Please come in; make yourself at home," I emphasized.

His eyebrow did a slight quirk. "Ah," I said, "you haven't told her yet."

"Dawn sweetheart," looking directly at her, "I approve of Master D and feel you couldn't be in better hands."

"Master?" asked Dawn softly.

"I know dear; so much in one day. After this morning, Dawn you know you are submissive. Master D could provide you with the best training on your path a female sub could get providing he finds you acceptable." I turned my gaze over to Master D.

"I had planned to ease her into it slowly, but now will have to rethink the situation," he said while looking at me still.

"Oh Dolan," and she crossed and hugged him, "I love you and want to be with you. Please say yes that you'll be my Master. Aunt M says you're the best and she's never lied to me."

"Master D; have a seat and we'll talk while Dawn gets the refreshments. Dawn in the kitchen."

"Yes Aunt M," and she left to retrieve the refreshments I had prepared.

"I'm sorry I interrupted your plans. I told Dawn this morning about my; our lifestyle in explicit detail. I felt it was time for her to understand why my time could not include impromptu visits. It was during this explanation that I discovered she was a sub. I meant what I said to her, I feel that she would be in capable hands if you were her Master."

Master D sat in silence and then smiled. "You really mean that; don't you?" 

"I never say what I don't mean. You should know me better than that already D. You should have seen her when I gave her a towel and vibrator to relieve herself; she had two orgasms just viewing the DVD of one of my sessions." I smiled over at him. "Tell me, she wanted sex with you the minute you got there."

"She was hot indeed, but I didn't give in because we needed to be here." He stroked his visible hard on while we spoke.

"Would you like to introduce her tonight? I have a spare room and expecting a sub any minute now. I think you will find a keep quite of bit of supplies here and all my beds are poster." I saw the gleam in his eyes.

"You wouldn't mind?"

"If I did, I wouldn't offer, but I thought we already went through this discussion." I countered. "But I won't assist either; she's my niece, but if you'd like to use my male slut that's a different matter. Do you care for backdoor?" I asked.

"Actually I do, but not with Dawn; she too petite. Maybe with your slut to take my edge off before I begin her training." he said.

"Then you consent to train her?" I asked.

"Yes; I accept since she has already begged me," he smiled.

"Let's wait for my slut to get here," I smiled in return. "Maybe if she views his behavior, it will excite her even more."

Master D laughed and was laughing when Dawn re-entered the room carry a tray with drinks and refreshments. "None for me sweetheart; I'm waiting for one more to arrive."

"Do either of you mind if I prepare since he's usually early?" I asked.

"No Aunt M," said Dawn.

"Good. Master D would you be so kind to unzip my dress?" and I turned around. I heard him get up and come up behind me to undo my dress. He pressed into me to allow me to feel his hard cock.

"Thank you," I said as I walked away toward to door. I could see Rick walking quickly up the sidewalk and then noticed to clock; 5:35. I let my dress fall from my body and quickly stepped out and picked it up; laid it across the couch. I could hear both Dawn and Master D do an intake as I stood before them. I smiled and winked at both. The doorbell chimed right on cue and I opened it to let Rick in.

He stepped quickly inside drinking in my form and then looking over at the couple across the room. "Slut; are you forgetting something?" I questioned.

He quickly stripped his clothing off, attached his collar and knelt at my feet. "Slut, this is Master D and his new slut in training." Rick quickly crawled over to Master D, "This unworthy slut greets Master D in my Mistress' dominion," and then he crawled back to me. I extended my foot and Rick kissed the top of it.

"Raise your ass to show us," I commanded. Rick was getting very excited from being on display. I stepped behind him and rubbed my hand down his ass cheek admiring the bright red plug against his white skin.

"How your pussy tonight slut?" I asked as I slapped the plug.

He groaned with pleasure, "It's at your disposal Mistress."

"You were late slut. I don't want to hear any excuses. You were told to be here at 5:30."

"Yes Mistress. I'll accept your punishment for my tardiness."

"Go to the cabinet, unlock it and swing the doors wide to display it to Master D; then return here while I consult with Master D." Rick quickly went to the cabinet, unlocked it and opened it wide to display various whips, chains, weights, harnesses and the like at disposal. He returned quickly and knelt on the floor with his hard cock slapping against his stomach.

"Slut; do not cum on my floor!" I commanded in a cold voice.

Master D crossed over to take a look at all the various devices and then nodded his head in approval. I joined him at the cabinet, "Your slut is a little overdressed tonight," I commented. He gave a little laugh.

He crossed over to Dawn and looked down at her, "Slut; remove your clothes." Dawn stood up immediately and removed all your clothes.

"Tonight will be your first night of training as Mistress M has allowed me the use of her dominion. You will kneel and observe for a while, but you will not cum. You will concentrate on holding your orgasm in until I give you permission to cum. Is that clear?"

"Yes Master D," said Dawn with a huge smile on her face.

Master D stripped off his clothes revealing his hard cock. "Your Master is now going to alleviate his desires so that he can concentrate better on your training this evening." Dawn showed her disappointment when he walked away from her and over to me. "Mistress M; may I use your slut's pussy to cum in?" he asked.

I took the tube of lube and walked back to Rick. "Stand up slut," I commanded. I saw the fear in Rick's eyes and understood. I handed him the lube, "Prepare Master's D cock for your pussy slut." Rick took the lube and spread it up and down the length of D's cock; I thought for a moment that D was going to shoot then and there.

Rick handed the tube back to me. "Bend over and hold the end of the couch." Rick braced and rested his hands on the end of the couch; I eased the butt plug from his ass and used my fingers to lube his hole. I crossed over to D and whispered, "Be gentle, he's cherry." D nodded his understanding and stepped behind Rick. I knelt on the couch in front of Rick, "It'll be fine," and gave him a deep passionate kiss.


Aunt M Ch. 02



Proofread by Ton8ty. Thank you for all the effort and hard work.

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Rick trailed me up the stairs. I smiled, as I heard Dawn moan behind the closed door where she and Master D had retired. "You will not cum, slut," Master D's muffled voice said and then another moan.

Rick looked at his Mistress' shapely figure as he climbed. He was so happy the day he had found her. She was such a beautiful woman for forty, five foot seven inches tall, slim, curvy, and C cup size breasts. Her hair reminded him of honey and her blue eyes of a clear, bright summer sky. Her commanding voice sent shivers through his body and blood to his cock. His heart had leapt for joy when she agreed to take him on.

I led Rick down to the other end of the hall and into my bedroom which he had never seen before. I turned and kissed him passionately, broke the kiss and smiled. "Was it all you expected Rick?" I asked, "Now that you've been fucked by a man?"

"It's different, but I think I like a woman better, Mistress," said Rick. "I wasn't sure when I first asked you to do it, but the experience was invaluable for me."

"I was proud that you didn't use your safe word, or did you forget about it?" I asked.

"I remembered, Mistress, but I thought it was now or never," he declared.

I smiled and nodded my head in approval. "Undress me, slut," I commanded.

Rick's hands trembled with excitement as he loosened my corset and then unclipped my stockings. He knelt on the floor and removed each shoe one at a time. Slowly and carefully, he rolled down my stockings. He opened my corset and then removed it, gazing at my breasts. His cock was getting hard again and he smiled.

I turned away, walked into the bathroom and turned on the water. When it was warm enough, I returned to the bedroom. Rick's cock was now fully hard. I smiled as I crossed over to retrieve the object I had laid on the dresser earlier and brought it to Rick. He gave a slight groan when he saw what I held.

I placed the harness over his cock and balls and tightened it down. "You didn't think I'd let you cum again so soon, did you, slut?"

Rick gave a light moan of pleasure at my touch on his hard cock. "No, Mistress. May I ask a question, Mistress?"

"That's redundant, you just did. I'm feeling a little lenient tonight, so what's your question?" I asked.

"Are we going all the way tonight, Mistress?" he inquired with lust and yearning in his eyes.

"No. You are not prepared for that yet, Rick. Don't push it to happen immediately. I know you want the pain, but it has to be gradual and measured. Do you trust me?" I asked.

"Yes, Mistress, completely," he replied.

"Then trust me to know what is best for you and to protect you from yourself. You trusted me when you wanted to experience what it felt like to have a man fuck your ass. That is why I had you wear the increasing sizes of butt plugs until I felt you were ready. I would not have offered you to Master D if I felt you were not prepared. I will not harm you or let another, but, more importantly, I will not let you harm yourself. Now, does that finally answer your question?" I let my hand rest on top of his shoulder.

Rick drew in a deep breath, but was still a bit disappointed. "Yes, Mistress, I'll trust your judgment."

I gazed into his eyes, "Good. You will receive some measured pain this evening, but you have to promise me to use your safe word if you need to stop. Remember, yellow is to pause and I'll back off before we resume."

Rick nodded his head that he understood. I smiled, led him into the shower and under the hot water. I had him bend over and eased the butt plug out of his ass. He reached back and felt the gaping hole left by his recent fuck.

"Don't worry, Rick, it'll close, probably before morning and your ass will be a bit sore." I gently caressed his ass cheeks and his muscles automatically clenched at my touch. I took the liquid soap and rubbed him down and then rinsed him off. I rinsed any soap that was left on my body and shut the water off.

I got out of the shower and held out my hand for Rick to follow. I toweled him dry while he moaned. I was standing in front of him holding the towel to his chest and smiled at him. "It's uncomfortable, isn't it?" and flicked the underneath of his shaft. He moaned again, the pleasure evident on his face. "When I remove the towel, I want you to look at your cock."

I removed the towel, so his sight would not be obstructed, and the surprise showed on his face. His cock was much thicker and harder than he had ever seen it before. "You are to go turn the covers down on the bed, crawl into the center and then present yourself spread-eagled. I will be there shortly as soon as I dry off.

"Yes, Mistress," said Rick and he went to do my bidding.

When I returned to the bedroom, I couldn't help but smile as he lay there with his hard cock pointing straight up in the air. I let my smile fade as I approached the bed. "You touched yourself, slut, didn't you?"

Rick made a small gasp, "Yes, Mistress. I'm sorry. I just wondered what it felt like."

Anger crossed my face and I moved quickly to the bed. I grabbed each ankle and securely tied them to the posts. I attached wrist cuffs, locked them together, stretched his arms over his head and secured them to one of the posts. The door was still open so I crossed and shut it.

"You were five minutes late tonight. That will be the length of time that your nipples with be clipped." I retrieved the clips off the dresser and applied them to his sensitive nipples. He gave a slight gasp when they were applied, but no other sound. I set the timer and then picked up my flogger.

"You know you aren't allowed to touch yourself without permission," I said and brought it down lightly on his swollen balls. Rick gritted his teeth and strained against the restraints.

"I might have permitted it if you have asked permission as a good sub would have." Again, I slapped at his testicles and he strained.

"Yellow!" Rick shouted.

I put the flogger down and quickly went to him. "My legs are starting to cramp," said Rick. I removed the ankle restraints and massaged his legs feeling his muscles relax.

"Better?" I asked. "Do you want to continue?"

"Much better, thank you, Mistress. Yes, I'd like to continue," he smiled.

For added measure, I checked his wrists restraints and then picked up the flogger again.

"Lift your knees and spread them wide, slut," I continued. Rick pulled his knees up and away, exposing his genitals. I laid the next blow on the inside of his thigh where it met his groin. He almost closed his legs, but managed to keep them spread.

I trailed the flogger over his other thigh, teasingly, before whipping it down. Rick did an intake of air, but maintained his silence. The timer went off and I removed his clamps. 

"Oh Fuck!" cried Rick as the blood rushed back into his nipples. I bent over and gently swirled my tongue over them. He started to moan and I smiled.

"Now, what should Mistress do with these?" I asked teasingly, holding up the clamps. "Maybe Mistress knows another sensitive spot, or two, where I can attach these." I trailed my hand down to his balls. Rick was wide eyed and I smiled. "Maybe next time, we need to continue." The look of relief on his face was evident.

I took the clips and flogger back to the dresser and returned with my riding crop. I started with light taps along the inside of his thighs, on his balls and cock. I started back at the thighs and increased the force a bit. Rick was starting to squirm on the bed. "Horseshoe!" he finally screamed.

I laid down the crop, released his harness and removed his wrist restraints. I sat on the bed by him and gently massaged his wrists, but he wouldn't look at me. "Rick, look at me!" I commanded.

Rick finally turned his head and looked at me with sad eyes. "I failed, Mistress, I couldn't take it."

'Damn male ego' I thought. "Rick, you didn't fail. This is not some kind of contest or exam. You used your safe word. There is no failure here. What we did tonight is nothing compared to the pain you were talking about experiencing. Maybe now you can understand why I stressed slow and measured. You did well. As we go along, we will find your limits on many things and you will come to know them, too."

Rick gave me a slight smile. I reached out and slowly stroked his shaft. He closed his eyes and moaned. "Your session is over for tonight," I said. His eyes immediately snapped open. I smiled and lay down beside him in the bed and kissed his lips lightly. "Do you still want to spend the night?"

He smiled before giving me a deep passionate kiss while his hand cupped my breast. "Mistress, may I make love to you tonight?" Rick asked in a husky voice.

"Later, just fuck me now, you need to release," I said.

Rick rolled between my legs and inserted his cock with a groan. "You're always so damn tight!" I smiled; any woman could be if they did the proper exercises. 

I wrapped my legs around Rick and he started to pound away grinding into my pussy. He was already so close, but I wasn't anywhere near. I just closed my eyes, concentrating on how his hard cock felt with each plunge. He shoved one final time, came and then lay on top of me. I rubbed his back and caressed his cheek.

"I'm sorry," he said. "You didn't orgasm."

"No, but it wasn't for me this time," I smiled as I looked into his eyes. "We'll do that later. You rest now and I'm going to clean up." Rick rolled off of me and I went to take a shower. When I returned, Rick was lightly snoring. I smiled, donned my robe and quietly left the room.

I went downstairs to make sure all was secure and to get a drink. After making my rounds, I sat on the couch with the drink, contemplating the day's events. I retrieved my pad and started to jot down some notes as well as a few story ideas.

I heard a slight noise behind me and turned my head. Master D was descending the stairs, wrapped in a towel around his waist. I, once again, smiled at his five foot eight inch muscular body. I could see why Dawn was attracted to him. His dark brown hair matched his dark brown eyes offset by an all over body tan.

"I just came down for a drink," he smiled.

"Over there," I said indicating the liquor cabinet. He crossed over, poured a drink and joined me on the couch.

He noticed my pad and raised a questioning eyebrow. I smiled, but didn't offer an explanation. "How's Dawn doing?"

Master D gave a light laugh, "Sleeping like a baby; and your sub?"

"Same," and I laughed lightly myself. This was a rarity as we had never intimately talked before. We had only met at a few Master functions.

"I'm curious Dolan, how did you and Dawn meet?" I set aside my pad and picked up my drink.

"I brought in a new sub for a blood test. I do it before taking anyone on. She was the one on duty," he smiled softly.

"Does Dawn know about the other sub?" I inquired.

"There isn't one. She tested positive," his mood seemed to darken.

"Would you like to talk about it? Whatever you tell me will be kept confidential," I said.

"Since we spoke briefly at that event, I test everyone. You were right, it pays to be careful," he admitted.

I nodded my head in agreement and reached over to retrieve one of the finger sandwiches that Dawn had brought out earlier. "I'm a bit hungry, care for one?"

Dolan smiled and took the offered sandwich, "Me too."

"I like your place, M. Maybe you, and your sub, can join me at mine sometime," he said and then took a swallow of his drink.

"Rick is only one of five," I smiled back. "It'll depend on their schedules and mine. Rick won't be doing anymore backdoor. It was a one time thing. Thanks for your help."

"You're welcome. Five, that must keep you busy. I'm curious, M, what do you do for a living?" he asked.

I nodded over to the pad before I spoke. "I write novels."

"Like what?" his curiosity was piqued.

I got up and went to another cabinet, brought out one of my latest works and handed it to him. His eyes showed his surprise, "I've read this. It's good." He turned it over to read the author summary. "Monique. I wondered what the M was for."

I laughed, "Yes. Dawn couldn't pronounce it when she was a toddler, so I became Aunt M to her." My eyes suddenly became sad, remembering when she was a little girl.

Dolan noticed my expression. "What is it, Monique?"

I sighed, "Dawn. She's been through so much. I tend to be overprotective of her. My older sister, her mother, almost killed her before I intervened. That's why she's so thin; she was extremely malnourished as a child."

"I didn't know," replied Dolan.

"I'm sure, if you ask her, she'll open up to you. She cares about you a great deal, or wouldn't have wanted me to meet you. When she told you that she loved you, she means it with all her heart. You're the only one I've ever heard her use the word "love" about."

"I love her too, Monique. I'll never hurt her, if that's what you're worried about," he said.

"That's exactly what I was worried about. You're aware she can never get pregnant, it'll kill her. She wouldn't be able to go full term," I said bitterly, disgusted with my sister.

Dolan's voice was soft, "Yes, she told me. I'll make sure she stays on her birth control, Monique. I don't want anything to happen to her, either."

I nodded my head, "Thank you." I sighed, "I guess I'm just a mother hen when it comes to Dawn."

"Well, now there are two of us. We'll keep her safe and she's really taken to the training. You're right, she's truly submissive," he smiled. I smiled back and noticed the bulge of his cock.

"If you've had enough, I'd best put these in the fridge," I said as I picked up the tray of food.

"Sure. Let me help," Dolan said and he gathered the glasses and pitcher Dawn had brought in earlier.

We carried it all back to the kitchen and I busied myself putting the food in containers. He rinsed the glasses and placed them in the dishwasher. I placed the food in the fridge and had just shut the door. Dolan pressed up against my back, cupped my breasts, pinching and pulling my nipples through the silk robe and was kissing me along the back of my neck. "I want you," he said commandingly. "You were so fucking hot in that corset."

I realized that he was having an effect on me, since I hadn't had an orgasm, yet. I kept my voice controlled, "What about Dawn?"

Dolan's mouth worked on the other side of my neck and his hand went under my robe, his fingers delving into my slit and then sliding up to my clit. "She had five orgasms and fell asleep before I could take my pleasure." 

I could feel the head of his cock pushing at my throbbing pussy. "Mine too," I said as I pushed back against him.

I felt his cock enter while his hands roughly stripped my robe from my body. He grabbed my tits, once again, kneading them roughly and pulling at my nipples. I spread my legs further apart. "Ride me hard, Dolan, and make me cum!" I demanded.

Dolan gave a chuckle and buried his fingers into my hips, pounding me hard and relentlessly. I felt my orgasm building. "Is that all you got, bastard?!" I egged him on.

"Bitch!" he said and started ramming his cock into me harder and harder. My orgasm ripped through my body and my hot juices soaked his cock. "Take this, you damn cunt!" and he filled me with his cum. Wrapping his arms around me, he held me tightly against his body for awhile.

Dolan finally withdrew; I turned around and smiled. "Thanks, I needed that," and kissed him passionately. I broke the kiss and we stared at each other with a slight smile. "I won't tell Dawn, so put it out of your mind. Sometimes we just have to help each other out." I retrieved a paper towel and cleaned away cum that had slowly seeped down the inside of my thighs. I knew I would do a better job once I got back upstairs.

His fingers traced along the imprints on my hips, "Sorry, you got me so damn angry with what you said to me."

I gave a light laugh, "That's what I intended to do. If you fuck me, don't think I'm going to be a passive sub. That'll never happen."

Dolan picked my robe off the floor and handed it to me. "No. I don't expect you would. I'd still like to strap you in and whip you sometime for my own pleasure." He had retrieved his towel and wrapped it around his waist.

I raised an eyebrow at his comment, "Only if you can return the favor; I think I'd enjoy having you at my mercy." We both started laughing.

He finally conceded. "No, I don't think either of us will give in to that. It's not in our nature."

"Precisely," I said. I turned to exit the kitchen, but Dolan wrapped his arms around me and drew me in for another passionate kiss. When he broke the kiss and stared into my eyes, I saw the fire and lust radiating in them. 

"May I call you from time to time for some hard sex, like tonight?" he asked.

"Only if Dawn never finds out; I'll not hurt her," I said firmly.

"Agreed, what we did, just now, has my blood boiling." His cock was again tenting the towel around his waist.

"Dawn is upstairs," I stated.

"No. I have to be gentle with her. I think you like it as rough as I do." His hands once again opened my robe.

I knew I wanted it too, but felt guilty about doing it with the man Dawn loved. I pointed my arm at the other side of the kitchen. Dolan looked at me quizzically. "Come with me," and walked over to a blank wall. I smiled as I pressed a panel hidden just behind a free standing cabinet. The wall became a door, leading down a flight of steps into my dungeon.

I turned my head to look at Dolan. "Dawn doesn't even know about this. Welcome, said the spider to the fly," and laughed at my own jest. "Or, more like, two dueling spiders."

Dolan laughed and came over. "You go first so I can shut and seal the door behind us. This will ensure our privacy and we can clean up before we come back up."

Dolan started down the stairs and I followed, sealing the entrance. I joined him at the bottom, where he was standing and looking at my vast array of devices. "I'm truly impressed, Monique."

"I'll take that as a compliment, Dolan." I snaked my hand beneath his towel, letting it drop to the floor, and stroked his hard shaft. He closed his eyes and gave a small moan. I had a feeling that this night was going to turn into a lot more. 



Aunt M Ch. 03



Proofread by Ton8ty. Thank you for all the effort and hard work.

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Dolan grabbed my wrist and pried my hand off his cock. He yanked me roughly in front of him and kissed me passionately again. His other hand began to once again knead my breasts and nipples forcibly. I grabbed his ass cheek and raked my nails across it, knowing I was leaving marks. This got his attention; he stopped suddenly and an angry scowl crossed his face.

"Damn Bitch!" he growled, producing laughter on my part. He backhanded me lightly across the face. I instinctively grabbed his balls and clamped down tightly.

I looked sternly into his eyes and squeezed a bit tighter until he let go of my wrist. "Now," I cautioned, "We are not going to get into physical abuse in my dominion," and I gave an additional squeeze.

Dolan blanched a bit, but didn't utter a word. He nodded his head in agreement and I released my hold, stepping back. He closed his eyes, took in a deep chest full of air and calmed himself. "I'm just used to being in control."

I smiled, knowing that was as close to an apology as I was likely to get. "I like rough sex too, but that doesn't mean beating someone up. Here are my rules: no bondage, but whipping is allowed. For either, I added for good measure."

Dolan's hand reached back and felt the scratches I had left on his ass. "How am I going to explain to Dawn where the scratches came from?"

I smiled again, "That was just an attention getter, before you understood the rules." That was as much of an apology as he was going to get from me.

Dolan gave a deep laugh. "I deserved that, I guess."

I stepped back up to him, wrapped my arms around his waist and gently caressed his ass. "Yes, you did. Now, what would you like first?"

His eyes glinted and a smile creased his lips. He gently removed my robe this time and gave me a heated kiss. He broke the kiss and looked into my eyes. "I think your ass should be whipped, first," he said firmly.

My pussy started throbbing; it'd been years since I last had my ass whipped. I led him over to a cabinet and unlocked it. "What's your pleasure?" He surveyed an assortment of devices, picked up a wide leather flogger and smiled as he ran it through his hand.

I turned away, walked over to the St. Andrews cross, grabbed the rings with my hands and relaxed my body. "I think ten should do it," I said. I could hear his laughter as he walked towards me.

I heard the familiar swishing sound in the air before the leather came crashing down across the center of my ass. The pain felt good and fanned my desires even hotter. I knew he was expecting me to cry out in pain, but I didn't utter a sound.

The next two blows landed above and below the first. I felt a bead of sweat form on my brow, but still maintained silence while my pussy got wetter and throbbed in unison with my clit. Dolan's next three came vertically making my ass look like a sloppy basket weave. I smiled as I heard his breathing getting heavier because of my silence.

Dolan's next blow came up from below, squarely on my cunt. I arched my back, clenching the rings so hard that my nails cut into my palms. The pain was exquisite and my nipples were rock hard and throbbing. I dropped my hands, turned to face him and then grabbed the rings again. I stared into his eyes as moments passed. The look of lust and fire in his eyes reflected my own. "Enough," he said huskily, throwing the flogger down and crossing quickly over to me. He pulled my arms down and hugged me tightly to his body, his tongue exploring the recesses of my mouth.

I found myself being carried over to the four-poster bed situated in the corner. He gently laid me down, being careful of my raw ass and then crawled in beside me. He sucked a nipple into his mouth and then pulled it taut with his teeth. I arched by back, moaned loudly and grabbed his hair. Our breaths were shallow and quick. "I want your ass Monique," Dolan said in a strained, commanding voice.

I rose up on my elbows and looked into his face. I kissed his lips lightly, rolled over and presented my ass to Dolan. I moaned in pleasure when he sank his hard shaft into my pussy, coating it with my juices. He withdrew his cock, plunged his fingers in, rubbed the juices they collected on my anus and then inserted a finger. When he found no resistance, he added another. "You'll find I'm quite accommodating, Dolan, go ahead," I said. 

Dolan sank his hard cock in my pussy one more time and then pushed it through my puckered hole. I relaxed, willing my anal muscles and sphincter to loosen even further. He pushed all the way in until I could feel his balls against my sore skin. I clenched my muscles tightly around his shaft and he groaned. "Oh God, Monique, you're so tight!" He started to slowly fuck my ass and I closed my eyes, enjoying the delightful sensations flooding through my body.

My orgasm was building rapidly and I kept pushing back against him with each forward thrust of his cock. "Oh-o-o-o Yes!!! Fuck me Dolan! Fuck me good! Come on, you can do better then this!" I egged him on more. I was rubbing my clit hard and fast, feeling my orgasm coming to a head. He grabbed my hips tightly and pounded into me with all his strength. I came hard, clenching down on his cock even harder. He pounded one final time, burying into me as far as he could and pumped jet after jet of hot cum into my bowels.

I finally collapsed onto my side on the bed and Dolan rolled with me, keeping his semi-flaccid cock in my ass. I felt his lips softly kiss the back of my neck. "Why do you have to make me angry?" he asked. His cock slipped from my ass and I turned to cuddle next to him.

I looked into his questioning eyes, smiled and kissed his lips softly. "Was it good, Dolan? Didn't it heat your blood to fuck me so hard?" I caressed the side of his face, hoping he would understand without me having to explain my motives.

"Damn, Monique, you're good," he whispered, kissing me slowly and passionately. I smiled when he broke the kiss knowing he understood. "It's really not necessary," he continued, "You get me hot enough without making me angry."

I gave a light laugh. "Okay, new rule, I won't get you angry unless you specify in advance. I'll just let you fuck my brains out." 

Dolan laughed, "I like that rule." He rubbed his hand over my ass and I winced a bit. "Sorry. I guess I got a little rough."

I kissed him again, "I asked for it, remember."

"You did, but I could have held back a bit. I thought you would have screamed by at least the third one. Again, you made me mad." Dolan sighed, "I simply forgot you weren't a sub."

"I think we should get cleaned up and head upstairs before we're missed," I said. I pointed to a door at the other end of the room. "That's the bath."

We rolled off the bed, smiling at each other, walked silently into the bathroom and took a shower together. I washed his body and he washed mine, being careful of the welts that now covered my ass. After we finished, we both dried off and I retrieved a jar of ointment.

"Turn around, Dolan, let me put some on those scratches," I said.

"Still giving me orders?" he asked with a smile.

"No more than you," I smiled back, but he did turn and I applied the ointment. I turned around and his hands gently rubbed some into my ass. I moaned at the feel of his hands.

"I think you'd better stop now, Dolan," I said as I felt the stirrings of my lust beginning. "I need to take care of Rick, yet, and you have Dawn." He withdrew his hands, laid them firmly on my hips for a few moments and then dropped them.

We made our way back upstairs and into the kitchen. I showed him the hidden control panel and then we made our way upstairs, each going to our respective rooms. I quietly opened the door and Rick was still snoring. I shrugged off my robe and crawled into bed next to him. He automatically draped his arm across me and snuggled up next to my body. I reached down and softly stroked his cock, feeling it begin to respond. By the time I had it hard, Rick moaned and then woke up.

I could see his smile in the dimly lit room. He gathered me into his arms and gave me a slow sensual kiss. After my rough sessions with Dolan, I was ready for the softness of Rick's love making. He went slowly, caressing and kissing my body. He spent longer on my breasts than I could stand, so I told him I needed his cock in my pussy. He rolled between my legs and fucked me slowly and deeply. My moans kept mounting along with my pending orgasm.

The orgasm ripped through my body and Rick increased his tempo. He kept pounding into me hard and fast and I climaxed once again, bringing Rick with me this time. "Oh-h-h-h yes! Yes! Yes!" he exclaimed over and over again and then collapsed limply on top of me. I heard him sigh, "Oh, Monique, you're so beautiful." Once our breathing regained a semblance of normalcy, he lifted off and kissed me deeply yet again. When he rolled to the side, I turned to cuddle next to his body and off my sore ass.

"Rick, what time do you need to be up tomorrow?" I whispered.

"I don't. I took tomorrow off," he replied sleepily.

"Good, we can sleep in then." I smiled and rested my head in the crook of his arm. He gave me a gentle hug and we both drifted off to sleep.

I awoke at my usual time; around five. Rick's hard on was pressed up against my stomach. I kissed him lightly on the lips and he mumbled in his sleep. I eased down the bed, took his cock into my mouth and worked him down to the base. I kept slowly sucking up and down his shaft until he moaned again and woke up.

"Oh God, Monique," he whispered.

I quickly straddled his body, guided his cock into my pussy and plunged down, arching my back, loving the deep penetrating feeling it was giving me. Rick reached for my breasts and kneaded them while I rode his shaft in and out of my hot hole. I felt my orgasm starting to peak and pressed my hands against his shoulders. He started to thrust hard into me, pounding against my sore pussy lips. My orgasm hit, my juices seeping around his cock and onto his balls. He grabbed my hips hard and I felt him pump his cum into me. I finally rested my head on his shoulder, catching my breath.

His hands trailed up then down my back and finally hit my sore ass. I winced a bit and my pussy involuntarily clenched his cock. I sat up, smiled and gave him a light kiss.

"I'm going to shower. Why don't you go back to sleep? When you wake up again, clean up and come downstairs. I'll make you breakfast before you go," I said.

Rick's face showed disappointment, "I was hoping I could spend the day with you."

I looked at him sternly. "No, I have things to do. Now, sleep." I lifted off of him, stepped off the bed and turned to go into the bathroom.

I heard the covers being thrown back and turned to face Rick as he came up to me. Concern was etched in his face, "What happened, Monique?" He turned me back around and his eyes scanned the welts on my ass while his hands gently traced them.

Anger crossed my face, "What?"

Rick blushed a moment and then cast his eyes down to the floor. "I'm sorry, Mistress. It distresses me to see you hurt."

"I'm not." I pointed to the bed, ordering him to go back. He slowly turned and got back into the bed. I could see him fighting the very natural instinct to be a protective man. Leaving him with his struggles, I entered the bathroom to clean up.

After I finished cleaning up, I put on a fresh robe before leaving. Rick was sitting against the headboard; he had obviously been crying. I came over and sat next to him.

I used my hand to wipe away his tears. "Rick, look at me," I said soothingly. He turned his distraught gaze to mine. I laid my hand on the side his face. "I'm not in the habit of explaining things. You will have to trust me."

"He hurt you, didn't he?" said Rick, still upset, and cast his eyes back down.

I grabbed his chin with my hand, "I said look at me!" His eyes shot up to mine. 

"This has obviously upset you. This will be the only time I will ever explain this to you so pay attention. There isn't a single piece of equipment I own that I haven't had used on myself first." His eyes grew wide. 

"I asked Master D to give me ten, but he stopped at seven. What I do does not concern you. You are to trust me, be loyal, obey and make me proud. I am not hurt nor would I allow that to happen. Do you trust me?"

Rick nodded his head, "Yes, Mistress. I didn't understand."

I gave a firm nod, "Then, if you are not sleepy, go clean up and come down to the kitchen."

"Yes, Mistress, I'm sorry," Rick said.

I stood up, left the room and made my way down the hall. I paused momentarily when I heard a moan from the guest room. I smiled and went downstairs. I busied myself with fixing coffee and Dawn's favorite breakfast. After setting the table for four, I was sitting at the head, sipping my coffee, when Rick came down and knelt at my feet.

I ran my fingers through his hair and once again felt the stir of sexual excitement. Okay, I decided and caved in to my baser instincts for sex. "Look at me," I commanded.

Rick looked up with yearning and love in his eyes. I smiled at him, "I've changed my mind. You may stay, if you'd like, and we can explore some more limits."

Rick's face lit up like a kid at Christmas. "Oh, thank you, Mistress." He laid his head on my leg and caressed it with trembling hands.

"Sit at my right and I'll get you breakfast." Rick quickly stood and sat in the chair to my right. "Do you drink coffee?"

"Yes, Mistress, with cream only," he replied. I got up and fixed his coffee, brought juice and a helping of the breakfast I had prepared for everyone. Rick quickly wolfed everything down and I smiled.

"Would you like more, Rick?" I asked.

"Yes, Mistress, it's very good," he said as he handed me his plate and cup. To his surprise, I placed his plate in the dishwasher and got him a clean one. I brought his seconds over and continued to sip my coffee. When he finished this time, I cleared his dishes except for the cup which I refilled.

"Rick, Master D and his new sub should be down shortly; she's my niece." His face showed his surprise. "You will remain seated until I order your release. Make me proud."

"Yes, Mistress," he said, taking a sip of his coffee.

I heard sounds from the living room and in a few minutes, Master D and Dawn came in, fully dressed.

"It smells good Mon ... Mistress M," said Master D.

"Why don't you two have a seat and I'll serve you?" I said as I stood.

"My sub will help you," Master D said. "Dawn, kiss your Aunt good morning."

Dawn came over, gave me a hug and kiss.

"Come on sweetheart. I made your favorite. I want you to have a good breakfast before work," I said.

She nodded her head and I smiled.

Dawn served her Master first before setting a plate down for herself. I poured myself more coffee and sat back down.

"M, this is wonderful. I've never tasted anything like it before," said Master D.

"Thanks. It's an old family recipe. I haven't handed it down to anyone yet. It's one of Dawn's favorites." I smiled, pleased he liked it.

Master D turned to Dawn. "Do you cook, Dawn?"

Dawn shook her head and I gave a light laugh.

"Maybe I should bring you over for cooking lessons, then," said Master D. Dawn nodded she would be willing, which pleased me greatly. Master D looked at me.

"I believe I can work a schedule around her work and your time. I do have some ability for organization. We can start with basics and graduate into gourmet," I said.

Master D quirked an eyebrow, "M, you're full of surprises. I think that being part of this family is going to prove to be interesting when Dawn and I are married." With that statement, Dawn squealed and threw her arms around Master D, kissing him. We both laughed at her outburst.

"Oh, sorry, Master," she said and sat back down.

"Under the circumstances, you're forgiven. Now, finish your breakfast so I can get you to work," said Master D.

"What are your plans today, M," he inquired.

"I'll be working with my sub today," I said firmly. "We have much territory to explore."

Master D nodded his understanding. They finished their breakfast and I had Rick clear the dishes. He returned and knelt on the floor by my chair. I smiled, knowing that he wanted to go to the bathroom. "Rick, go to the bathroom and then wait for me upstairs," I said. He thanked me and left quickly. I figured after four cups of coffee, one large juice and a glass of water he was probably ready to burst. I smiled to myself at what the day might bring.

Master D and Dawn soon left and I secured the doors. I slowly walked back upstairs and into my bedroom. Rick was kneeling on the floor waiting for me.

"Rick, come with me. There's another room you need to become familiar with."



Aunt M



Master D slowly inserted the head of his cock and Rick groaned into my mouth. "Rick relax and push out like your moving your bowels and it won't hurt as bad," I instructed. He did as I said and Master D slid through his ring and held there for Rick to get adjusted to the feel and size. I started kissing Rick deeply again while D slowly sank his shaft all the way into Rick's ass. Rick started moaning softly when D slid in and out. 

"Damn he's tight M; so-o-o-o fucking tight; feels so-o-o-o fucking good!" Master D exclaimed. I got up off the couch to stand by Dawn who was all eyes at the scene taking place before her. I noticed that her breathing had picked up and her nipples were hard. Seeing her boyfriend take another man up the ass was really turning her on; it hadn't escaped D's notice either. I left Dawn when Rick's moans were increasing.

"Oh God; Mistress M may I cum!" he screamed. I got down on the floor between his legs. "Slut; cum in my mouth," and I wrapped my mouth around his cock and suck down. "Arghhh," he screamed as he shot his cum into my mouth. A minute later Master D screamed out also and shot his into Rick's ass. He stood a moment to regain his composure and then spotted the butt plug I had laid on the couch. He reached down, removed his cock and re-inserted the plug into Rick's ass. 

Master D slapped it into place, "Damn your pussy is good slut."

"Thank you Master D," said Rick still panting.

"Master D; have your slut show you the guest room. She knows where it is," I said. "It has its own private bath for your pleasure and privacy."

"Thank you Mistress M," he said and then turned to Dawn quite aroused by the whole scene she had just witnessed, "Slut show me." Dawn jumped up and led D upstairs.

"D; I'll leave the cabinet open for your use," I called as they ascended the stairs.

Rick managed to finally stand and looked at me with a smile. "Let's get you into the shower and clean you up. I still need to administer your punishment; looks like a long night ahead of us," I said as I kissed him deeply once again. I broke the kiss and looked into his lust filled eyes, "I expect you to undress me before we shower." I led him by the hand up the stairs.



Aunt Maggie & My Flower



A virginal adult, I began my spring vacation a year ago. I’m virginal no longer. 

I was 18, 6’, blonde, with hazel eyes, 150 lbs, and thoroughly red-cheeked under the stare of a woman of any desirable description. To say red-cheeked is an understatement. I trembled. And so, while it was extremely unlikely for me to have never even seen a woman’s breasts, not on the printed page or graphic screen, it was so. However, it should be noted, that I did frequent those graphic images and filled hundreds of tissues with love-juice.

That spring vacation, though, this all changed. I went to outside Panama City, on Mexico beach, I believe it is, to stay at my aunt and cousin’s (the uncle had left the picture over a year’s divorce, and was of no blood relation to me). When I was there, to enjoy the beach and the small town, since I would have been no better at home without a car, and without the funds to travel to any spring break location, my aunt and 5 years younger cousin were the only ones with me. 

It was a five day trip, and the first day I spent on the beach with my family. I should probably tell you what my aunt looks like. She’s 40, 5’7, fire red hair, a few freckles, sea blue eyes, and c-cup breasts that sagged no lower than a teenager’s (does not all youth dream of a woman that’s seen the world, but has only a wrinkle or two that adds to her brilliant charm). She has a 4-pack, only an ounce of fat that fills out a dream ass, and couldn’t weigh any more than an angel of her build would. On the beach that day, I was in my usual red trunks and a t-shirt; I am quite pale and know that 90% of aging is sun damage, so I avoid it. My aunt walked down from the house across the small road that was no more than 200 yards off the beach with my cousin. He is quite inconsequential and I shall not even bother with him. She was wearing a leopard skin 2-piece that gave me a tent in my trunks.

On the beach she stayed on a towel reading while I ventured into the water, where there were perhaps 20-30 other people, none distinctly note-worthy. Since the beach was not particularly deep against the residential areas as it was, I could wade into the water waist deep and still see my aunt clearly. This was important, because I was quite excited by the sight of her, and so I slid my trunks down to my knees and masturbated under water to the sight of her. I came in less than 5 minutes. All-in-all, it was a rather depressing experience because, while she was so remarkable, I had an immeasurable rue in my gut for this sad existence. I had no foreseeable alternative, however, so I accepted it and returned to her on the beach to join her in reading. 

After a long day of relaxing, we returned to the house around 3 to shower and prepare for dinner. It was rather uneventful. However, as the bathroom is, there is a window that is perhaps 5 and a half feet off of the shower floor and I showered first. Next my aunt took hers. I retired to my room, only to go outside and find a nice spot 20 ft from the window to see what I could. It was only a half window, in the form of a semi-circle that was not glazed. It was my aperture to heaven. I kneeled outside until I saw her get into the shower and this is what I was able to see: her red hair down to below her shoulders, and her bust, that is head down to her shoulders; similar to what one sees on a primetime television sitcom’s example of nudity. 

But, seeing her skin and her face and hair soaking in the shower, suds stumbling down to sacred parts of the goddess, was enough to make me quite erect, and enough to cover my cover shrub in a yellow, salty excretion.

Dinner was pleasant; she was wearing a yellow summer dress and a plain white bra, which I took distinct note of.

The second day of my vacation was a bit more eventful. Since there was only basic cable in the house, my activities were thus limited to the beach, a walk down to a pharmacy with comics, and crummy TV; masturbation became something I had worked into my schedule for a 2-3 time daily indulgence. It was to be a painfully insatiable peak.

Though on this day, my cousin was bike riding around the neighborhood with some chum friend, and only my aunt and I went to the beach. She is a liberal soul- the family says that she was never at home unless abroad in Spain or France, and not true to the Irish that I had subversive in my features to my father’s English heritage. So, to digress no further, she proposed that, us being both adult enough, it wouldn’t be inappropriate for her to take off her top when lying down to avoid tan-lines. She did so after I rubbed sun tan lotion on her back, and almost shot some lotion of my own into my swimming trunks. When she did so, I was sure to lie on my stomach to conceal my unbearable excitement. I shall add that her nipples were heavenly. They were full, puffy, and a pure pink, that seemed silkier than any man deserves to smear. Well, I came instantly when I entered the water for a quick swim some 10 minutes later.

Though, that wasn’t the climax of the day. After our day on the beach, spent with few words between each other, we returned to the house, and were to shower for an Italian dinner. I thought that I would shower first. Though, feeling energetic, and having my aunt’s image in mind, I decided to masturbate in the bathroom before my shower. The bathroom had a large mirror 8’ long, and that showed me from my upper thighs to the ceiling. This turned me on when naked and jacking while flexing my abs ready to shoot as it would on the cold white tile floor. Though the shower wasn’t yet on, and we had been back for an hour so there was a misunderstanding. 

The bathroom had two doors- a regular one in a tiny hallway that connected the family room and the office, and a sliding one on the wall opposite the mirror that didn’t lock, and opened into a bedroom- my aunt’s. So, I was in the middle of the mirror, masturbating, stark naked, and I had a visitor. My aunt opened the sliding door, naked, with only a robe closed around her torso that gave full body coverage, which she was opening as she entered the room. I froze. 

She saw me as she stood in the doorway, her eyes finally off of the task of opening her robe. Her sea blue eyes caught mine off the mirror as I stood, my right hand still grasping my 7” penis, fully erect at a 45% angle with the ground. My left hand had jetted out to hold the wall as my heart had leaped out of my chest and I could only wait. Her hand quickly covered her mouth after her eyes made it down from my face to my penis in a quick assessment of the room. 

She said only “oh, god” before looking back at me in the face, placing her right hand over her heart and saying “I’m so sorry.”

I said nothing.

“I…I…I thought no one was in here. I’m so sorry.”

I came.

The excitement had forced me to cum when I moved my right hand, after seeing her full naked body, and seeing a full red haired vagina. We both watched the cum squirt out of my penis in bursts. This made us both freeze completely unable to move. A minute after staring at the cum on the floor, I went for some toilet paper and she took a tissue from the bathroom counter-top and we both went to the floor to mop it up.

After the cum was no longer a tool for escaping an unendurable conversation, she asked me “Do you do this often?” in a truly inquisitive tone.

“I mean, you came really quickly” she added.

“Ummmmm, maybe three times a day” I replied. I was too frozen to respond with anything but the truth.

“Wow, don’t you have a girlfriend?” She responded.

“Um, no, I don’t. I’ve never had a girlfriend.”

“Why?” We were both still naked but now looking at each other directly, not digressing with glances at genetalia. 

“I don’t know. Girls have liked me but I couldn’t drive until recently- state law- and I don’t know, it just never sort of happened.” I gave her the answer I had reasoned to myself a million times.

“Wow; have you ever been with a girl?”

“How do you mean?”

She laughed, “words of a different generation; have you ever 'scored' with a girl?”

“I’ve kissed a girl, with spin the bottle, but never more.” 

She believed me. My mother, her sister, was a rather tyrannical force, and keeping up with many AP classes gave me little time, like all other dorks, to attend parties and be an active member of the lifestyle, and I never attended camp, so I simply never had the opportunity. 

“Have you ever, before me, seen a girl naked?”

“No.” I said it with a blush and a look down at my feet, which gave me another blush upon realizing we were both naked.

She picked up on my blushes and realized that we were both naked, and stepped back, figuratively speaking, and looked me up and down as I did the same on both me and her, following suit. It had been 15 minutes since I came- awkward conversations take a long time as that did, and seeing her naked was, much to my excruciating embarrassment, enough to make my penis rise again. Her mouth opened at this.

“I suppose I’m a sight your likely to enjoy.” She smiled. “So you’ve never known a woman!” she said more to herself than to me. “We’re going to fix that.” At which point she looked me straight in the eyes, and I saw a profound sight- her hair in a pony tail, her blue eyes with faint wrinkles at their corners staring straight into me, and her tender full red lips, redder than a rose, smiling in the world’s most dangerous way.

She put her hand on my shoulder, and leant in to kiss me on the cheek. She said, “I’ll be gentle” in a whisper that made the hair on my skin stand on end, and she licked the lobe of my ear. I quivered. She then licked my lips and kissed them gently, before creeping down. Kissing my nipples and running her hands up and down my body, she reached my penis. She kissed it.

“I know you’re sensitive, so try and focus, hold it back, and I’ll take care of you.” She then said, looking at me in the eyes from her knees, her hands holding my ass.

She then took my right hand and placed it behind her head, in her hair, after undoing the pony tail. She took my left hand, sucked on my pointer finger, and placed it on her breast. She then sucked on the head of my penis. I quivered.

She took the whole 7” into her mouth, cupping my balls and worked it back out of her mouth.

“Squishwhishsqshsuish” I heard.

She pulled her mouth off, and began jerking it. She played with the head and then made her way to the base again, the tongue of her mouth protecting my cock from her teeth. In and out, in and out, “slgurpglrshuishguishslpprupguishslish”. Saliva balled out and reached the floor.

We were both lubed with anticipation and she stood up. She kissed me, putting her hand behind my head, and forcing her slow, firm tongue into my mouth, slowly pulling off, and meeting my eyes. She got down onto the floor, and pulled me down with her, her back on the tile, and pussy slightly upward, telling me to penetrate her.

I did so. She grabbed my ass, after smiling and closing her eyes. She began rocking me back and forth. I continued and she ejaculated “faster, make me hurt inside baby!”

“flopflopflopsmackflopsmackflopsmackflopsmackflop” I was slamming it into her as fiercely as I could and she smiled, her eyes closed, her red hair out against the cold tile.

She began to moan “ohoh Yes Yes, HARder Harder HARDER HARDER, YES YES YES, Oh God, Oh God OH GOD OH GOD OH OH OH OH FASTER FASTER FUCK ME FUCK ME! FUCK ME! DAMNIT FUCK MY CUNT!” 

“SMACK FLOP SMACK FLOP SMACK FLOP SMACK FLOP”

“I WANT TO FEEL YOU IN MY STOMACH, FUCK ME HARD OHOHHOHOHOHHHHHH YES YES YES” Her breasts were violently flying forward and backward.

I moaned “OH GOD, I’m GETTING CLOSE”

Her eyes abruptly opened, and she forced me out of her. I was still kneeling, startled, she flopped onto her belly to reach my penis and crammed it into her mouth. She put my hand on her head and she made me face-fuck her until I came into her mouth. “OH GOD!!!!!! I’m CUMMMMMMMMING!”

I came. She pulled her mouth off, and drooled the cum onto her chest, rubbing it in. She smiled after taking her eyes off her task, and looked back at me, my chest racing; I believed that it had left with my cum in an orgasm so violent my whole body quaked. She kissed me gently and whispered into my ear, “next time, you’ll have to do something for me.”

She got up and, as she left, she saw that her son's friend had seen the entire ordeal. 

To be continued……………



Aunt Maggie and Our Dilemma



To pick up where I left off, my aunt and I saw that my cousin’s friend had seen us fuck. She wasn’t frozen in dealing with him. My aunt covered her genitalia with her hands, grabbed a towel and slapped him across the face.

“How dare you spy you peeping tom!” She snapped at him viciously, his only reply being a frozen blush of terror and embarrassment intermixed.

“You better get out of here, and if I hear you say one word of this, I will snap every bone in your body, and I’ll then tell your mother about your wandering eyes. We both know her, and I bet she won’t take kindly to your perversion! Well? Get out of here!” my aunt scowled.

The boy took off like the wind.

My aunt, still holding her towel over her torso, returned to the bathroom, where I had stood the entire time, covering my penis with my hands as though that mitigated our fuck, stood before me and told me not to worry about it. I was willing to take her word on it, and she told me to get dressed for dinner, since she had to shower. As I left, she grabbed my ass, gave it a nice squeeze, and said to me, with a smile, “Don’t forget that I’ve gotta have my fun, like you just did, this week too.”

I smiled, in just pure emptiness, still in awe over the course of events that had left me no longer a virgin, still pulsating with pleasure after my orgasm and still with Goosebumps all over from one startling occurrence after another.

Dinner was uneventful, except that, with my dessert at the restaurant (my aunt doesn’t cook), my aunt requested a taste. I offered her my plate, but I saw that that was not what she wanted. So, I took a spoonful of the chocolate, and offered it to her, at which point she took the whole spoonful in her mouth, me still holding the spoon, and slowly pulled off the spoon, licking it, and then her lips while looking at me the entire time. I smiled with mixed amazement, profound reverence for my aunt, and incredible horniness.

I jacked off that night in bed before going to sleep, reflecting upon the day’s events.

The next day was substantially MORE eventful than the last. We all went to the beach until about 2:30, and then returned to read indoors and get out of the nasty skies and humidity. Ten minutes after we returned, my aunt got a phone call.

“Speaking...” my aunt said, and only seconds later, had her jaw drop and cheeks turn pale as a sheet. “Okay, okay, now?, I can do that, hmmmm, alright, we’ll be right over.”

“Honey, we’ve gotta go over to someone’s house now- I’ll explain on the way” my aunt told me, putting a shawl over her bottoms, still wearing her two-piece U.S.A flag bikini. I was wearing a white t-shirt and my red swimming suit, what we had both worn to the beach, and we left.

On the way, my aunt explained to me the story of the phone call. “That boy, your cousin’s friend, is actually a cousin of yours. You see, on your mother and my side of the family, our Uncle married a gypsy, and was ostracized by the whole family. Well, he had a house down here just like his brother; your grandfather did in close proximity to one another, kept in the family from even further back. Well, the only daughter of my uncle, Loretta, and a childhood friend of mine when your mother and I were at this house as kids, had a child of her own, out of wedlock, and that is my son’s friend. The woman is, by relation, my cousin, and your cousin once removed. So, she wants to speak with us. Neither your mother nor I have actually seen her since we were children, because the gypsy blood, we assume, made her quite impetuous and inclined to indulge in certain drugs. She was, and naturally is, 5 years my younger, and to be perfectly honest with you, I sincerely doubt she knew that her son was hanging out with my own- I had no such idea myself since they had just met at the park last summer, and weren’t terribly close. Though make no mistake of it- we are not on sour terms, and have shared the occasional phone call.”

With those words, we reached a house, weather worn and unpainted, but roughly the same style and size as my aunt’s. We knocked, and found that the door was open, so she let herself in, and I followed. We found my newly discovered cousin, Loretta, sitting in a chair in the sitting room just inside the house. I was surprised to see that the room was relatively well-kept and there was nothing explicit or indigent about it- the woman may have had a wild youth but wasn’t a poor mother.

Physically, my cousin was a distinct creature, and very different from my mother and aunt. She was only 35, and looked no older than 25. She was tall, around 5’10, with long, thick, full, silky, and black hair, and dark inset eyes. Her complexion was perfectly clean, and she had slightly tan skin. She had sizeable breasts, not quite as large as my aunt’s, who was a tighter figure, but a very full b, which was incredible with her legs that were at least a mile long. She was wearing a white tube top, which had two nipple marks without a bra, and which was high enough to show her belly-button ring and perfectly flat stomach. She was also wearing a pair of cut-off jean shorts that made their way half-way down her thighs, and a pair of flip-flops. My eyes were in heaven.

“So glad to see you Maggie!” Loretta said enthusiastically.

“I return that sentiment but I’d like to know what brought us here after so long.” My aunt said, not with any kind of dislike, but warmth.

“You always were matter-of-fact, even if you were the liberalist one of the family,” retorted my cousin with a coy smile.

“I presume that you knew of my nephew’s presence and requested his attendance at this reunion because you heard some things from your son?” asked my aunt, “And, I will say that it is nice to see that you are well.”

My cousin smiled and responded, “Thank you, and yes, indeed that is the case. From what I hear, this boy had his virginity lost in that very bathroom. I am not mistaken, am I?” she asked me, with those black eyes that pierct my very resistance. Though, I still managed to look at my aunt, who nodded to me to imply that I should respond.

“Yes ma’am.”

“Well, I can see you’re in fit shape, and quite cute! He must’ve been incredible- so unmarred for so long?” my cousin asked my aunt.

“Indeed” my aunt said smiling, “he was very pleasing. Men are at their sexual prime by 18, and I haven’t ever before been able to say that the lack of duration was replaced in spades by the intensity of it all.”

“I thought that would be so.”

“So? What is it that you wanted to say that you didn’t want to mention over the phone?” asked my aunt after a few more minutes of small talk.

“Well, the way I see it, I am down here in Florida all alone, and I would like some company, and some pleasure.”

“Okay, so what do we have to do with that?”

“Well, I would hate to have to raise an issue over an aunt breaking her nephew in, especially to that aunt’s sister.”

“Oh how dare you! What are you suggesting?”

“I will forget this whole incident, but only if you two give me something to remember instead. I want him, and I want you to watch.” My cousin had made her intentions known, they excited me, I confess, as she declared them with a wicked smile.

“Oh God! How dare you!” retorted my aunt indignantly.

“Maggie, it’s all right. You could get in a ton of trouble, and even lose your son if this got out. I’ll do what she wants, I don’t object, it’s what’s best for us.” I interjected in an earnest plea for reason.

“Listen to your nephew Maggie, you don’t want to ruin lives, when I’m certain this boy here will even be much happier after I have my way with him than if you prove to be your sister.”

“I am not my sister Loretta!” my aunt followed this assertion with a sigh, looked at me, where I said that I was sure, and finally agreed to this diabolical proposal.

“Good, cousin, take off your top, and boy, suck on her nipple,” my cousin directed.

My aunt took off her top, and her gorgeous breasts popped out, and I gently placed my hand on her right one, looking at her all the while. I bent down, and took the whole nipple in my mouth, circling my tongue around it.

“Now take off your shirt and trunks boy.”

I did so, and my semi-erect penis was visible to all.

“I knew you’d like being this boy.” Loretta said smiling.

My aunt the whole while, was not visibly enraged or indignant, but seemed to accept the reality as though it were not at all unusual, which enabled me to enjoy it much more, knowing that she didn’t disapprove.

“Now, Maggie, take off your bottoms and your shawl, and go and sit on that chair,” she said pointing to a large brown leather chair in the corner of the room that faced the rest of the small room.

My aunt did so, and my tall cousin got up, and pulled on my hand to go into the center of the room, standing on a black area rug. She slid off her top and took my head and forced her tongue into it. My hand was running through her thick black hair, and my other hand was placed on her breast. Her tongue forced its way into the back of my mouth, and she sucked on my tongue after pulling hers out. She looked into my eyes, as I stood frozen by her topless bust, and she licked my lips, telling me to look at my aunt. I did so and I saw her sitting on the chair, her breasts sitting there, so full and plump, casting a shadow over her flat stomach, and much to my immediate erection. Her legs were spread apart each on an end of the chair, with her fingers rubbing the fire red hair of her unshaved vagina. I saw her fingers pinch her pink nipple and slide into her mouth before they slowly touched the flaps of her pussy. I was getting close just looking into her eyes as she did this.

My cousin grabbed my cock while I stood mesmerized and said into my ear, “if you dare cum before you make me see God, you will sincerely regret it,” in a way that sent a shiver down my spine, but that made me hornier than I had ever been before, because her dark eyes, and dark complexion were so pure and profound, with two dark nipples, that I was incapable of considering my own pleasure before doing her will.

I got down to my knees, and slid off her jean shorts, at which point I learned that she was wearing no underwear. I kissed her vagina, which had a full piece of hair facing me, but was without hair near the sacred parts. She got down to the ground, coming around me, after turning around and making me squeeze her ass, which made me in turn tremble with excitement, so that she lay between myself and my aunt who was looking at me straight in the soul. She then placed her hand behind my head, forced her way into my mouth again with her tongue, bit on my nipple, and then forced my head onto her cumslit. 

I could taste a bitter-sweet cum all over her pussy as I licked her pussy lips, and penetrated her pussy with my tongue. I replaced my tongue with two fingers, and sucked on her clit, swirling it like a tornado. She took my right hand after it had been in her pussy, sucked it dry of cum, replacing it with her saliva, and gave it back to me, moaning with pleasure.

“oh god yessssss, oh yesss, good boy good boy, I want to feel you inside me! Oh god! Swirl it! He he he he ho hohohohohohohohohohohohoh god oh god oh oh oh!!!!!!” she was panting heavily and she grabbed the back of my head, and pulled my hair violently, taking my head off her pussy.

“Damnit, God! Maggie, come here now, and you, get on the floor on your back!”

I did so, and she climbed on top of me, so that her breasts were on my chest, and she put my cock into her pussy. I saw that she took my aunt, just over my face, and kissed her long and passionately, flicking their pink tongues, and drooling warm saliva on my face as their red lips met and their hair fell to just around my head, as I humped her pussy. They were groping at each other over my face, as I fuck her harder and harder.

My aunt then got into a doggy position, when my cousin told me to eat her pussy. I began to suck on my aunt’s clit which was sitting on my face, with my cousins head resting on her ass, bobbing back and forth. 

“DON’T STOP FUCKING ME BOY!!!! I WANT IT HARDER HARDER HARDER, OH OH OH OHHOHOOHOHOHOH, FUCK ME FUCK ME FUCK ME BOY, DAMNIT FUCK ME IDIOT, OH GOD FUCK ME FUCK ME FUCK MEFUCK ME”

My face meanwhile was covered in cum from my aunt who’s pussy I was still fucking with my mouth as well as I could given the circumstances.

“good job honey, suck it, oh yeah, oh yeah baby, oh baby, OH EAT ME, OH YEAH, OH YEAH, YEAH YEAH YEAH YES YES” moaned my aunt.

“smackflopsquicshsquishwish flopsmakflopshwishflopsmakflishwishquish smaksmaksmakwish” went my mouth and my cock.

“OH GOD OH GOD OOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHH” both cousin and aunt were now yelling.

“I’M CUMMMMMING” my aunt moaned as she rub her clit on my face, and I felt a stream of cum all over the place. “YESSSSSS!”

“DAMN IT DON’T STOP FUCKING ME! YES YES YES OH OH OH OHOH OHOHOHOH GOOOOOODDDDD YESSSS!” My cousin screamed as I felt her body quake and her vagina pulsate around my cock that was still pumping hard inside of her. “GOOD BOY, YES I’M CUMMMINGGGGGG OH OH GOOOOODDDDDD! YESssss, yes, good boy. Are you close?” she asked as I smelled her perfume, her neck on my face, and her mouth whispering into my ear.

“Yes ma’am”, I said, my face still no longer covered my by aunts pussy, as she was two feet away, rubbing herself and moaning, in the face of my cousin.

She then got off of me, grabbed my aunt’s hair, and pulled her onto my penis which she took with her mouth, at which point she took the head, and sucked me dry.

“OH YEAH OH YESSSSS” I moaned as I covered my chest in cum, my aunt licking on my penis, and jacking it off. 

“Now clean him off” said my cousin.

My aunt, following instructions, licked off all the cum, and swirled it around in her mouth, finally swallowing it all, and kissing me after the job was done, leaving me to feel her warm mouth on mine, her breaths slowly caressing my skin.

“Good, now we should all clean up,” suggested my cousin.



Aunt Maggie's Mistake



I doubt that most men start out their marriage wondering what it would be like to see their wives making love with other men. Most come to the realization that it would be great to observe her only after events and circumstances bring them to that point. I am an exception. I knew that I wanted to watch my wife with others even before I met her. The story I'm going to relate will be considered somewhat sick buy some, but real life has never been accused of being pretty and I learned a long time ago that it's stupid to try to apologize for things over which you have no control.

In the fall of my eighteenth year the even that would shape the rest of my sexual life occurred. Some explanation will be necessary to set the stage so bear with me for a bit. My father and mother had an off again on again relationship that probably could never be understood by anyone other than themselves. They fought like cats and dogs most of the time and the usual outcome of those fights would be my father packing his bags and moving out. A month or two later he would move back in. During the periods of his absence my mother did not stay home and sulk. She spent a good deal of her evenings when he was gone bar hopping and going to parties and she usually had company in the person of her sister, my Aunt Margaret.

The night that imprinted the sexual attitudes I would carry for the rest of my life started like most others. We were in a period of dad being gone. My mother and I had finished dinner and I was doing the dishes when Aunt Maggie called my mother and invited her to a party. As mom was going out the door she told me not to stay up too late since the next day was a school day. I did my homework, watched some TV and was in bed by ten. A noise woke me up and I saw from the bedside clock that it was a little after one in the morning. I heard more noises and I got up to see what they were. They were coming from the living room and I went to the head of the stairs and looked over the railing. Aunt Maggie was on her back on the living room floor, legs spread, skirt up to her waist, panties hanging from one ankle and she was being fucked by some man who I'd never seen before. Aunt Maggie had both of her hands on the man's ass and it seemed as if she was pulling him into her. He pounded away and every time he was on the up stroke Aunt Maggie's ass would leave the floor and follow him up as though she couldn't bear to part with his cock. 

Aunt Maggie was NOT the one making the noise. Sitting in an armchair not three feet from Aunt Maggie and her lover was my mother. She was rapidly moving her fingers in and out of her pussy and saying, "Fuck him Maggs, fuck him. Make him cum Maggs, make him cum." 

I slunk down on the floor and looked through the banisters at the scene below. Eventually, and I have no idea of the expired time, the guy let loose his load and got up from between Aunt Maggie's legs. He started to wipe off his dick, but my mother said, "Oh no you don't. Bring it here." The man walked over to my mother and she took his cock in her mouth and started to suck him. 

Aunt Maggie got up from the floor, but before her skirt fell down to cover things I saw cum dripping from her pussy lips and running down her legs. There was a knock at the front door and Aunt Maggie went to answer it. Another man I'd never seen before walked into the living room, "Sorry I'm late. Have I missed anything?" 

Aunt Maggie said, "Not that you can't catch up on." 

The guy walked over to where my mother was giving her blow job and as he was pulling his dick out of his pants he asked, "Can I get some of that?" 

Aunt Maggie said, "She's busy, but I can help." 

I watched as both women alternated sucking cocks and finally my mother said, "We need to take this some place more comfortable" and with that they all headed for the stairs. I beat a hasty retreat to my bedroom and got back in bed. I pulled the covers up over my head and stayed as still as I could and sure enough my mother looked in on me as she was on her way to her bedroom.

I waited a good ten minutes and then I got up and moved quietly down the hallway. Stopping at my mother's bedroom door I listened to what was going on. I did not see anymore that night, but near as I could tell both women fucked both guys and sucked both guys - more than once. Naturally I had developed a hard on and just as naturally I went back to my room and took care of it. One thing was certain - having watched what went on I wanted to see more.

Over the next few weeks I remained awake when ever my mother went out hoping to see more, but I only had one opportunity to see something. My mother brought a guy home and fucked him on the living room couch. The first time she took the guy doggie style, sucked him hard again and then she let him fuck her in the missionary position. When they were done she walked him to the front door and then headed up the stairs for bed. I waited until I heard her bedroom door close before I beat myself silly.

Then, at least as far as my getting to watch was concerned - disaster struck. My dad came back. For almost six months all was harmony between my folks. It was during this period of sweetness and light that I made a discovery. The heat vent in my bedroom broke - when I pushed the little knob down to open the slats they would not move. I took the vent apart to see if I could fix it and while I was down on my knees I noticed that with the vent out in my room I could see into the next room through that room's vent slats. Since the next room was the room that Aunt Maggie used when she stayed over I figured that I could put the vent to good use.

The inevitable finally happened. Mom and dad got to squabbling and things escalated until he packed his bags and left. He wasn't gone two days when Aunt Maggie called and told my mother about this great party they could go to. Aunt Maggie came over early and carried her stuff up to the room she used and I already had the vent cover off and was lying on the floor to see what I could see. Aunt Maggie stripped down to nothing and walked around the room naked admiring herself in the large wall mirror. She pushed her breasts up and nodded approvingly and then she sprayed some perfume in strategic places and started to dress. First came the garter belt and the slowly, almost lovingly she rolled on her nylons and attached them to the straps hanging from the belt. She stepped into a pair of black lace panties and then she put on a pair of 'come fuck me' high heels. Watching herself in the mirror, and apparently being satisfied with what she saw, she put on a black lace bra and then wiggled into an extremely tight dress. I did not notice her leaving the room because I was busy beating myself raw.

I was awake when they came home that night, but before I could take my place at the stair railing I heard them coming up the stairs. Taking my vent down I was already in position on the floor when Aunt Maggie and her boyfriend of the evening came into the room. Aunt Maggie did a slow strip for the man and stood in front of him in only heels and hose, "You like?" she asked. His response was to strip down faster than I would have thought possible. As he moved toward Aunt Maggie she went to her knees and opened her mouth. As her lips wrapped around his already stiff cock one of her hands came up to caress his balls. I watched as she very slowly and lovingly sucked his cock. I was so hard that I hurt. I watched for the next two hours as Aunt Maggie sucked him, fucked him and gave him her ass. When the guy left my dick was so sore from being beaten that I didn't think I'd be able to get it up for a month.

From then on that vent became my TV. I watched as Aunt Maggie sucked and fucked her way through the town's male population. I saw her fuck two guys at once, three guys at once and on one memorable night I watched her take on six men. Occasionally my mother would join in and on a few occasions she came into Aunt Maggie's room and asked her if she wanted to swap partners. Aunt Maggie always said yes. 

Believe it or not there were some nights when I was too tired or my dick was too sore for me to watch Aunt Maggie do what she loved to do. One such night I was home in bed trying to recover from a bad day at football practice - a day when it seemed like I was the designated tackling dummy - when I heard Aunt Maggie come in with her 'guest' of the evening. I turned my head into the pillow and tried to go to sleep. It must have been around two in the morning when something woke me up. I heard the door of my bedroom open up and footsteps approach the bed. Someone climbed in bed with me and I felt a cool hand slide down my stomach to my hard cock. 

"Wore it out, did we?" said Aunt Maggie. "But I know what to do." 

As her hot mouth wrapped itself around my cock I realized what had happened. She must have gotten up to go to the bathroom and on her way back she had angled a little to the left and had come in my door instead of the door to her room. She though I was her 'guest'. 

Her magic mouth had me hard in less than a minute and she took her mouth away from my cock and swung over me and straddled me. Her cum filled pussy slid down my dick with no trouble and then we were off to the races. I was surprised that I stayed with her for as long as I did. It must have had something to do with all the jacking off she had caused me to be doing. Eventually though I had to let loose and as my cum shot up into her pussy I heard her chuckle, "I told you that you couldn't wear me down." She swung off me and then settled down on the bed to snuggle up against me. Her hand wandered down my body to my cock and she said, "Don't you worry baby. You get a little rest and then I'll get you ready again." And she did.

Movement on the bed woke me up. Aunt Maggie was sitting on the edge of the bed with her head in her hands, "Oh sweet Jesus what have I done? How did I let this happen?"

I of course knew what had happened and I had loved every minute of it and before she knew what was happening I had pulled her down on the bed and was between her legs and going for glory. Aunt Maggie put up token resistance, trying to push me away and saying, "No, you mustn't, you can't" but I could and I was and even as she protested she was fucking back at me. 

When we were finished I moved up on her and pushed my limp dick in her mouth and waited for her to suck me hard again and then I moved her up on her hands and knees and took her from behind. When she was getting ready to leave the room she looked at me and asked, "You won't tell anyone, will you?" 

I grinned at her, "Not as long as we can do it again." She smiled a little and left the room.

Until the day I joined the Army Aunt Maggie and I carried on a torrid affair and to the best of my knowledge my mother never found out about us. I was not the only one in Maggie's life and I continued to use my little personal TV set. By the time I left for the Army I was a confirmed voyeur and there was never any doubt in my mind that I wouldn't always be one. The night I met my bride to be, the moment I saw her and even before being introduced to her, my first thought was "I wonder what it would be like to watch her fuck?" It was great, but that's another story.