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Aunt Sis

By: SpankerSam



I sat in my room and listened to the two of them arguing back and forth. Lately it was always something. He would start with her! She would start with him! It made me sick! Husband and wife should get along better than that. At 18, I thought to myself that the last two years were a living hell. I hated to be home. It never stopped. I knew that couples argued but these two were making a full time job about it. Finally I heard a dish break. Then a few more crashed against the wall. I was about to run into the kitchen when I heard mom scream at him. 

"You bastard. It's not enough that you're fucking around. You could at least have the decency to do it behind my back. Did you think I wouldn't notice cum stains in my own bed? Or the smell of another woman's perfume on my pillow? I want out Richard. I want out of this marriage and I want you out of our lives." With that mom stormed out of the kitchen. That was when she saw me standing by the door. She knew I had heard everything. Her hand flew to her mouth and she ran to her room and slammed the door shut.

Three days later, mom and I were on our way to her sister's house. "Aunt Sis" was mom's older sister. At 38 I always thought that my mom was a good-looking woman as moms go. But Aunt Sis was a real hotty. She was 8 years older than mom is but you couldn't tell it by looking at her. She looked about 5 years younger. Her body could stop traffic and sometimes it did. The things that men would yell out their car windows at her whenever we walked down the street were lewd and nasty. But the way she dressed, I couldn't much blame them. 

Where my mom is reserved and somewhat shy, Aunt Sis is outgoing and sassy. She wears clothes that show off her fantastic body. Aunt Sis has the sexiest tits I've ever seen. The way her ass sways in those tights pants of hers gives you the idea that she can fuck all day and night and never get tired. 

Being nosey, I had a chance to explore her bedroom when her and mom went food shopping. I found a big collection of sex toys in her night table. From the amount of vibrators and dildos I could tell that Aunt Sis had a lot of fun with her pussy. Being young and impressionable, this made me run to my room and work my hard dick in a frenzy while I fantasized about her. 

I jerked off every day thinking about Aunt Sis. The weekend came and mom was in a really depressed mood. Her and Aunt Sis were talking in the living room. Both of them had been drinking and I noticed that Aunt Sis kept filling mom's glass. Aunt Sis wore a thin housecoat and with her long legs crossing and uncrossing, I got a good look up her thighs. 

At one point, Aunt Sis opened her thighs and I could see all the way to her cunt. She didn't have any panties on. I almost couldn't hide the hardon that sprang up in my pants. I made some excuse to go to my room and couldn't wait to jerk my dick out and beat it. At 18 years old, my dick was already a nice size. I measured it once and it was 7 inches long and pretty thick. It was pretty thick too. 

I had my eyes closed and was busy stroking my dick when I heard a soft voice beside me. "Don't pull too hard baby. You might hurt yourself." I jerked around with my hand still clutching my hard dick. Standing in the doorway was Aunt Sis. The way the light from the hall shown thru her dress, you could see her outline.

I didn't know what to say. I know I looked stupid standing there like that. She walked into the room slowly and I felt like a trapped rat. I expected mom to walk in right behind her. She caught me looking over her shoulder. "Your mom is asleep in my room. I think she drank just a bit too much." 

Aunt Sis stopped in front of me and looked down at my dick. "You've been leaving cum stains in my sheets. Were you thinking about me as you fist fucked your dick?" I couldn't believe the words she was using. I had heard mom tell her that she needed to tone down her language while I was around. But I had never heard her talk like this before. 

Her hand dropped to lie on top of mine. "A nice sized dick for such a young boy. I can only imagine what it will look like when you're older. If your mom knew what you had here she wouldn't be whining about your dad so much."

"What are you talking about Aunt Sis?" I felt her fingers peel my own fingers away from my dick. It had started to soften. "Billy look at me." I looked up at her and she smiled down at me with a smile that made you want to hug her to you. "Even though your dad hurt your mom by fuckin around on her, she still loves him. Even more than that, she still misses him fuckin her." 

Aunt Sis smiled to herself. "From the way she described him fuckin and sucking her pussy, I would miss him too. Anyway, one of the things she needs more than anything else is to ease her frustrations. I know you have been going thru my night table. I know you have been fist fuckin your dick every night. Are you thinking about fucking me as you cum? I even teased you by not wearing any panties tonight." 

Her hand began to slowly rub my dick. The blood rushed into it and I felt it begin to grow in her hand. "I can't have two frustrated people in my house at the same time. It brings my own feelings down." 

Aunt Sis took her hands off my dick and fumbled with my belt. Then she unbuttoned my pants and slid them down my legs. She pushed me back on the bed and bent over me. "I know you'll never tell anyone our secret." 

With that she opened her mouth and slid it over my dick. I thought I would pass out. I had fantasized about what it would feel like to have my dick sucked. It was nothing like I could even imagine. Aunt Sis rubbed her hands up and down my thighs as she worked her wet lips up and down my dick. I felt like electricity was shooting thru my body. 

Aunt Sis grabbed my hand and placed it on her tit. Even thru the fabric I could feel how soft it was. But her nipple was rock hard. I felt her hand cradle my balls. I was not going to be able to hold off and I knew it. She knew it too. When I tensed up, Aunt Sis moaned and my dick went all the way down her throat. I blew my load then. I moaned out loud and the cum shot from my dick. Aunt Sis milked my dick, swallowing every drop.

I lay there shaking from the intensity as she continued to suck my dick. Then when she had drained every drop, she lifted her head up. "I'm gonna have to taste that again. Next time we'll be a lot slower. I'll even get naked so you can touch me while I suck you. Would you like to touch me Billy?" I nodded my head like a dumb kid. 

She took my hand and slipped it up underneath her housecoat. I felt her smooth thigh as my hand slid upward. Then it came to her pussy. She opened her thighs a bit and I felt her wet pussy for the first time. I had imagined how it would feel, but it was so much better in real life. 

"Push your fingers in Billy. Don't be afraid." I pushed my fingers in her slowly. She ground her hips down on my pushing hand. "Mmmm! That feels good. I bet with a little help, you could get your whole hand inside this juicy pussy. We’ll have to try that when we have a lot more time." Her pussy was soaked. When she pushed my hand away it was covered with thick white goo. I looked at it. 

"Smell it. It's only cum Billy. Just like your cum." I put it to my nose and sniffed. It smelled fresh, just like Aunt Sis smelled when she pulled me to her to kiss my cheek. "Taste it Billy. If I'm gonna put you in my mouth and swallow your cum, your gonna have to taste mine too."

I stuck out my tongue and touched my finger. It really didn't have a taste. But I could see the way her eyes shown as she watched me. I licked my fingers clean and her eyes never left my lips as I did it. Aunt Sis smiled at me. "Our secret remember? I'll show you a lot of things but you have to promise to never tell another soul." 

I looked at her as she lifted her hands up and began squeezing her tits. "I won't tell, ever. Will you really suck my dick again Aunt Sis?" She chuckled at me. "Billy! I want to do much more than just suck your dick. And I bet you would like to put it in more places than just my mouth?" 

Holy Shit! She was talking about letting me fuck her pussy. I nodded my head fast. "Ok young man. I think you have had enough excitement for one day. Time to get some rest." She closed the door behind her and I undressed and climbed into bed. I fell asleep with my dick in my hand. I dreamt of fucking Aunt Sis as I slept.

I woke up to the sounds of soft moaning. I thought I was still dreaming, but as I rubbed the sleep from my eyes I realized it wasn't coming from my room. I slipped out of bed and opened the door. The moans were coming from Aunt Sis's room. I thought she was fucking herself until I heard two sets of moans. 

Aunt Sis had said that mom was asleep in her room. I snuck down the hall and the door to her room was partly open. I got down on my knees and peeked in. I almost made enough noise to be caught. Mom was lying on her back in Aunt Sis's bed. She was naked and her legs were open. Aunt Sis was lying between them. 

"I know what you need baby. Lay back and let Sis do it like we used to." Mom was moaning and tossing her head from side to side. Then she reached down and grabbed Aunt Sis's head. "Yes Sis! Lick my pussy. It's been so long." Mom was grinding her pussy up into Aunt Sis's mouth. 

Aunt Sis lifted her head. "I'll make you feel so good baby. You'll forget all about Bill's dick when I'm through. Are you still my bitch Helen?" Mom moaned as Aunt Sis worked her fingers in and out her squishy cunt. I could hear just how wet she was.

Aunt Sis reached into her night table drawer and I saw her pull out a dildo. My dick was hard and I slipped my hand around it. I couldn't see so well so I stood up and peeked around the doorway. Mom's pussy was shaved and she was soaking wet. I couldn't believe my eyes as I saw aunt sis suck the dildo to get it wet. Then she twisted and turned it as she pushed it up into my mom's cunt. 

Mom moaned as the head slipped in. "Oh sis! Fuck me like you used to." Hearing mom say this, I knew they had done this before. Aunt Sis worked it in and out. The more she worked it, the deeper it sunk into mom. Finally Aunt sis stopped. "Beg me for it Helen. Tell me you're still my bitch. Beg like you used to." 

Mom's mouth was open as she breathed hard. "I need it Doris. Yes I'm still your bitch. I'll do what you say. Fuck me with that dick. Shove it up my pussy till I scream. Please fuck me. Please!" Aunt Sis started to saw the dick in and out of mom's cunt. 

I was standing in the doorway openly now. My hand was wrapped around my dick and I was pulling it as hard as I could. Mom was humping and jerking her pussy to the hard thrust Aunt Sis was giving her. "Take it Helen. You always loved letting me fuck you. Is this better than Bill's cock?" 

Mom couldn't answer. She was on a fuck ride and she didn't want to waste energy talking. She reached down and pulled the lips of her pussy open even more. At one point her eyes flew open and I swear she looked directly at me. Then she closed them and screamed out her orgasm. I slipped back to my room. 

I jerked my dick until it was sore. For the rest of the night, I fantasized about fucking both of them. The sounds of them fucking and sucking lasted well into the night. I finally drifted off to sleep but my dick was sore as hell. I woke up to the feel of soft wetness on my dick. When I opened my eyes, Aunt Sis was kneeling between my legs. 

Her head bobbed up and down as she gobbled my dick. Looking down at her, I could only think about watching her eating mom's pussy and fucking her with a dildo last night. Maybe I just dreamed that about her. Maybe all she did was suck my dick and I dreamed the rest. Maybe I was dreaming now? 

I bucked my dick up into her mouth. I watched as she finger fucked her pussy while she sucked me. I felt like I wanted to cum but Aunt Sis stopped. "You were a bad boy last night Billy. Sneaking in to look at your mom and me wasn't nice. I had to work real hard to calm her down after you ran to your room. I think you should go and tell her you're sorry." 

My dick went instantly soft. She did see me last night. Aunt sis got up off the bed and looked at me. "Go ahead Billy. Go tell your mom you're sorry for spying on her." 

If there were a gun around, I would have shot myself. I would have run into a burning building rather than face my mom right then. But Aunt Sis stood there and looked at me. I pulled on a bathrobe and walked out my room. The walk to Aunt Sis's room was like a condemned man walking the last mile. 

I knocked on the door and mom said to come in. When I walked into the room, mom was sitting up in bed smoking a cigarette. She never smoked in the house before. She told me to sit next to her. I sat on the side of the bed. I turned to her and looked at her. She looked back but didn't say a word. 

I started to say something. "Mom I'm…" She put her finger over my lips to shush me. "Billy, I want you to listen to me. I like sex. One of the reasons why I married your dad is cause he was very good at it. He gave it to me every night. But I wasn't enough for him. Or maybe he had to find someone else cause I'm old and not so pretty anymore."

I looked at her. She was old, but she was still pretty. "I think you're just as pretty as Aunt Sis." Mom laughed as she rubbed my head. I hated when she did that in public but right now it felt good. "Honey. Sometimes when a man isn't around, a woman can find pleasure with another woman. That's what your Aunt Sis and I was doing last night. She knew I was frustrated and she was helping me get relief." 

Billy looked at his mom. "But you do have a man around mom. You've got me. And no man could love you or take care of you like I could." Mom looked at me with a feeling of pride and amusement in her face. "I know you're a man Billy, but I don't think that you could do exactly what I'm talking about." 

A soft laugh from the doorway caused us to turn around. "Little sister, you were always one to throw away a golden opportunity. I think that Billy is the perfect man to take care of your needs." The look on his mom's face was one of shock. "Surely you can't mean what I think you do?" 

Aunt Sis stood there with her housecoat open. I could plainly see her naked tits and the hair between her thighs. I couldn't help but stare at Aunt Sis. This was the first time I had seen so much of her. She walked up to the bed. 

"Helen! Billy is the man in your life now. Bill has been fucking around for so long, he doesn't have time to fuck you anymore. But Billy here," with that she slowly untied the belt of my robe, "has more than enough equipment to keep us both happy." 

Mom looked from Aunt Sis to me. My dick had grown hard looking at Aunt Sis. "Doris. Surely you can't mean for me to fuck my own son?" Aunt Sis opened my robe. "Look at the size of this magnificent dick. And he hasn't reached full size yet. I bet that feeling this dick deep inside your hungry pussy will feel a lot better than my dildo. I already know it taste a lot better." I turned to mom and could see her looking at my dick. It bobbed as the blood thundered in it. A small moan escaped mom's lips. Aunt Sis wrapped her hand around my shaft.

"Get out of that bed and come over here Helen." Mom sighed and eased out from underneath the covers. When she stood before me, Aunt Sis took her hand and placed it on my dick. "Feel it Helen. Feel how alive it is." 

Mom stood there mesmerized as she slowly squeezed my dick. Aunt Sis reached around mom and opened her housecoat. Slowly taking it off her. Mom's naked body was revealed to me. When mom stood there naked, Aunt Sis reached between her thighs. 

"I think you pussy is wet enough to take this. Climb up on the bed and straddle that big dick." Like a woman whose will has been taken from her, mom did as Aunt Sis told her to do. When she had climbed on top of me, Aunt Sis reached between us and guided my dick up into mom's cunt. I lay back on the bed as mom settled slowly down on me.

Aunt Sis got up on the bed after taking her own housecoat off. "Now Helen, Billy doesn't have any experience so you have to fuck him slowly. No matter how good it feels, don't make him cum too soon." As mom began to slowly fuck me, Aunt Sis began to kiss me on the mouth. 

Hot Damn! Two grown women who wanted to fuck me. And mom's pussy felt so hot and wet squeezing my dick. Mom was fucking me like a robot but then something happened to her. With a loud groan, she sunk all the way down on me. Then her eyes clouded over. "Oh Billy! Shove that dick up my pussy. Fuck me Billy! Fuck my pussy." 

With that she began to really work her pussy up and down. She opened her eyes and looked into mine. Then she bent her head and kissed me. The kiss was slow and deep. Like the kiss of lovers. Mom stiffened and then she let a cry escape from her lips. I had fucked my mom and made her cum.

Aunt Sis pushed mom up along my body. Mom's pussy left a trail of her juice as she moved higher and higher. When mom got to my head, she turned around so that she was facing Aunt Sis. "Suck your mom's pussy Billy. Suck all her cum from that sweet pussy, while I ride this big dick.” 

I felt Aunt Sis slide her pussy over my dick. She was not as slow and gentle as mom was. Aunt Sis rode my dick like a sex-starved woman. "Oh Helen! This dick is so good. Oh shit! Was it good Bitch? Did you like fucking your son?" 

Mom settled her pussy down on my face. I stuck my tongue out and licked the length of her slit. Mom moaned and shuddered as she ground her hips down on me. I couldn't believe how wet she was and I was soon sucking the juice from her pussy with loud slurping sounds. Mom was riding my tongue as Aunt Sis road my dick.

I could hear their voices but mom's thighs muffled the sounds. I couldn't hold off any longer. I wanted to shout that I was cumming, but I was too busy sucking mom's pussy juice. I heard Aunt Sis shout and felt a flood of juice splash my dick and balls. Then mom stiffened and I almost drowned as her flood of juice caused me to cough and gag. 

I felt my own dick explode. I shot a flood of cum up into Aunt Sis's pussy as her cunt muscles milked my softening dick. The two of them rolled off me and we all lay exhausted. Mom lay on one side of me with Aunt Sis on the other. I turned to mom and kissed her lips. Then I turned to Aunt Sis and kissed hers. I didn't know how long we would be staying with her but I was going to get as much fuckin from both of them as long as I could.

I woke up the next morning with the sensation of someone slowly sucking my dick. The bed rocked slowly and I thought I was in a boat being rocked back and forth. When I opened my eyes, mom was on her knees with my dick in her mouth. Aunt Sis was behind her and was rocking back and forth against her ass. 

Suddenly Aunt Sis pulled back from mom. "Take your mouth off that dick and tell me you want it." Aunt Sis's voice left no doubt as to just who was in charge. Mom lifted her head off my dick. Her eyes looked directly into mine. I eased up onto my elbows to get a better look. 

Aunt Sis had a bunch of straps around her waist and there was a fat dildo hanging where a dick belonged. She looked like a woman with a dick. Mom licked the saliva and pre-cum from around her lips and smiled at me.

"You know what I want Doris. I want you to fuck me in my ass. Show Billy how I love it best. Fuck me nice and hard. Fuck my ass Doris." Aunt Sis smiled at me. "I taught your mom to love ass fucking when we were teenagers. And she's never stopped loving it. But I want you to share her with me. Ease down so she can sit on your dick. We're gonna double fuck her. And later on, I'll eat her pussy while you fuck her ass." 

I scooted down on the bed and mom settled onto my dick with a sigh. Aunt Sis told me to reach around mom and pull her cheeks apart. Aunt Sis leaned against mom and mom's face grimaced in pain. Then she moaned. I felt something sliding against my dick. 


Aunt Sis



"Now Helen! You're gonna get fucked by your sister and your son. Billy fuck that pussy. Fuck it slow so I can match your rhythm." I began to slowly fuck my mom. After a few strokes I could feel Aunt Sis working her fake dick in and out of mom's asshole. The pressure of her sliding against my dick was great. Mom held me tight and kept kissing me as she moaned.

"Faster Billy. Fuck that pussy faster. Harder! Oh shit! Faster Doris! Shove it all the way up my ass. Oh fuck! Fuck me good. Oh shit it's fucking fantastic." I was sweating like a pig. And mom had sweat pouring off her too. Mom looked into my eyes and all I saw was her love for me. 

"I want you to always fuck me Billy. You're the man in my life now." Hearing her say those words took me over the top. "I'm cumming mom. I'm shooting this cum up into your cunt. Fuck me! Oh Aunt Sis, fuck that ass. Make her cum all over my dick." 

Mom came first. With a scream that would have woke the dead she screamed out her climax. Then I felt my own dick explode inside her. I know I flooded her pussy with about a gallon of cum. Mom screamed again when Aunt Sis pulled her cock from her ass. But when she pulled her off me, she sucked my dick clean of all of mom's cum. Then she licked and sucked my cum from mom's pussy. 

We moved to another state with the money mom got from the divorce settlement. Mom and Aunt Sis both got different jobs. I went to school and they made sure I kept up good grades. Bad grades meant no sex so needless to say I was tops in my class. Our nights were spent in lustful bliss. 

Sometimes I would take turns fucking mom and Aunt Sis. Other times I would watch as they fucked each other. Whenever one of them was having her period, I spent the night sleeping with the other. I even went out with other girls from time to time just so no one would think I was weird or gay or something. As the years went by my dick grew as I did. 

By the time I went off to college I had nine and a half inches of fat fuck meat that mom and Aunt Sis adored. But I always looked forward to coming home on holidays. None of the young girls at college could measure up to the fucking that mom and aunt sis gave me. And when I brought my girlfriend home sparks really began to fly. But that's for another story.



Aunt Sudha's Sexcapades Ch. 01



My first sexual experience had me exhausted. I snuggled into bed next to her. My cock was limp as she tucked her arms behind her head propped up by the pillow. I turned towards her and rested my head in the crook of her arm. I felt the long dense thicket of her unshaven underarms fan my face as it billowed to the slight wind created by my breathing as well as the gust of air from the air conditioner. It had a pungent aroma a mixture of sweat and sex and I felt my cock growing hard.

I hope you don’t think I am a slut just because I fucked you,” she said smilingly. I replied in the negative by nodding my head but slyly added “ I saw earlier in the evening with those three men and how you enjoyed being fucked by those studs”. She looked a bit shocked but then she said, “You know I was never unfaithful to your Uncle. It all started when I needed some money to pay an installment for the housing loan and your Uncle was still at sea” I started licking the long strands of bushy hair in her unkempt underarms licking and tugging at the thickly haired pits. She started stroking my semi hard phallus and said, “ Since the last date was on me I went to Nisha my neighbor to borrow some money. Nisha was a widow who never seemed short of money. I rang her bell and she opened the door face flushed telling me to come later as she was busy”. I was now interested in Aunt Sudha’s story and my cock was getting erect and ready for some solid action.

“Nisha called me an hour later to her apartment and handed me the money. I told her I would pay it back soon but she said why was I so dependant on your Uncle. She told me that I must be lonely and missing sex and that I could earn some pocket money by entertaining a few friends” she said. “At first I did not understand what Nisha was saying but the more I thought about it the more attractive it seemed. I was really feeling lonely and many I night I played with myself missing your Uncle” Aunt Sudha said.

I was hard and the licking of her furry armpits did not do my throbbing member any good. I needed my cock to be sucked and who better than the hirsute Aunt Sudha. She moved her arms from under her head and reached down and grabbed the base of my engorged prick, holding it steady. She stuck her tongue out and licked around the head, not even caring that her tongue touched some of my precum. My eyes feasted on the tufty hair, which had now bunched up under her arms and the heavy pelt of hair in her unshaven armpits seemed much longer than it looked when her arms were tucked under her head. She wanted to lick the whole thing, but was too anxious to get it in her mouth. She opened wide and swallowed the head, gagging as it hit her throat, then trying harder to swallow more. 

She then took it out and licked it along the length as I watched in awe at a woman loving my oversized penis. She looked up at me and said “You know when I got married I used to shave my underarms regularly but your Uncle Suresh was turned on by underarm hair. When he saw my pubic bush for first time he was amazed at the thick forest in my pubic mound. He then pleaded with me to stop shaving my armpits. It soon grew in and I never shaved my armpits thereafter. When Nisha told me that there were men who needed sexual comfort and it was good money I first baulked at the idea but she reassured me that the men the bureau sent were all decent men. So I agreed to go along with her to meet Mihir and Sona who ran the bureau. The had a nice office and it all seemed very businesslike till Sona asked me to remove my sari just to get me checked medically by Mihir who was a Doctor by profession. When I removed my clothes they were also amazed by my hirsuteness. On seeing them staring at the excessive hair in my unshaven pits and my pubic forest I told them that I could neither shave nor trim my underarms nor the wild unruly tangle of pubic hair otherwise my husband would be upset when he came back from sea” 

I was now dying for her to resume sucking my cock as she managed to swallow half my length and looked up to see if I was enjoying it. Not only was I enjoying it but also seeing this wanton slut sucking my penis was urging to ram the rest of my member deeper into her craving throat. So I grabbed hold of her head firmly and thrust it between her red lips. As her throat gave way to my meat rod, and her tongue enveloped my slippery helmet, my head involuntarily snapped back in sheer ecstasy of the situation. After a second or two, I looked down again to see my shiny shaft slipping in and out of Aunt Sudha’s gorging mouth. I could feel the juices starting to well up in my balls. Momentarily she relaxed and she removed my sunken shaft from her warm and all encompassing mouth. She continued her story saying that “Mihir playfully pulled the heavy pelt of fur in my hairy armpits and told his wife that the men who keep asking for hairy women especially bushy armpits could be serviced by me as well and that there was a businessman who wanted two women who were extremely hairy and that I could be one of them”. 

She continued to rub her fingers up and down on my throbbing prick. She moaned softly as she started licking my shaft all over, even stopping to fondle and lick my balls. But she then spread her legs for me. Her crisp full mons veneris was very inviting “Come here,” she whispered. She started to rub my dick and placed it at the entrance of her sopping wet hairy pussy. She wanted me in her hairy pussy and who was I to object. I leant forward and buried my head in her unshaven pits. The dark pit hair engulfed me as I entered her and I started fucking her She positioned herself below me and put her arms around me and said “That’s it, now just move it in and out and I will tell you what happened when I went that day to meet those men in their beautiful bungalow I wore a lovely sari and there were just two of them. The owner of the house Ashok introduced me to the other man, Kabir and I was introduced to the other woman Meena who I knew was from the bureau as well though I had not met her”. 

We started to rock back and forth as I leaned down and started to suck on the luscious hair in the buttery armpits. It tasted heavenly as I licked the heavy pelt of hair. She then added, “ We started drinking and we went towards the pool. The men were horsing around with us and I was extremely nervous. When Ashok kissed me on the mouth he started fondling my tits. His hands were on my mounds and I think he was searching for the hair in my armpits wondering, I presume, whether I was as hairy as the bureau had told him. I think I heard him gasp as his hands encountered the excessive hair in my bushy underarms as his erection brushed against me. In my nervous excitement I kissed him full on his mouth, as it was the first man who had felt my breasts since Suresh had fucked me almost six months back. I looked across and found that Kabir had succeeded in undressing himself and the hirsute Meena. She was a barber’s delight. In the nude you could have sworn you could see only masses of jet-black hair, which hid her pussy. She was an ape woman as masses of black hair covered her pussy entrance. When she lifted her arms her armpits were covered in a thick rug of jet-black hair as well. I even noticed her eyebrows were bushy and her legs were pretty hairy Even though her arms were pressed to her sides long tufty hair poked out from the sides and as she bent forward to kiss Kabir more hair spilled out of her unshaven underarms. She held out her hand as even more tufty hair showed out of her bushy armpits. I complimented her on her bushy armpits and I told her that I have never so much hair in a woman’s or mans armpits”

I fucked Aunt Sudha with all my might as my engine roared in and out of her wet hairy pussy. It was incredible fucking my aunt. I relished the warm feeling all over my body and the sensation of her cunt muscles massaging my prick. She had another screaming orgasm screaming " I'm so wet and I am ccccuuuuummmming!” I fucked her faster, almost violently, my balls slapping her ass. I licked he sweaty matted hair in her unshaven armpits and could hold back no longer. I started coming and flooded her hairy pussy with my jism. She was milking every drop from my cock as I emptied my load into her.



Aunt Sudha's Sexcapades Ch. 02



My beautiful Aunt had sucked me off and the fire in my aching cock was doused temporarily. Aunt Sudha's sweaty body was slick as my mouth traversed the path leading to the masses of hair in her bushy armpits. I loved the gleaming hair in her unshaven armpits as she continued her story about her initiation into prostitution. Her husband who was in the high seas had left her high and dry short of money and short of sex and a kindly neighbor had managed to get her the money by ensuring she not only had enough of money but enough of cock.

"The two men who had wanted hairy women from the bureau were now quite high and probably had enough of wooing especially since they were paying for us. At least they had seen the goods of the other woman. She was indeed a barber's delight with lots of hair peeping from her unshaven pits. Her pussy was a thick bushy shrub growing all over. Meena in the nude was gorgeous. Her jet-black pussy hair framed her cunt while the masses of hair in her unshaven pits stood out starkly against her fair skin. Kabir too was undressed and he was a hunk. Thick hair grew all over his chest down towards his groin from where jutted out a massive pole. Ashok was still not undressed though I had felt his swollen member and I think both Ashok and Kabir were waiting to see my hirsute body. I was still shy though the glasses of wine were having its effect.

Ashok took off my sari and I was now only in my bra and panty. Helplessly I looked around hoping that my unshaven pits and hairy pussy would go unnoticed. Even Kabir stared hard at the heavy pelt of coarse hair in my pits and Ashok bent forward and put his mouth into my unshaven pits. "OOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH" he moaned as his tongue touched my moist hairy underarms. He pulled at the long hair in my unshaven underarms as he felt the soft silky hair in my bushy armpits. "Hhhhhhhhhmmmmmmmmmmm" he groaned "Your underarm hair is so coarse how long and hairy you are I want to lick your bushy armpits" 

Kabir now leaves Meena and comes towards me. "I want to play with your hairy pussy." Kabir moans as he slides his finger into my wet hairy pussy as I struggle past the carpet of hair on her luxuriant pussy. Both the men are around me and I can feel Kabir's hard rod against my thighs.

Ashok catches my hand and rubs it against his swollen groin and makes me pull down his shorts. I pulled down his shorts and then his underwear. His pecker nearly hit me in the face as it popped out of his underwear. I take it in my hand and began to stroke it. It's the first time that I am handling a cock not of my husband. Suresh has a huge cock but not half as big as Ashok's mammoth prick. He starts to moan out louder the harder I stroked him. 

Kabir in the meanwhile is pushing my head down to make me suck his prick. He is as big if not bigger than Ashok. I wrap my lips around the head of his prick and began to suck. I wrap my other hand around Ashok's shaft and started to beat him off with both hands, as I took more and more of Kabir's penis into my mouth. He was so large and well-endowed that I was only able to a little more than half of him inside my mouth. 

I looked towards Meena for help. The hirsute woman is content with doing nothing. She's still earning the same, as I am doing nothing more than watching me do all the "hard" work!! Kabir began to thrust his penis in and out of my mouth and my head bobbed up and down on his penis as he thrust his pelvis back and forth a little bit more as if he was trying to keep up with me. I took his prick out of my mouth as I lifted it up and sucked on his balls. 

Ashok luckily has turned his attention and his shaft towards Meena and I watch him as he begins to fuck her. The crisp thick hair guarding her pussy is easily penetrated and he starts fucking her bushy pussy earnestly. He drives his hard cock harder and faster into Meena's hot cunt. He grabbed her hips and pulled her to him every time he slammed his hot cock home into her. 

Kabir watching his friend fucking Meena I think needed to fuck me too. He took of my panties and rummaged through the bushy hair on my mons. I was lying flat on my back with my legs spread wide and he was hovering over me, holding himself off my body and rubbing his big prick up and down the lips of my hairy pussy, sending fresh spasms of delight through me, then he raised to his knees, sliding then either side of my buttocks and lifting my legs high and wide and began to guide the tip of his huge prick into my pussy. It was my first prick other than my husband and the size was enormous. I was shocked and felt a searing pain as he entered me. He held it there, just a fraction of an inch inside, waiting for my pussy to adjust to it's thickness, then slowly he pressed forward, deeper and deeper, slowly, gently easing into me and I felt like I was being split apart.

His mouth was frantically licking the long untrimmed forests of my unshaven pits. "Aaaaahhhhhhhh your armpits are sooooo hairy I have never seen so much bushy hair in a woman's armpits hhhhmmmmmmmm" he cried as he pushed his throbbing member deeper into me. He felt even larger and was driving that big cock in harder and faster than ever before. I was soon moaning and thrusting my hips up to drive that delicious cock even deeper into my hot hairy pussy. I grabbed his ass and pulled him to me on his down strokes, begging all the while " Fuck me harder, harder. Drive that big cock into me you bastard you are twice the size than my husband Suresh".

Ashok had now grabbed Meena's head pulling her forward as he pushed his huge prick into her mouth. The swimming pool was slippery and they were on the edge of the pool His prick entered her throat as he pulled at the long hair in her unshaven pits. I think her pit hair was longer than mine but in any case it was difficult to judge. She shivered from another orgasm as Kabir got off me. I was relieved as his huge cock pounded me into submission. He moved towards Meena and pushed his cock into her pussy. I had not realized it but they wanted to fuck her together and I think they knew I had never been fucked by two men before so they were showing me how it was done. 

I was fascinated as I watched the hirsute Meena taking Ashok's entire shaft as she swallowed him whole. She was bobbing her head furiously over most of his shaft. She would have used her hands to help stroke it, but Kabir was fucking her so hard, she needed them firmly planted in the poolside to hold herself up. She was now pushing back with her hands to match his powerful thrusts. She would have been screaming out "Fuck me, fuck me," if her mouth hadn't been full of Ashok's penis. 

Kabir shouted to me "Come here Sudha and raise your arms lets see how hairy your armpits are. Isn't she hairier than Meena? Only her eyebrows are not as hairy as Meena as otherwise these sluts are the hairiest the bureau have ever sent" Ashok nodded as he continued to fuck Meena in the mouth. It was an awesome sight as sweat enveloped their hirsute bodies as if they had drenched their bodies in the pool. My arms were raised high and it was embarrassing standing like that but that's the way they liked it and I was not complaining as it seemed awfully better than being royally fucked by the massive cocks.

Kabir grunted and gave one final thrust into Meena's pussy before he exploded inside of her. Ashok soon followed spewing his cum inside her mouth as some it trickled down from the corner of her mouth. I was relieved as I put down my arms and I thought my first encounter with extra marital sex was over. But it was not...



Aunt Sue, Sexual Predator



It all started when I came home after school one afternoon and my aunt's car was in the driveway. This was no surprise since she often came over to use the pool. I walked in the front door turned down the hallway and went straight to my room. I just finished a project at college and I needed some down time. Quickly I stripped off my clothes throwing them on the bed and pulling on my swimsuit. I remember walking down the hall and into the kitchen. As I turned the corner I saw Aunt Sue stepping through the sliding glass door. I stopped dead in my tracks. She was topless wearing only a red and white striped string bikini bottom. I'd never seen her topless before and I thought...Oh My God! I stared at her breasts, which were perfectly melon shaped with small pinkish nipples. 

Her usual smile got even bigger as she saw me and said, "Hi Tom How was school?"

Embarrassed from seeing my aunt topless I quickly looked away. "Okay" I replied. I tried to make myself look busy by staring at a bag of potato chips on the kitchen island.

"Did the professor like your project?" she asked in an interested voice.

"Huh...Ya he seemed cool with it." I slowly answered trying to sound relaxed while not daring to look up.

The room was very quiet as I continued to look down at the counter. Feeling nervous I was about to turn and hurry back to my room when she spoke.

"Tom?" she asked. 

Startled by her voice I jumped slightly but continued to look away.

"Tommy Look at me!" she commanded this time.

Slowly I raised my eyes. She was standing with her fingers resting on the opposite side of the island. My eyes slowly centered on her beautiful nipples. They were pale pink in color with marble sized nipples. I had never seen any like hers before and I caught myself staring again. I felt more embarrassment but also a little excited as I looked down again.

After endless silence I heard her bare feet lightly slapping against the ceramic tile floor. Suddenly her hands were cupping her tits just inches from my face. My eyes filled with the sight of her bright red fingernails holding her tanned breasts.

Startled I felt myself move back a step and look away. I really felt uncomfortable like when I got in caught doing something wrong as a child.

"I know you have seen a pair of tits before.", she announced to me.

Feeling stupid at my embarrassment I cleared my throat and got the courage to say "Yes I've seen them before.

"Then why won't you look at me? Aren't these pretty enough for you?" She said in a sweet almost innocent voice.

Surprised at what came out of my mouth, I exclaimed "My God their gorgeous! In fact you're gorgeous and my friend John even said he wanted to fuck the sh..." Frightened I clamped down on my jaw only to have her finish my words. 

"The shit out of me huh and would you like to FUCK THE SHIT OUT OF ME?" she shot back. 

Scared I stammered backing up until I ran into the counter.

She moved forward still holding her breasts. They were practically touching me as she continued to raise her voice and said, "Wouldn't I be a hot enough FUCK for you? 

Staring wide eyed in disbelief I finally blurted out "But you're my Aunt!" 

Quietly she dropped her hands and took a step back.

I felt surprised when I heard her laugh, "Oh so that's it. Okay Tommy." 

Slowly she moved beside me and I swear I felt her hand squeeze my butt as she put her arm around me.

Softly she blew in my ear saying, "Why don't you go out to the pool, I'll bring you a nice cold beer and then I have to get going." 

A sense of relief came over me as she nudged me towards the sliding glass door. I walked outside feeling dazed as I plunked myself into one of the lounge chairs. After a few minutes I looked over my shoulder to see her walking out onto the patio. She had on a white T-shirt and a pair of satin royal blue running shorts. She clearly wasn't wearing a bra and her nipples pushed against the stretched cotton of her shirt. I relaxed and sat back as she reached the chair.

"Here you go." She said as she bent over, reaching across me to set the bottle on the table beside me.

The coconut smell of her suntan lotion filled my nose and the french cut of her T-shirt gave me a clear shot of her breasts. I glanced at the smooth tanned skin. My eyes followed the curve of her cleavage down into her shirt and I continued looking as she remained still for a moment. I felt a tingling inside until I caught myself staring and quickly looked up to see watching me. A mixture of guilt and embarrassment went through me and I wondered what was I doing looking at my Aunt like that?

Her dark eyes beamed and she smiled at me while her fingers brushed my cheek. 

I felt another twinge of excitement as she spoke in a playful almost seductive voice.

"Just sit here, drink your beer and relax. I can tell your having a hard day." And with that she turned and disappeared towards the house.

Bewildered at what had just happened I took a long drink of beer and relaxed slowly letting my head drop down. "OH Shit" I exclaimed as I looked down at my swim trunks. The swollen head of my cock was sticking out of the waistband. I broke out into a cold sweat and thoughts raced though my head: Did she see it? Is that what she meant by having a hard day? My God! I have a hard-on for my aunt! What is wrong with me...Mom would die if she thought... After several seconds I finally stopped myself by taking a deep breath and another swig of beer. The strong taste washed down my throat and helped me calm my thoughts. 

Then it hit me! Aunt Sue had played another of her jokes on me. I started laughing as I thought about how I must have looked, studying a bag of potato chips to avoid looking at her. She got me good. I only hoped I could come up with one to play on her. I finally felt better and more relaxed. What an idiot? To think my aunt was coming on to me. 

I looked down to see my deflating cock lying against my chest. I took another swig, straightened my waistband and decided to go for a swim.



Aunt Sue Visits



"Hey Dad, what time did Aunt Sue say she'd be here?" Aaron yelled from the top of the stairs. He was fresh from his shower, his hair still wet, a towel wrapped around his middle. His upper torso was well muscled, especially for an 18 year old who was not really into sports or body building. The towel tented in front, pushed out by his still erect penis. While showering he had been thinking of his visit a few weeks ago with Aunt Sue, his Father's sister. He had called her in desperation when his car had broken down and he had need a place to stay until it could be fixed the next day. He had ended up staying a couple of extra days, enjoying the well proportioned charms of his Father's older sister, discovering the myriad of sexual pleasures to be found with a mature, Big Beautiful Woman. Yes, he was looking forward to his Aunt Sue's visit and already planning on ways to get them naked and romping together as often as possible during her visit.

"She should be here within the next half hour, if she can manage to get that overweight body of hers any where on time." Aaron's father's voice indicated his disgust at his older sister's weight. An argument several years before and precipitated the breach in their relationship, and Aunt Sue hadn't visited since then. However, after she and Aaron began their incestuous relationship, she decided a visit was in order. Both Aaron and Aunt Sue were determined to continue their sexual relationship whenever and where ever possible .Aaron got hot and excited just thinking about burying himself in his Father's sister while under his Father's roof. His Mother and sister were going to be gone for a few more days, visiting his Mother's sister in Reno. Aaron planned on skipping a class or two while his Father was at work so he and Aunt Sue could continue screwing each other's brains out.

Aaron quickly dressed then hurried down the stairs as he heard a car door slam in the driveway. The doorbell rang before he was all the way down, and his Father answered the door himself. There she was, lush curves showed off in a bulky knit sweater of light gray, capping a flared skit of a darker gray, her full legs shown to advantage in off-black stockings, which Aaron knew would be held up by a sexy garter belt. If Aunt Sue had bothered to wear panties, he knew they would be lacy and sexy as hell, but also knowing Aunt Sue, there was a good chance she was not wearing any panties, leaving her hairy labia exposed if any one should have the opportunity to check. Aaron knew he'd be checking just as soon as possible.

Aunt Sue enveloped her brother in a big hug, pulling him close, pressing the shorter man's face into her ample bosom. Over the top of his head she spied Aaron and gave him a wink, pressing his father's face even tighter to her, squeezing him once more in her fierce hug before releasing him. 

"Aaron!" she exclaimed, as if just seeing him. "Come give your Auntie Sue a big hug." She opened her arms wide and welcomed him into her embrace, recognizing his delight in seeing her as he pressed his erection into her as they hugged. Using his body to partially block his Father's view, Aaron pressed his fingers into his Aunt's buttocks, enjoying the feeling of the fleshy mound in his hand. His Father had picked up the suitcase she had set down earlier upon entering and was already beginning to carry it towards the stairway. Aaron used that moment to reach under his Aunt Sue's sweater to pinch a full nipple between his thumb and forefinger, twisting it, enjoying the look of pleasure on her face, her quick inhale of breath as he rocked his erection into her once again before releasing her and turning to pick up her other case, both of them following his Father up the stairs. Aaron made sure to put her in the middle so he could watch her full ass, and thick legs as she climbed the stairs. Watching the twin moons, he thought about pushing his penis between those cheeks and burying his long, thick cock in her tight ass. A small groan of anticipation escaped him and Aunt Sue glanced behind at him, checked that her brother was still ahead and not paying any attention to what was going on behind him, and reached behind and pulled her skirt up in the back, briefly treating his hungry eyes to a view of her gorgeous big ass, exposed because the only thing she was wearing under her skirt were her stockings and garter belt, just as he had hoped. She winked once more, before lowering her skirt and reaching the top of the stairs.

Aaron's Father opened the door to the bedroom at the far end of the hallway, right next to Aaron's room. The room directly across from the guest room belonged to his sister, the other room, next to hers was his parent's room. There was a bathroom connecting Aaron's room and the guest room, one that opened into the hallway, as well as having connecting doors in each of the bedrooms. Aaron smiled as he thought of them using the bathroom as their passageway to pleasure every night.

"Thank you Charlie" Aunt Sue said as her brother placed the suitcase he was carrying on the king sized bed that occupied the middle of the large guest room. She knew he hated being called "Charlie," much preferring the more formal "Charles." Charles grunted his acknowledgment and told her that they had reservations for dinner in a couple of hours, and he would be in his study going over some paperwork until then, assuring her that Aaron would be happy to help her unpack and find anything else she might need. He walked out of the room, considerately closing the door behind him.

Aaron and Aunt Sue listed until they could hear his heavy tread going down the stairs. Aaron was the first to speak. "Any thing I can help you with Auntie? Any thing you need?"

Aunt Sue walked over to the edge of the bed and bent over, laying the upper half of her torso on the bed, pulling her skirt up and over her ass as she spread her legs wide. "Yes, Aaron, your old Auntie has this terrible need to have her little nephew's cock pushed all the way up inside her." Aaron was already unzipping his fly and quickly pulled his penis free as he walked up to her body and positioned himself behind her. He aimed his fully erect penis at her exposed labia and pressed between the twin lips, once again overwhelmed by the wetness of her, the feel of his cock as it slowly buried itself in her, resting once he was all the way in; taking deep breaths to calm his excited body down before he shot prematurely into her. Once he felt himself to be under control he began slow, deliberate strokes, pulling all but the very tip of his penis out of her quivering vagina, before he would begin his slow, torturous decent back into her. Sue moaned in pleasure, rocking her body in harmony with his strokes, her body responding to the teasing.

Aaron stated moving quicker and quicker, thrusting harder and harder into her as he felt her body respond. He started whispering to her as he continued stroking in and out, telling her that this was just an appetizer to what he had for her, telling her how he was going to use her body for his sexual pleasures during her visit. He described how he was going to titty fuck her again, shooting his cum all over her face, how he was going to go down on her, licking and sucking her pussy and clit until she ejaculated all over him. As he told her what was in store for them, he felt her body shivering, responding to the fire building in her and knew her climax was close. He quickened his strokes, feeling his own orgasm building. The sudden tightening of her vagina around his penis as she climaxed sent him over the edge and he gave a muffled moan as he shot into her. She continued rocking, squeezing two more bursts of cum from him before he collapsed across her bent over body, hugging her, allowing his penis to shrink back to its normal, unaroused state before he pulled out, giving her wide ass a quick, hard slap as he backed away from her.

Aunt Sue stayed bent over, her legs still spread as she basked in the lingering pleasure of her orgasm. Aaron quickly sat down behind her, spread her legs a little more, used his fingers to part her labia and began flicking his tongue over her clitoris, then licking her dripping pussy, tasting his own cum on his tongue. Sue moaned her encouragement as he sucked her unsheathed clit. Aaron knew another orgasm was not far away. He licked her faster, deeper, harder until she once again came apart in ecstasy. 

Satisfied that he had made her feel "welcome" Aaron stood, readjusted himself back into his jeans, gave her ass a quick kiss and another hard slap, then told her she needed to get unpacked. "It wouldn't do for Dad to wonder what we've been doing if he comes in and sees you haven't unpacked yet."

Sue stood up, pulled her skirt down over her ample thighs, and turned to the cases sitting on the other side of the bed. She quickly had her neatly stacked lingerie in the dresser drawers, adding her favorite sachets to the drawers. Her dresses had been packed on hangers and it took only a minute to hang them all up neatly in the closet. Aaron watched her set out her her shampoos, body lotions, and the few cosmetics she used. "There, Sweetie. Now how about helping your Auntie with one more thing before we go down and disturb your father." Laughing, she pulled up her sweater and unhooked the front closure of her bra. Her huge, pendulous breasts sagged but the nipples, huge and rosy, were the stuff of his fantasies.

Aaron buried his face in her breasts' fullness, inhaling the musky, slightly sweaty sent of her body. He knew what she wanted. He remembered how he had discovered she liked having him play roughly with her breasts, sucking them hard, biting the nipples hard between his teeth, pulling and pinching them as he twisted the nipples. At first he had been reluctant to hurt her like that, but once he realized that she got off on it, craved it almost as much as she craved having him inside her, he too enjoyed using her breast that way. She especially loved it when he used them roughly as she was reaching her orgasm, pinching or biting as hard as he could when she reached the pinnacle of her climax, sending her over the edge in a frenzy of passion and pleasure, heightened by the pain.

Aunt Sue was moaning loudly, trying to muffle her sounds of pain and pleasure as Aaron suckled on first one teat, then the other, pulling, twisting, pinching and biting as he sucked. He was contemplating taking her again when he heard his Father calling from the bottom of the stairs. "We have to leave in about fifteen minutes if we are going to get to the restaurant on time." 

"Damn," Aaron groaned as he sucked each nipple one last time, then helped Aunt Sue pull the cups of her bra back around and rehook it between her breasts. He promised her that they would take it up later, after his father had gone to bed. She cupped his erection through his jeans and kissed him once more, their tongues exploring each other. Breaking apart, finally, she pushed him towards the bedroom door, then went into the bathroom to repair her make-up.

Aaron was already downstairs talking with his Father. As Aunt Sue walked down the stairs he tried to appear nonchalant as he turned with his father to watch her descent. He could feel himself harden again as he watched the sway of her womanly body walk down the stairs, her full, wide hips jiggling under her skirt, her breasts bouncing even in the forced enclosure of her brassier. With her big, rotund body, she was the sexiest woman he knew.

Several hours later Aaron was in the guest room bed with Aunt Sue, naked, his head thrown back in pleasure, his hands on her head as her mouth worked her magic on his cock. Earlier they had leisurely enjoyed each other's bodies, joining together in several positions as they tried to satiate each other's sexual appetites. Aunt Sue had already had several explosive orgasms and Aaron had cum once, in her wonderfully tight ass. Now he was ready to cum again, this time in the wet mouth that was greedily sucking and licking, coaxing his climax, hungrily awaiting his explosion, and once it came, she joyously swallowed every spurt, licking the cock clean, sucking at the tip to get the last few, thick drops.

Aaron drew a ragged sigh once he had finished ejaculating. Sue squirmed her big body up to lay next to her nephew, one hand curled under her head, the other still curled around his deflated penis. As she lay there quietly, she found herself contemplating the past evening. 

The dinner with her brother, Charles, had been strained. He seemed uncomfortable, embarrassed, but Sue was used to that from her brother. Her weight had always been a problem between them. He had ridiculed her, accused her of not caring about herself, of slowly killing herself by being so overweight. Sue, however, had always been comfortable with her body; knowing that for some reason no matter how she dieted, how much she exercised, she was always going to be fat. Lord knows she had tried for years, to no avail. Her husband, Frank, bless his soul, had loved her, and never once asked her to try harder to take off the pounds. Her children loved her, though she knew it hadn't always been easy for them, especially in their teen years, but as adults now, they missed being closer to her and visited every chance they got. No, it was only her brother Charles who had a problem with her weight, and it appeared he still did. She had found him watching her all through dinner whenever he thought she wouldn't notice. It was a shame, really, because when she was younger he had been a very loving little brother, following her every where. It wasn't until his teen years that his attitude changed. Perhaps it was fear of being ridiculed by his friends because of her big body. Even when she was only a few pounds heavier than other girls her age, her breasts had been huge; it seemed the rest of her body just grew into them after a while.

Beside her, Aaron stirred, shifted a little, a gentle snort escaping as he drifted into that half sleep state. Sue's body was still wanting, even though the sex with Aaron had been fantastic and she had achieved several orgasms. Maybe a raid on the kitchen while he rested up would appease one hunger, at least. Carefully she got out of bed, and pulled on a short nylon robe that did little to hide the full curves of her body. She opened her door quietly and found her way down the stairs to the kitchen without turning on any lights.

She found some potato salad in a covered dish and helped herself to a couple of big spoonfuls of it, added a couple of pickles to the plate and turned to go sit at the kitchen table. As she turned she gave a small, startled shriek of surprise as she saw a figure standing in the kitchen doorway. The overhead light clicked on and she blinked in the sudden light. "Still hungry?" It was Charles. He advanced on her, taking the plate from her and sitting it on the table. "I thought you'd be tucked in for the night." There was a slight pause, as he seemed to notice for the first time what she was wearing, or almost wearing. The belt that had held the skimpy sheer robe closed had slipped its knot while she had foraged for something to eat, and now hung open at either side of her breasts.

Sue watched her brother as his tongue tip licked his dry lips, his eyes riveted on her huge breasts, starring for a long moment before his gaze traveled down the rest of her body, taking in her full stomach that overhung her thighs and the hair covered pubic area. As Sue watched, waiting for him to say something she noticed his erection under his robe. Her own nipples tightened into hard buds and she could feel herself getting wet. Charlie seemed paralyzed as she took a couple of steps closer to him. She was just enough taller than him that her breasts were about mouth high to him and she planted herself so close to him that one nipple tickled his lips. Still holding his gaze with her own, she reached out a hand and parted his robe, feeling for and finding his erect penis. When he didn't jerk away from her touch she clasped him more securely in her hand and began to stroke him, still holding him with her eyes.

She watched as his eyes fluttered shut in his pleasure. Still grasping him, pumping, she stepped back a little and squatted down and placed her mouth on his cock, Lordy, it was longer and thicker than Aaron's! She closed her lips tight on him and bobbed her head up and down on his cock, her other hand playing with his balls. She felt his hand move to her head, holding her down on his cock as her mouth worked it. After several minutes of teasing, sucking licking and deep throating his cock, she stood up and pushed his mouth onto a tit, moving one of his hands to the hair covered mound between her legs. He obligingly sucked the breast as a finger parted her and entered her, pushing deep into her, stroking in and out of her, teasing her by once in a while dragging his fingertip over her swollen clit.

She was going crazy, wanting more, wanting him inside her. As if sensing her need, he pushed her back against the table, laying her back, raising her legs into a wide "V" as he pushed his penis into her, pumping hard and fast into her. Sue moaned as the sexual pounding tightened and enervated every nerve in her body, sending shocks of pleasure from every where at once, exploding into a physical earthquake that was off the Richter Scale in it's intensity. A loud, ear-splitting scream of pure, unadulterated sexual ecstasy erupted from deep inside her as she splintered into one of the most intense orgasms of her life. Still her brother pounded into her, sweat beading his forehead, his breathing heavy, his eyes closed as he allowed the pleasurable feelings of her orgasm-tightened muscles clamping and pulsing around his penis drive him closer and closer to his own orgasm.

Both Aunt Sue and his Father had their eyes closed tight in their erotic coupling so neither saw Aaron as he entered the kitchen. When he had reached across the bed for Aunt Sue, and not finding her, he had gotten up, pulled on his underwear and came downstairs to look for her. He had been drawn to the kitchen by her pleasure-driven scream moments before. After taking in the astounding sight of his father pounding into Aunt Sue, his own cock had hardened again. He quickly stripped off his underwear and approached the table, stroking his own cock as he did so. 

Reaching the table, he used both hands to grab his Aunt's jiggling breasts, kneading them roughly. She opened her eyes, smiled at him, and shifted her body slightly so he could poke his hard cock into her waiting eager mouth. She sucked at it hungrily as her brother Charles, eyes still closed, continued pumping himself into her, pounding into her with long sure strokes, burying himself to the max. As he felt his own orgasm coming, he opened his eyes and immediately stalled in mid-stroke.

Aaron stood at the other end of the table, his cock pumping in and out of Sue's mouth, saliva running down her chin. Aaron's hands were pinching and pulling on her breasts, and from the moans and groans escaping her throat as she continued to suck him, she was getting very pleasurable stimulation from his manhandling of her tits. As Charles watched Aaron's fingers cruelly pinch one nipple, twisting and pulling it far away from the breast, he resumed his pounding of her wet pussy, his climax once again building and turning into a shattering climax. He pounded faster, draining himself into his sister, the sister he had sexually coveted for years, since he was a young teenager entering puberty. He mentally made a note that he was going to have to confess to her, explain why he had adopted the attitude about her weight that he had, the attitude that hid the forbidden, burning desire he had for his own sister.

Charles smiled as he watched his son Aaron release his own seed into Sue's mouth. He really needed to find out what had happened those days Aaron had stayed with her, and why she had decided after all these years to visit them. For now it looked like the three of them were going to be enjoying quality family time before his wife and daughter came home. But now, he felt himself beginning to harden again as his cock was still buried inside his sister. Maybe the three of them should go upstairs to the big bed in the guest room and all get reacquainted, in comfort.



Aunt Sue's Panties



Sue Gifford only found out that Annie's house was on fire, when a neighbor that knew her still called. She was horrified, and hurried to go over there. It was on the other side of the town.

She even chided herself on the way over for calling it Annie's house. 

"No, Annie's gone these many years," Sue said to herself, talking to calm herself, to occupy her mind, "It's Derek's House now!" 

And then she remembered what was happening and began to cry. 

When she got there, she had to park a little distance away because of the fire equipment. She found Derek, standing, looking for all the world lonely on the sidewalk across the street and just watching. The house itself seemed to be in shambles, looking like a total loss.

Derek saw her coming and opened his arms, folding her into an embrace.

"Oh, Derek, honey!" Sue wailed, "You're house!'

"Hi, Susie!" he whispered to her.

It sent a kind of a thrill through Sue's body; him calling her Susie, for as long as she could remember, was one of the treats of life.

"I'm so sorry, honey, so sorry," she said, her voice just audible, since it was buried in his chest.

"I was at the gym," he said, "Someone called me."

She looked up at him and he said to her:

"There goes Annie's house!"

"Oh," Sue said crying, "Annie's house! Gone! Ohhhh!"

"I'm so sorry to be like a baby here," she said, "When you've just lost everything."

"Not like a baby, Susie girlfriend!" he said, smiling at him.

"You must come to me," she said with some conviction. "It's only me in that big new house that Harvey built for us, and he's gone as long as Annie."

She paused and sobbed some more, and then went on:

"And you get out of the Marines and come back to live here and this happens. All your things!"

"Susie, Susie," he cooed to her, "I didn't have very many things, at least not yet. It's mostly, you know Mom's things but it's insured and we'll work it out. I appreciate the offer for a roof. You don' t mind, Susie?"

"Mind! Mind!," she said with vehemence, "You're mine and you're coming to live with me, and we'll just work this mess out."

They stayed and watched the rest of the scene together, until it was finally put out but the house and contents were lost. There seemed to be nothing to be done but get someone whose business it is to clean up and haul away such things. 

"I'll have to get on that in the morning," Derek said, "My schedule at school is light right now."

Derek Walters was recently out of the Marines, also recently back from a second tour of duty to Afghanistan. He'd come back to live in his Mom's house, that his Aunt Susie had been keeping for him, and was coaching at the local college. His Aunt Susie was 10 years older than he, being the last of the children in her family, and the only one left. She was a widow at 35, having married an older man, whose heart attack had taken him the same year that her sister Annie died. 

Sue lived alone in a huge house that she and Harvey had built, their dream house, so they called it. It had memories but she loved it still and was pleased beyond pleased that Derek was coming to live with her, despite the tragedy of 'Annie's House'.

At home, she bustled around, getting Derek settled in. He made a shopping run then to get himself some of the basics that he'd need, since what few things at home he had were obviously gone.

She offered to go shopping with him but they both decided that she'd stay at home and fix some dinner. He said that he'd call he, when he was on the way home to let her know and they fixed a time sequence so that it would all be coordinated.

Sue found herself moving around the house and singing. She got steaks out of the freezer and planned a really nice meal for Derek. She discovered that she was so pleased to have him.

And her mind worked overtime. Sue Gifford never had much of a wild sex life with Harvey but she certainly had an active mental one. She found herself, while moving about and getting the dining room table set, thinking about waiting for Derek. It was the re-occurrence of an old fantasy, one that stretched back to the days, when Derek was a wise assed teenager. 

But he was a wise assed teen ager that his aunt Sue lusted for. That had never changed for Sue. She could never explain it, never tried to; it was always just there a part of her mental, fantasy baggage. It hadn't changed during the years of her marriage to older, bland Harvey.

For those many years the fantasy had been her almost daily companion in bed. In the dark of the night she thought of it, and let her fingers so roaming among her pussy hairs as she relived, weekly at least and often nightly, those fantasies about Derek.

She'd be naked, when he came through the garage door. She loved the idea, the downright dirtiness of it! All the rest of the fantasies were built on the base of that one.

It was with difficulty that she broke off from her sexual imaginings. Almost as if he knew that she was thinking about such things, Derek called just then.

"Hey, Susie!" he said fairly brightly.

"Hi, honey;" she answered, "Are you okay?"

"Gotta be, Susie," he said. "I''m just not gonna let this defeat me, is all."

"Good for you," she answered.

"What is my Susie planning!" he said then.

Sue gulped out loud; for a few seconds she thought that he was asking her about her plans to be kneeling naked waiting for him, when he got there.

"Oh, dinner!' she said at last.

"Yes, love," he said chuckling, "What did you think?"

"Don't you go teasing your old Aunt!' she chided.

"Susie, would I tease you? So what?" he said

"Steaks and baked potatoes, and some wine to go with it," she answered.

"Sounds lovely," he said back to her, "Almost as lovely as my Aunt Susie!"

"Stop the blarney and come home, Marine!" she said with a laugh.

"That's my plan," he said.

When he got there, and came through the door from the garage to the kitchen, Sue's breath caught in her throat, as her previous fantasy flashed through her mind. She tucked the thought away in the back of her mind, promising herself that she'd re-visit it that night in bed. That made her smile.

"Hey, Susie's smiling;" Derek said, "I like that."

"I'm smiling because you're home!" she said blushing.

He turned serious then, as he approached her:

"I appreciate you taking me in, Aunt Sue."

"Appreciate! But you're my own!" she said insisting. "Of course you have a home here. It's our home now."

"Yes, our home!" he said, kissing her cheek, which made her tingle, "And thank you."

"Well, if you stop mauling the kitchen staff," she quipped at him, "We'll get some dinner."

"Fair enough," he laughed, "More mauling later."

"Don't you dare, Marine!" she said in a false outraged voice.

After dinner, which was a quiet affair with some talk about the future of the property where 'Annie's House' was situated, he told her that he'd drive back to the house just to look around.

She elected to stay and clean up from dinner.

"You just be careful over there!" she said to him. "I don't want anything happening to you."

"Very careful, Susie!" he said, hugging her.

Sue found herself sighing out loud from the effects of the hugs and his being around. She realized it was like having a fantasy of hers fulfilled just to have him there with her. She went over, mentally, her lovely fantasy about waiting for him to get back. 

"I'd be right here," she decided, picking a spot on the kitchen floor. "I'd be kneeling and waiting, with my hands behind my head. I'd be dressed in whatever way he'd tell me: maybe slutty clothes, like Susie the whore, maybe only panties, a little demure, maybe naked, bare fucking assed naked!"

She giggled out loud at this last. It was something that Harvey used to say to her in the days, when he was really interested, before he got sick.

"Straighten up, girl!" she said, getting herself in hand.

Derek called her on the phone, to tell her that he was on the way back. The call, coming from him, thrilled her, just fairly did it for her. It sparked her fantasy and, immediately after the call, she went to 'her spot' on the kitchen floor and knelt there. She was half tempted to take all her clothes off just to feel what it was like, and promised herself that she would, when he was at work; she didn't think that she had time just then.

Both were emotionally tired and decided on an early night. They had a 'night cap', he had some scotch and she had some sherry. Then they turned in.

Sue lay in bed, opting that night for no clothes at all in bed. She said to herself that she was pleased that she was still attractive. She knew that her fantasy wouldn't work for her, if she were out of shape and a hag. But, like her Annie, she was big breasted, and had a fat ass tendency, although she worked out assiduously to keep it under control.

But in the dark of the night, under the same roof with Derek, she let her fingers play with herself and ended falling to sleep with a smile.

She was up first in the morning, and suddenly realized that she hadn't given Derek any towels:

"Dummy!" she chided herself, and took a face towel, a bath sheet, and a wash cloth and went to his room, expecting to find him still in bed. 

She knocked softly and, when there was no answer, opened the door to put the towels inside. The scene that she happened upon caused her to stare with wide eyes:

There Derek stood, totally naked, and he was jerking off into a pair of her panties.

"Ohhhhhhhh!" she said quietly, with a wide eyed look on her face.

But he wasn't ruffled: "Susie!" he said, "Good morning! My morning exercise!"

Her response was perhaps the trigger to all that went on from that point. It had been, to be sure, prepared by all of her fantasizing, all those years of kneeling in front of him to do his bidding, her abiding fantasy, but nevertheless, it took courage from her to do what she did.

She stared at him for a few seconds and then slowly but deliberately sunk to her knees. 

"Tell me what to do!" she said softly, and meekly.

"Good girl, Susie!" Derek said, "Come over here."

He said it as though it was no surprise for him at all. For her it was the opening of the heavens and all the light imaginable shining on her. Here she was on the very verge of her fantasies come true.

She crawled to where he was; it was, for her never even a thought of walking, of getting up off her knees.

When she got there she repeated: "Derek, I don't know what to do here."

"What you do is look at me," he said, his eyes gleaming. "Watch me."

"Yes . . .yes . . .uh, Derek!" she mumbled.

"Problem, Susie!" he said, pausing in his jerk off to talk.

"What?" she wailed, so unsure of herself.

"You're dressed;" he said, "I want to get this all over you and you need to be naked for that."

"Naked!" she repeated and was out of her robe immediately, without finesse or sexy posing, only getting naked.

He moved closer to her, and she never took her eyes off of him. 

"Don't need the panties so much; now I've got Susie herself," Derek said, and continued to jerk off.

He came all over her face and her tits.

"Magnificent!" he growled, as he came on his Aunt. "Wonderful!"

When he was done, he said simply: "Clean it, and eat it all."

"Yes, . . .yes . . .uh I'll do that," she said and proceeded to do just that.

Then he smiled at her and said:

"Susie, I'm going to shower; thank you for the towels and the use of your panties . . .and yourself; how about some breakfast."

She was in a kind of state of shock; not really ready to believe that it had happened. She went downstairs and fixed his breakfast; doing something, anything was what she needed to do, not to think, at least not now. When he sat down to it, he gave her a kind of stare that unsettled her but finished his breakfast.

Finally, she asked him:

"Derek, is anything wrong? I'm sorry that I barged in on you, if it's that. I promise . . ."

But he cut her off:

"It's not that, having you there, Susie, was a real treat for me, one that I've wanted for as long as I can remember. There's only one thing!"

"Oh, what?" she said, all concern now.

"Well, you came down and fixed a lovely breakfast but who told you that you could dress?"

"Ohhhhhhh," she said in absolute dismay, grabbing at her robe but he put his hand on hers and said:

"No time now, Susie; I've got to go to work. I have a meeting about the house and the property and won't be home until after 5 PM. Dinner at 6?"

"Yes, Derek," she said, and swallowed, her head absolutely spinning, and added: "And I am sorry for that infraction!"

"I know you are, Susie," he answered, we'll deal with that later.

"Yes, we will," she said.

He gathered her into his arms then and kissed her; it was soft and loving, and totally unlike any nephew-aunt kiss that she could ever imagine.

She thought about it all day and brooded about it a good deal, until she understood what she knew that she would do, wanted to do. She also decided that it would be that night that she'd do it.

He was home at 5, like he said, and indicated to her that he wanted to shower. After his shower, they had dinner and nothing was said about the events of early that day. 

She didn't know what to think but decided that she'd go through with what her plan was, even if it made her look and sound like a fool.

He said that he was going to have an early night, and had some reading to do. His eyes, as he looked at her were bright and she knew that the next move was hers.

A little later, she went to his door and knocked softly.

"Come in, Susie," he said.

She found him sitting on the bed in his shorts. She'd prepared and had showered and fixed her hair but was totally naked otherwise.

"Look at Aunt Sue!" he said.

"Yes," she answered, blushing.

"Lovely, Susie," he said.

"I have to talk to you, Derek," she said.

His response was a soft: "Go ahead."

With tears in her eyes, and quick breathing, she went and placed herself on her knees between his outstretched knees.

"Sir," she began, letting the word echo in the room. 

He smiled at the use of the word, and said softly:

"Yes, Susie, talk to me."

"Yes, sir," she said and plunged into it:

"I have given this speech thousands of times in my mind; it has always been the same and it brings tears to my eyes to be here kneeling like this, at your feet in just the way that I have always imagined it, but never, ever thought would come true. Derek, sir,----I am bold to use that word and I seek forgiveness for this boldness----what happened yesterday was a kind of fortuitous accident; I know that but I am here now to declare my intentions, no to really ask, to beg, to supplicate . . ."

At this point her emotions were so live and raw and real that she began to cry. 

Derek held up his hand to stop her and said:

"Susie, you don' need to . . ."

She interrupted him and said:

"I apologize and I promise that this is the last time that I will interrupt you but I need to do this; I've made this speech to you for ten years, ten years of playing with myself and making this speech, always this way, kneeling to you, naked and, now I'm afraid; it's always me this way and always to you and I can't," Here she paused for a deep breath, and then went on:

"But I won't let my emotions rob me of this, even if I am making a great fool of myself."

She took a deep breath and continued:

"I'm so sorry, sir----I call you 'sir' because I have no claim on the title Master and may not use it---- I'm sorry but I never thought to really be able to do this, to ask this, and if I am saying anything amiss, I apologize in advance but, you see, I am begging for you to let me be your sex slave!"

She gazed up into his eyes then, he was watching her with glowing eyes and a huge, bright smile on his face. She then averted her eyes, feeling that she might just have screwed this up royally.

"I place no strings on what I am asking for; I declare baldly and honestly on the very name of my dead sister Annie that I will do anything that you tell me to do.I will repeat that word, 'anything', as often as you need to hear it from my mouth. I will withhold no sexual act, I will refuse your use of no hole in my body, I will attempt, as god is my witness, to worship you cock, when you let me."

She looked up at him, almost overcome by emotions again and began:

"Derek . . ."

But he interrupted her then and said:

"The term is 'Master'!" 

And she knew; she knew what he was saying and that he was accepting her offer but by then she was crying too hard to go on at that point, and indeed there was no need. She laid her head against his thigh and cried, saying twice, softly, as though caressing the words that came from her mouth:

"Master!" "Master!"

He stroked her hair, running his fingers through it, and down her cheek. She grasped at his hand, as he did it and brought his fingers to her mouth, looking up at him, as she sucked the fingers one after another into her mouth to suck on them, never taking her eyes off of him.

"Ten years, Susie Belle?" he asked.

She giggled, liking the name immediately, and said:

"Ten years, Master!"

"That's hot!" he said, "Even during Harvey?"

"Harvey never mattered, Master, only you ever did!" she replied.

"Well, we'd better go and make up for some lost time, hadn't we?" he asked.

"Yes, Master," she said, and then asked: "Go?"

"To the bedroom," he said.

"My room?" she asked, meaning the master suite.

"No!" he said with emphasis. "Our room!"

And Sue was wailing again:

"I am so sorry, my first chance and right out of the gate I can't get it right!"

"You will, Susie Belle, sweet Susie! You will!"

She accepted his kindness with a gesture that was heart felt:

She put her head down and began to kiss his feet.

"I'm sorry that they're not dirty so that I could clean them with my mouth, my tongue."

"Our room?" she said then.

"Our room," he repeated.

Before she set out, she had a thought and turned to look up at him, from her kneeling position and asked:

"May I crawl for you, Master?"

"Crawl, Susie," he said, "Show me your magnificent ass!"

"Master, my ass, I give it to you gladly! It's for you to use!" she said, as she started her crawl.

She knew inside that this is the way she needed to be right now, crawling for him. It was part of the way the fantasy played itself out for her all those years, and how it would be played out for her now.

She got out into the hall way and he said:

"Stop! Wait, Susie Belle!"

She stopped and smiled a contented smile as he reached down to run his hands over the slopes of her ass cheeks, letting a few fingers diddle their way into the crack of her ass, as he did.

"Mmmmmm," she moaned.

"Were you this way with Harvey, Susie?" he asked.

"I've never been this way with anyone but you in my fantasies," she replied. "Harvey wasn't much for sex; for a long time I thought that good sex was only in my mind."

"We'll see about that, Susie!" he said, then he ordered her:

"Crawl!"

"You know, Susie Belle, that I'll want to spank you; don't you?" he asked casually.

"I know," she said, "I'll welcome it, especially if it pleases you."

"Good," he said, "And I will want soon to take your anal virginity!"

"Yes, Master," she said, "I welcome that too!"

She was determined that nothing that he wanted was going to be denied; this fantasy, though it was hers, was all about him and giving him pleasure.

"Susie, Susie! You are such a rare treat! Look at how lucky I am!" he said, transfixed.

She turned on the spot and wrapped herself around his ankles, kissing his feet.

"I've wanted to do this for so long," she whispered, "And my courage almost failed me! Almost!"

"Yes, but only almost and you owe me discipline for contradicting me, and dressing this morning at breakfast; you know that?"he said next.




Aunt Sue's Panties



"Yes, I know," she said.

"Good, tomorrow morning, I leave for the school at 8:15 AM, at 7:45 AM I want you naked and over my knee for a spanking. Am I clear?"

"Crystal clear, Master," she said, and then: "May I crawl again?"

"Crawl!" he said and she did.

When they entered the bedroom, he went to her music rack, in the corner, and selected some music and put it on. Soft, slow music filled the room, and he held out his hand to raise her up saying:

"Susie, this is a bargain that we'll seal with love! First love and later come the dirty things!"

"Ohhhhhhhhh!" she sighed getting up and clinging to him. She whispered to him:

"Sir, I will take no liberties until you allow me!"

"Liberties are allowed tonight," he said, "I'll stop you if I need."

"Thank you, Master!" she said.

And then they danced and she floated away. Sue was being truthful about the long long length of her adoration of her nephew Derek and her secret fantasy to belong to him in every way, especially a carnal one. She was still almost over whelmed by what was happening but she just allowed herself to float away with it. A little voice, in the back of her head kept saying to her:

"Tomorrow morning, 7:45 AM!" And her answer was a giggled: "Oh, yes!"

As they danced, he allowed his hands to take possession of her, sliding down her back and over her ass cheeks, inserting those insidious fingers again, only this time not stopping until one of them had actually breached her ass hole.

"Ohhhhhh!" she mewled, as the finger poked inside of her.

He moved it around a bit and then pulled it out. He held it up in the air and she knew; she took the finger into her mouth and licked it clean, a wicked smile was on her face all the time. 

Then he had his hands on her ass again, as they danced, and she ran her own hands down his back, loving the firmness of him, and stuck them inside of his shorts to capture his ass cheeks with her hands.

"Take them off for me!" he said.

And she knelt, and removed his shorts. He looked down at her, as she was doing it, and he was a transported by this opportunity, this new thing between them. She was always the girl that he compared others to, the one that he secretly, as a teenager, lusted for. And here she was dedicating herself to him in a way that was beyond anything that he could imagine or could have or would have suggested.

She had them at his ankles and then took over with her teeth, coming up with them between her teeth and holding them there, grinning at him.

"Very nice, Susie! So, you've had lots of time to think about this?" he asked.

She shook her head 'yes', and in the process shook his shorts, still between her teeth, up and down, letting them flap like a flag. He laughed.

"Come here now, Susie," he said. "Let me show you how the proper master uses his slave,"

He got her to her feet and then backed her up until the back of her thighs hit the bed and she tumbled back onto it. He pushed her knees apart and move in between them.

"Are you going to . . .eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!" she almost shrieked, as his mouth closed over her pussy mound.

"Ohhhhhh," she continued, "No one . . .nowhere . . .no one!"

"Finally then!" Derek said.

She came quickly and with great shouting and rolling around on the bed. She'd been holding this kind of arousal, this kind of orgasm in for such a long time that she just let go! When she was done, she was sweating and grinning.

Derek moved up the bed then and they two were facing one another on the bed, with him adjusting her legs to let him fit inside of them, and then sliding his stiff cock into her more than ready pussy.

"Ohhhhhh!" she sighed again. "Yes, that's it! That's the thing! That's what Aunt Susie wants, needs! That's it! Better than my panties around your cock and I can't wait to do that for you, but this is the thing!"

"Susie, Susie," he said, grinning at her, "You're a talker, a moaner!"

"I'm sorry!" she said quickly.

"No, Susie Belle, I love it!" he said quickly.

Then he began to maneuver his prick in and out of her and she was singing to him all the while he was doing it. He began to move faster and faster, and she was building to another orgasm. She crashed into hers and shortly after that, he released himself and had his own.

They subsided and lay face to face, his lips grazing her face. 

"That was wonderful, Master," she said, "Thank you so much."

"Our beginning, Susie, sweet Susie!" he said.

"I love the things that you call me!" she replied.

"What if I call you dirty names?" he asked into her ear.

"Oooooooo, I'd like that!" she giggled.

"What if I called you bitch or slut or whore or cunt, Susie, Susie?"

"I'll take every one of the names you give them and eat them up like dessert.

"Susie," he said, "You're a tigress!"

"Only for you, Master, only for you," was her response.

"Sleepy now," he said.

"May I please clean you first?" she asked.

"Granted!" he said, and she slid down until she had his now limp prick in her mouth, and sloshed it around to clean it with her mouth. She loved the taste of it, thinking of where it had been.

She sunk into sleep very contentedly, snuggled up against him.

7:45 AM:

Sue was awake and out of bed first; she was quiet in her movements, letting Derek sleep, as she went downstairs to get the coffee.She knew his schedule for the morning, as she went about chores in the kitchen. Then she had his coffee ready and went back to the bedroom.

She looked into the bedroom from the doorway, simply staring down at him, sprawled across the bed, naked, his morning erection pressed up against his stomach, his hair disheveled, for all the world as sexy as possible.

She made up her mind about what she was going to do in a few seconds, and went to the bed.

She climbed onto the bed gingerly, after putting his coffee onto the table by his side of the bed, and took hold of his prick. He stirred just a little but didn't actually wake. Then, with a grin that was for herself and not for the world at large, she opened her mouth and took the head of his cock inside. She began a soft sucking motion, and began to lick the area under the head softly.

Derek moaned. 

Sue increased the pressure of her lips along the shaft of his cock, pulling more and more of it into her mouth. She fought her gag reflex, as she pushed her head farther down the cock shaft.

"Oh, shit!" Derek moaned, "What is this?"

"This, Master Derek, is what it means to have a slave, when being awakened in the morning."

"Then it's good to have a slave!" Derek said next, "Morning, Aunt Susie!"

"Morning, Derek, my love," she said and then: "Sorry, I can't talk right now, am sucking this wonderful cock!" And moved her head back to the cock sucking.

"Who would have ever thought that Momma's baby sister is secretly a cock sucker?" he asked, smiling.

"Secretly?" she asked, as she licked the underside of his prick, and then she moved a little and took one of his balls into her mouth next. 

"Ohhhh, Susie!" he said loudly.

"Mmmmm," was the only noise from her.

Then she went back to the shaft of his cock and now that he was awake, was vigorous in bouncing her head up and down, pushing her mouth farther down on the prick with every down stroke of her head. 

Derek stiffened and finally began to cum in her mouth. She clamped her lips down on the cock, holding it all in and riding his flailing hips, while he continued to move around in the final throes of cumming.

"Wow!" he said, when he settled down a bit.

"Morning, sir!" she said, grinning up at him, her head resting on his belly, his flaccid cock now still in her mouth being sucked clean.

"Coffee?" she asked. "Blow job first, then coffee."

"Oh, yes," he said, sipping the coffee. "What time is it?"

"7:00 AM, sir," she told him.

"Mm, shower time; excuse me, Susie, honey," he said and went to the shower, taking the coffee with him.

The time 7:45 AM was immediately her concern. She went to the kitchen got a kitchen chair, placing it in the middle of the room, and waited for him. She was nervous; she didn't think he'd be brutal but:

"How long has it really been, since I've been spanked?"

She didn't know how she'd react, although the very idea of her naked, and him dressed, and further, her naked over his knees was a true turn on. Just thinking about this was getting her pussy hairs wet.

Then he came into the kitchen. She asked if he'd like breakfast then but he said to her:

"No, Susie Belle, there's business to take care of first."

"Yes, Master," she said quietly.

"Come to me, Susie," he said and she did, willingly. 

Before she draped herself across his lap he asked her:

"And why are we being spanked today, Aunt Susie?"

"Because I had the temerity to contradict you, Master, yesterday, and I dressed to get the breakfast ready, when I didn't have permission to dress," she answered, blushing.

"Now before we do this, Susie Belle, tell me what you're feeling," he instructed.

"I . . .I can't deny that I'm really turned on by this; I don't like the idea of the pain but I do love the idea of the spanking, of me naked and you dressed and me over your lap, at your mercy . . .I really like that idea, sir."

"Susie, Susie," he crooned to her, "You're filling my world in a way that I didn't even know is possible. You are even turned on by the idea of a spanking."

He gave her a piercing look and asked:

"Do you think maybe that's enough, I mean to have had you thinking all this time about being spanked, the nervousness, maybe the worry; maybe we don't need to actually go through with it at all. What do you think?"

She got an absolutely stricken look on her face and said:

"Oh no, sir! If I may," she said, eyes averted.

"Look at me, Susie, and talk to me," he ordered.

She lifted her gaze and spoke:

"I want this . . .this spanking; I want to withhold nothing from you that crosses your mind; that's what I want for me, is for you to have everything that you want. Honey, this might be my only time like this, and I want it to be full!"

"Oh, yes, Susie Belle, you're everything that I want you to be; now come here!"

She draped herself across his lap, her head and her tits hanging down on one side and her ass sticking up in the air.

"Susie," he said in almost a whisper, as though others might be listening, "You have a world class ass!"

"Thank you, sir!" she said.

"I've always thought it," he continued, now rubbing the surface of her ass cheeks with his hand, "Ever since I was about 13 and took an interest in girls' asses, yours was always the one that I wanted, and here it is."

"When he finished saying the 'here it is', he slapped her right ass cheek.

"Eeep!" she cried out, and then, without being told, she cried: "One!"

"Good, Susie Belle," he said, "You count for me; 10 on each cheek."

"Yes, sir," she repeated, "Ten on each cheek and that's one."

She went through the count, pushing toward the number 20, when he'd stop.

At 12 he asked her if it was too much, for she was sobbing out loud by then.

She shook her head violently 'no' and asked, in a chocked voice, for him to go on with it, and he did, he finished the 20, and then hauled her from his lap and up so that he could cradle her, as she sobbed.

"My good, brave girl!" he said, stroking her hair.

She whispered into his ear:

"Thank you, Master, for spanking me to correct me."

"You're welcome, Susie Belle," he said, "I want you to know that at times I will spank you only because it's fun."

"Yes, sir," she answered, "That's a Master's privilege."

"I almost came, sir!" she whispered then, passing on to him the simple truth of it.

He laughed: "Susie, Susie, you are such a rare treat. That fire in Annie's house was the best possible event in my life."

"Oh, maybe it was, sir!" she said into his shoulder. Then she added:

"Do you have time for breakfast?"

"Honey, I don't," he said, "I'll grab something on the way."

"I apologize for not having something ready for you," she said, kneeling now before him again, "This slut has not learned sufficiently from her spanking, I guess."

"We'll have to take that into account," he said, as he prepared to go.

She went to him then, at the door and draped her arms around his neck, kissing him 'bye' for the day.

"I 'll try to be here for lunch," he said after school today there are meetings about the house and all. I'll call, but I'll be here for dinner."

"Oh, good," she said, "I'll make sure that it's special for you."

She spent a busy morning, going shopping and getting things that she thought that she needed. She was pleased by all of it, when it was done. 

She knew it was time for the second part of her declaration. In mind and in her fantasies, it was always a double thing. The scene in the bedroom inaugurated it but the next scene, the one in the kitchen that she was planning was always the one that brought it to fruition.

He called at 11:20 to tell her that he was on the way. She knew that she had about a half hour then. 

She was ready on time. She was on 'the spot', the one that she had identified in advance as the place where she'd wait for him, facing the door. She knelt there, naked, her knees splayed out to display her pussy, which she fully intended to ask him if she should shave or not. She had on a dog collar that she'd purchased that morning, which had a little bone tag attached to it with the name "Derek" on it. Finally, at the last minute, when she heard him coming, she put her hands in the pair of toy handcuffs that she had ready, bound now behind her back. She arched her back to make sure that her large, stiff nippled tits were ready to present to him.

He walked into the kitchen and stopped dead, saying a loud:

"Oh, shit, Susie! Look at you! Just look at you! What the fuck did I ever do to deserve a beautiful, naked assed slut like you waiting for me at lunch time?"

"You became my Master," she said quietly.

"What do you want, Susie honey?" he asked.

"Whatever my Master gives me, is what I want," she declared.

"Well today, for this time, I give you the power of choice; what do you want?"

"You're so good to me," she said, her chin wrinkling from the emotion. "I want to worship your cock, Master," she said finally, with tears on her face. 

"Worship my cock, eh?" he said, "Up for a little contest, maybe?" The look on his face was infectious, and she said: "Of course, Marine."

"Good," he answered, "Susie Belle gets her way, if she can do a few little things."

"Sir?" she asked.

"First, Susie Belle," he said, grinning at her now, "Sing my cock a little song."

He got it out, half erect, and almost without thinking, Sue began to sing:

"I'm a little teapot, tic, tic, toc; these are my balls and that's my cock!"

Derek was positively bent over with laughter and she joined him, a look of triumph on her face.

"Okay, Sweet Susie," he said, "One more little test; do a dance for my cock."

He went to the radio and turned it on. It was tuned to an 'oldies' station and playing a late 50's early 60's song titled "Wooly Bully". 

"Help the dancer up," Sue said and he got her on her feet.

He glanced at her, giving her a fake ferocious look and said:

"Nice tone, slave, spanking!"

"Finally," she said back to him, "What does a girl have to do around here to get a spanking!"

Then, without hesitation, she went into a fantastic dance for him; she was a very good dancer. And he watched transfixed. When the song ended, he was clapping for her.

"You get your wish, Susie Belle," he said, and he moved to be directly in front of her.

She leaned forward and made the first pass along his prick with her tongue. Then she captured it in her mouth. She sucked her way along the length of it.

"Deep throat this time, Susie," he said, "Take your time."

She lifted her head and looked up at him, here eyes glowing with her emotions and shook her head 'yes'. 

She captured it again and crept her lips down the shaft. Every time she thought that she was done and couldn't go any further, she hesitated and promised herself another half inch. She worked that way, half inch at a time. She breathed through her nose and paused,when she needed.

"Fucking great cock sucker, and she's my Aunt!" Derek, said, and was rewarded by a wink from his cock sucking aunt.

Finally, with patience and the creeping lips system, she had him all in. She risked a look up into his face, and was rewarded by kiss from him. She blinked her eyes to say 'thank you', and he understood and nodded.

Then she tightened her lips and moved them up and down on the cock. She had it all the way in, in no time, then, the prick in her mouth swelled and spewed its rich liquid into her throat. She worked to take it all, and succeeded.

"Now," he said resolutely, "Something for the Aunt!"

"OHHHHHHHH!" she said as he carried her bodily and put her onto the couch with her upper body on it and her knees on the floor.

"Sorry, Susie Belle," he said, "Don't go away. Phone call."

He got on the phone and used the speaker. 

"Geradline?" he asked.

"Yes, is that you, Derek?" she asked.

"Yes, I'm going to be late but I'm free this afternoon."

"You've got a lunch piece!" she said, giggling over the speaker.

"Geraldine, I'm here with my Aunt Sue, my mom's house burned down recently."

"Oops, sorry, Aunt Sue," Geraldine said.

"No problem," Sue answered, barely suppressing a giggle.

He hung up and then was back behind her, applying his mouth to her pussy lips from behind. Sue screeched into the couch cushions.

"Never get used to that wonderfulness . . .never . . .ever!" she wailed, as he continued to eat her.

He accompanied his eating with a finger probing Sue's ass hole and pushed her into an orgasm that she would have shouted to the very world, if her face hadn't been in the cushion. She shook for a long time afterwards, and he pulled her from the couch and held her.

"Thank you, Derek Master!' she said, "You are so so good to me! I hardly deserve this."

"You deserve every bit of it," he said. 

Then he laughed: "Spanking now; come with me."

He hauled her up and grabbed her by the dog collar and went into the kitchen, fetching a chair.

"It'll be twenty; count them; tell me first what you did."

"This no good slave got mouthy," she said.

"And deserves?" he prompted.

"And deserves a spanking."

"Right!" he said delivering the first blow.

He had her teary again at twelve and to both of their surprises, at 18 she came, having a shattering orgasm, as he finished 19 and 20, to her count. 

He got her up then, and said:

"Got to go now; if I'm around you much more, I'll starve!"

"Oh dear!" she wailed.

"Don't worry, Susie love, I'll get something on the way. And, by the way, I've been contacted by someone who wants an option to buy Mom's property. Think about it."

"I will, darling Derek," she said, and kissed him.

"Oh, please, please, Master, the hand cuffs!" she said and he grinned at her and said:

"Kiss my feet first." 

Se worked her way to her knees and kissed his feet and he released her. Then she sprang up and put her arms around his neck for a kiss.

"Special dinner tonight," she said.

"Special reason?" he asked.

"My Master is special," she said, kissing him again, as he patted her ass and went singing out the door. She could hear the strains of his version of 'Wooly Bully' as he went away.

She put on a pot roast for their dinner.

He called at 5:15 PM; it was already getting dark because of the season. 

"Dinner smells good," he said, as he came in.

"Pot roast," she said, "It has about 40 minutes to go, time for a shower.

They sat down to dinner at about 6 PM, and discussed the day. 

He was a bit tired and they elected for a movie in front of the tv for the evening. It was a romance and she cried, and he held her, as she did.




Aunt Sue's Panties



"Harvey always made fun of me, when I cry at movies," she said quietly.

"Harvey is gone!" he said.

"Yes, and my Derek is here!" she sniffled, as she rested her head against him.

That night was love making, just love making.

Sue woke Derek the next morning the same way that she had the previous morning. But she didn't make the same mistake. She had the bacon all ready and the coffee made, she only had to do his eggs. 

Her morning blow job for him was a huge success.

He told her that he had to work through lunch that day but that they'd go out to dinner to celebrate their new relationship.

"Oh, lovely," Sue said, "I'll make sure that I'm dressed specially for you."

"You are always dressed specially for me, Susie Belle," he said with a smile and a kiss to her cheek.

"Just so that you know, Susie Belle;" he added next, "Tonight, after we get home from dinner, I'm going to fuck you in the ass!"

"Eeep!" she squeaked. "Really, are you?"

"Do you doubt it?" he wanted to know.

"No, sir, I don't," she said.

"I just want to give you the afternoon to think about it, Susie Belle," he said.

"Thank you, sir," she said, a little pale from his announcement, but already feeling a damp spot in her clean panties from his announcement. 

He told her that he'd be there at 5:15 PM that evening. She went to the garage to wait for him, she had another plan.

Derek arrived and opened his side of the garage to pull his car inside. There in his headlights was his Aunt Sue. She was bent from the waist, with her hands resting on the work bench against the wall. She was wearing black 5" heels, black stockings, and a black garter belt and nothing more.

"Wow!" he said to himself, "Home was never like this!"

He pulled in and parked the car, and then she moved immediately. She crawled to him, opened his door, and said, in a grateful tone of voice:

"Master!"

Then she reached up and unzipped his pants, reaching inside for his prick, as he smiled.

"End of a busy, sweaty day, love; Derek's not clean!"

"Derek, my Derek, my Master Derek smells like a cock down here and this slave has no objections to that. Clean you next time all over with my tongue, Master," she said, taking his cock into her mouth and letting it get hard.

She held him there until he gave a huge grunt and came in her mouth; her eyes were on him constantly.

He got out of the car, put his cleaned up prick away, and said to her:

"Get up here and hug me, Wonder Woman!"

She grinned at him as she slid into his arms.

"Don't be angry if I ask: may I please wash you?"

"Sweet Susie," he said in a lilting voice, "Take me into the shower and do your worst, or maybe your best."

She giggled at that and they went arm in arm to the shower.

She climbed in after him, not bothering to take off the stockings or garter belt.

"Oh, shit, look at you, woman!"he exclaimed.

Then she giggled again, as she began to wash him. When she was finished, she said softly:

"Master, please turn around."

Derek turned and faced the plexiglass wall of the shower, with her behind him.

"This is one way that I tell you how much I love you," she said, spreading his ass cheeks wide with her hands and inserting her lips, nose and mouth. She moved until she could kiss his ass hole and lick it with her tongue.

"I'll tongue worship your ass every chance you give me!" she recited to him.

"Susie, Susie," he said, "You're a treasure."

She poked at his ass hole until she could slide her tongue inside just a bit, at the same time, she reached around and grabbed his cock and jerked him, working both ends of him until he came all over the shower wall.

He staggered into the corner of the large shower stall, and Sue scuttled over to the wall of the shower and licked off his cum, getting most of it in her mouth, while he came back against her and held her by her breasts pulling her against himself.

"Dinner out, love?" he said.

"Yes," she said joyfully, "My Master promised."

"And what else did he promise?" he asked.

She buried her face in his chest and said:

"To fuck me in the ass tonight!"

"Excited?" he asked.

She shook her head 'yes' without moving.

"Nervous?" he asked next.

She shook her head 'yes' again.

"Want to back out?" he asked then.

She shook her head 'no' then.

"Susie, my Susie Belle is the best!" Derek crooned into the top of her head.

The dinner was at a nice restaurant, with some shadowy corners, where at times couples dined. They were put in one of those corners.

He stretched his hand across the table and laid it on top of hers.

"This is so nice," he said.

"Anywhere with you is nice!" she answered.

Then she said, in a more sober and somewhat apologetic voice, "I guess maybe I should rein myself in a bit; I get a bit emotional."

"Not a bit, Susie," he said, "I love your excitement and your excitability."

"Thank you, Master," she said softly, leaning down to kiss the back of his hand.

They ate slowly and in companionable silence. Toward the end of the main course, Sue excused herself to go to the ladies.

When she came back, she had a slight grin on her face.

"You okay?" Derek asked.

"Yes, sir," she said, and, just as the waiter was approaching from behind her, she reached across the table and gave Derek her panties.

"Eeeeep!" she screeched, when she saw the waiter, an older man, standing there.

But all the waiter said, before walking away with a smile was:

"The gentleman is indeed fortunate."

"Yes, he is!" Derek said back to the waiter.

"Minx!" he said then to Sue, who responded:

"Busted!"

"I guess!" was his answer.

They decided against dessert and went on home.

In the car, Derek spoke to Sue and said:

"When we get home, I want you to strip naked in the garage. Then go to the family room; get on your hands and knees and wait for me."

"Yes, sir," she said.

"Good," he returned.

They rode in a tension filled silence for a while:

"Is Susie excited?" he asked, putting his hand on her thigh.

"Susie is wet!" she answered.

"Hmm," he said then, "Susie might like this."

"She already does," was Sue's answer to that, as they were approaching the house.

"In the garage, sir?" she said.

"Yes," he answered, "That's where you strip."

He pulled part way into the garage and turned to her:

"Out now, in front of the car, in the headlights and take your clothes off."

"Ohhhhh," she sighed and got out of the car.

She never took her eyes off of the windshield, as she unzipped her dress and let it fall to the ground. Under her dress she now wore dark thigh high stockings, heels and a bra. The bra was removed and set aside with her dress. Then it was the heels and finally the stockings, leaving Sue standing in the light of the headlights totally naked.

Derek pulled the car in then, and got out.

"You know where to go and what to do," he said.

"Yes, sir, I do," she answered.

"Good, do it!" he said next and Sue turned and went into the house.

She got herself into position and waited for him, getting wetter and wetter around her pussy, as time went on.

Finally, she heard him coming. He was wearing only a robe and carrying a tube of what looked like K-Y and a pack of condoms.

"Ready, love?" he asked.

"And excited," she answered.

He knelt behind her and began to apply the K-Y to her ass crack. He worked his fingers inward and slowly greased up her entire ass crack region. Sue was moaning all the while and twitching her ass around and wiggling as he did it.

"Mmmmm, Susie Belle's excited!" he said.

"Yes, Master, yes she is; Susie Belle wants to be fucked in the ass," she admitted.

"Well, let's begin," he said.

She groaned just a little as he inserted a finger in her ass hole and then, after a little, another. She pushed back against the fingers that were invading her and causing her temperature to rise.

Then the fingers were pulled out and she mewled with disappointment.

"Now!" Derek said, and fitted his cock head against her ass hole.

"Now!" she answered back to him. 

Sue winced and went into a breathing sequence to deal with the pain of the insertion of his cock head into her ass hole. But the pain subsided in a bit.

He entered her slowly, pausing to let her get acclimated at each point. This way he made steady progress, until he was completely inside her ass.

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" Sue moaned, when he finally began to move his cock.

"Never . . .never filled like this! Never!" she said, almost inarticulately. 

Then Derek began to move to fuck her ass, and a strange thing happened. Sue spontaneously came. With no other stimulation, she just came and pushed back against Derek with the weight of her ass, as he continued his fucking.

"Uh . . .Uh . . .Uh . . .Uh . . .!" she moaned as she almost collapsed from her orgasm. 

Her ass, already incredibly tight, clenched around Derek's prick, and brought him to an orgasm also. He collapsed on top of her and didn't move for a bit. Finally, he moved and came back, dressed now, with a wash cloth and towel for her.

"Are you okay, Susie love?" he asked.

She looked at him and said: "Pretty bright and chipper for a woman who has just been corn holed!"

That made him laugh. He handed her the panties that she'd given him earlier and said:

"Here put these on; we need to talk."

"Yes," she agreed, because there was something on her mind that she needed to say to him, and she knew that now was the time.

"May I?" she asked.

He nodded.

"I want you to know, Derek, my love, that there are no strings here; do these things and live here while you want, but when you are ready to move on, I'm not going to wail and cry and try to hold you, do a guilt trip or any of those kind of things," she said, in an earnest voice.

"Yes," he said, "That's what I want to talk about too."

"Oh," Sue said in a voice full of disappointment. "So soon? So soon, Derek?"

And then Derek shocked her so much that he blew her world away. He got up from the couch where they were sitting, and took her by the hand so that she was standing with him and he got down on one knee.

Sue just about exploded:

"Nooooo? Really? Reeeeeeaaaaaaallllyyy?"

She was kind of hoping around and said, in a loud voice:

"Yes, yes, yes, yes!"

"Susie, honey, I haven't asked yet," Derek said patiently.

"Ask! Ask! Please now Ask! And yes, yes, yes!" She said almost overcome.

"Susie!" he said again with a smile on his face.

She put her hand over her mouth and held it there to give him the chance. He spoke at last:

"Susie, the burning down of our Annie's house has turned out to be the single most important event in my life. This, all of this is too lovely to pass by or let end; Susie, will you marry me? There won't be a problem, since you and Mom had different Dads, you know!"

But he was interrupted then by two things. First was her screech:

"Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!"

And second was her grabbing him by the hand and running, positively running out the front door.

"Have to tell someone," she said excitedly, "Got to!"

"Susie," he said, still running after her. 

But she wasn't listening.

There was an elderly, white haired man out walking his dog, who stood transfixed, as this beautiful young, almost naked woman with a man in tow surged up to him.

He calmed the dog down by a simple use of the name: "Fergus!"

Sue erupted and said:

"I had to tell someone, and you're here . . .uh?"

"Oliver!" he said, "But. . .uh Miss . . ."

But she rode right over his concern for her near nakedness:

"Oh, Oliver, I'm so glad you're the first to know; Derek just asked me to marry him!"

She launched herself at Oliver then and landed in his arms, with Fergus jumping up to lick her.She took time to pet Fergus, telling him too how excited she was.

Oliver, his hand gingerly on Sue's naked back, held out a hand, which Derek took but then said:

"She never answered me!"

"Oh, Miss," he began.

"Sue;" she said, "It's Sue."

"Miss Sue," Oliver said then, "You'd better answer him."

She spoke, in tears now, against Oliver's shoulder:

"Tell him of course 'yes', always and eternally 'yes'."

"Uh, Miss Sue," Oliver said, "I think that you'd better tell him yourself."

"Yes of course, I should," she said an whirled now launching herself at Derek and saying:

"Yes, I will, of course I will! You'll never regret asking me!"

"I know that, Susie, love," Derek said. Then added: 

"Maybe we'd better go in; you're, uh, not dressed."

She looked at herself then and gave out another 'eeep'. But precisely at that moment, Oliver gave her his jacket to wear.

"Oh, thank you, Oliver, you're such a gentleman; please come in for a drink in celebration."

Oliver looked at Derek, who smiled and nodded 'yes'.

"Bring Fergus too," Sue said, "We'd love to have him."

They went inside and Derek poured some wine for each of them and the toast was for Derek and Sue's happiness.

Then Oliver excused himself and Fergus to leave. He looked at Derek and Derek just smiled and said to Sue:

"Susie, give Oliver his coat back."

Oliver just barely suppressed a grin, as Sue obeyed and shed his coat with thanks, giving him another hug.

As he hugged her, he smiled at Derek over her shoulder, and Derek winked at him.

"You're so lovely!" Oliver said, as he left.

Then Sue whirled around and threw herself at Derek.

"I've wanted this as an impossible fantasy almost all of my life!" she said.

"Even when I was taking Lorraine Dickman to the woods?" he asked.

"You remember that?" she said smiling.

"Of course I do; you were such a bird dog, determined to keep me from getting a feel from her."

"No," she said, shaking her head, "Not at all; I was so jealous, was the thing, and if you would have asked me to go to the woods with you, and in the woods told me to take off my clothes and blow you, I would have in an instant."

"Now you tell me!" Derek moaned.

"Better late than never," Sue said grinning broadly, "I'll go to the woods with you anytime."

"I bet you would, Susie, my Susie!" he said, matching her grin. 

Epilogue:

They were quietly married. They sold off Derek's mom's property to a group that wanted to put up some condos for the elderly, and made a handsome profit from it. Of course, Sue had, from Harvey, quite enough for both her and Derek to live on.

Derek continued coaching and teaching at the college, rising gradually to the head coach position. Their sex games never abated, for Sue pledged to be his sex slave for ever. And she still is!

The End



Aunt Susie and I



I woke up feeling like I hadn't gotten a wink of sleep. It was 1:00 in the afternoon and I had managed 4 hours of sleep after partying through the night and into the late morning. I was still drunk, which was unfortunate since I was scheduled to go into work at 2:30. I somehow forced myself out of bed and into the shower, made myself a couple pieces of toast and sat down on the couch to watch TV until it was time to leave for work. I felt terrible as my drunken state started to ware off and a hangover started to set in, so I told myself that I should lay on the couch to make myself feel a little better. After a few minutes I felt myself start to drift into sleep, and I was so tired and felt so miserable that I didn't even fight it. I woke up at 5:00, feeling much better, and immediately called into work, letting them know that I was in no shape to have been able to work that day. My boss is one of the coolest people I know, one of my drinking buddies, actually, so he had no problem with it. A couple minutes after I got off the phone with my boss my cell phone rang. I looked at the caller ID on the front of the phone. It read "Aunt Susie." I answered the phone very cheerfully. 

"Hey Aunt Susie, what's up?" 

"Not much," she responded, "you need some money?"

"Hell yeah I need some money, what ya got in mind for me?"

"I've been thinking about rearranging the furniture in my bedroom, which you know I can't do by myself, so you wanna do it for, I don't know, 20 bucks?"

"Sure," I told her, "when should I come over?"

"Anytime is fine with me."

"Alright, I'll be over in a few minutes."

"Thanks Paul, see you in a while."

I was really looking forward to seeing Aunt Susie. I had been using up all my time on working and partying that I hadn't seen her in almost 2 months, which is terrible considering that I only live 10 miles from her. When I got to her house I knocked on her door, thinking about how excited I was to see her. She answered the door, and my mouth dropped. She was wearing a very thin, very white night gown, and obviously not wearing a bra as I could see her nipples clear as day through the paper-thin material. Aunt Susie is not the average man's sexual fantasy, but she had always been mine. She is a very big woman, at that time probably close to 275 lbs, but fairly short at about 5'3''. For reasons unknown to me, I had always fantasized about Susie, picturing her naked body underneath mine, thrusting my cock into her swollen pussy. To tell you the truth, it had killed me not seeing her for nearly two months. 

I walked through her doorway and into her living room. She immediately led me into her bedroom where she stopped and looked at me with a serious face.

"OK, before I have you moving things around in here, I have to ask you for a favor."

"Yeah, sure," I said, "what is it?"

"Well a couple weeks ago I lost something that I really need, and I think it's behind the bed, and I would've gotten it myself but you know my fat ass isn't gonna be able to get back up if I'm down on the floor reaching for something under my bed."

"Yeah that's no problem, I'll grab it for you when I move your bed. What is it anyway?"

"Well," she said, "it's something personal. Something I use on myself, you know, down there," as she pointed below her waist. 

"OH!" I said, realizing what she was referring to. "A dildo?"

"Yeah," she responded, blushing heavily. "Still think you could get it for me?"

My heart was racing, as I had never even had a hint of a sexual conversation with my Aunt. I could feel my cock growing hard in my jeans. "Sure, but I'm not gonna wait, I'm gonna get it now."

I felt very embarrassed as I realized that I had shown more excitement than I should have. Now I was blushing. I got down on my hands and knees and peered under the bed. I spotted a long, purple dildo and reached to grab it. When I pulled it out I was shocked. It was huge. It was at least a foot long and easily three inches in diameter. I raised to my feet and held it out for her. When she reached to take it from me she grabbed my hand, the one that was holding the dildo. She looked into my eyes for a brief moment, and then directed her glance to my hard cock, which was by now very noticeable at it pushed against my pants. She stared at my crotch for what seemed like an eternity and finally directed her gaze back to my face. 

"It seems that something's got you all excited," she said.

"Uh, yeah, I guess so. I don't know why."

"I think I know why," she responded. "You wanna see me use it?"

There was no turning back. I realized that she was as turned on as I was, and I knew that if I turned her down now that I might not ever get a chance like this again.

"Yeah, I definitely do."

Without saying a word, she slid off her night gown, revealing her huge, naked body. I immediately pulled myself to her and kissed her deeply, massaging her tongue with mine. She lifted her right leg onto a footrest that was placed in front of her leather chair. I placed my hand on her wet, hairy mound. Still kissing her deeply, I slid my middle finger into her hot pussy. After only a few seconds of fingering her I slid my index finger in as well, followed by my third and fourth fingers seconds later. She pulled back from our wet kiss and said "I want you to stick your whole fucking fist in there."

I didn't make her tell me twice. She laid on the bed with her dripping wet pussy towards me. I stood on the floor of her bedroom, pausing to take in her beauty. Her tits were a beautiful site to see, easily bigger than double D's. Her pink nipples stood erect, at least half an inch long, showing me how horny she was. I again inserted my index finger, followed slowly by my middle, ring and pinky fingers. I then slid in my thumb, fingering her for a short while before inserting my whole fist. Finally I rammed my fist into her drenched cunt. She moaned with pleasure as I slowly slid my fist in and out of her pussy. I slowly picked up speed, noticing that every time I went just a little deeper she moaned louder. I slowed down my pace and pushed further. After several penetrations, each time going a little deeper, not only was my entire fist in her pussy, but about three inches of my forearm as well. I quickened my pace, little by little, until I was fisting her as fast as I could. After a minute or so of such a fast pace I had to stop, feeling like I could barely move my arm. 

"Ohhh, fuck, fuck, oh yeah that was fucking great."

"I'm not done with you," I told her, "I wanna taste that thing."

I put my mouth on her enormous pussy. I slowly dragged my tongue from the bottom to the top of her slit, tasting her sweet juice. I rapidly licked and sucked at her pussy, making her scream loudly. I slipped two fingers into her cunt as I licked, exciting her even more. She screamed loudly as she climaxed, squirting her juice all over my face. I stood up off the floor and finally removed my clothes. She sat up on the bed and grabbed my 8 inch cock, rock hard and dripping with pre cum. She wrapped her lips around my dick, deepthroating all the way to my balls. She slowly sucked my hard cock, every once in a while pausing for a moment to lick my head. 

"Oh my God," I said in ecstasy, "holy fuck that feels good. Ohh, fuck, keep going."

After a couple minutes of deepthroating, Aunt Susie pulled away from my cock, smiled up at me and said "I want your cock inside me."

"I've been waiting 20 years to hear you say that." I felt like a little kid at Christmas.

Aunt Susie laid back down on the bed as I climbed on top of her. With her legs spread I slowly inserted my throbbing dick. I pushed in and out of her as she screamed in pleasure. 

"Fuck my pussy baby," she yelled, "fuck my wet pussy."

I penetrated her faster and faster until she was shaking and rocking back and forth. I could feel myself getting close to cumming.

"Oh my God, I'm gonna fucking cum," I said. 

"I want you to cum in my mouth, baby," Aunt Susie screamed, "I want your cum in my fucking mouth."

I pulled out of her drenched cunt and moved up to her face. On both knees I stroked my cock until I shot warm cum into her open mouth. I produced several streams of cum, each and every drop landing inside her mouth. When I was finally done she put her lips to my dick, sucking out every last drop. She swallowed the hot, sticky liquid, licking her lips once she forced it all down. I collapsed next to her on the bed, panting heavily. We laid in silence for a moment until I broke the silence.

"Hey, you know what? You were supposed to use your dildo for me, remember?"

"Yeah," she said, "I remember. You have any plans for tomorrow?"



Aunt Suzanne's Return Ch. 01



While this story can stand alone, it does reintroduce my aunt who had seduced me while I was still in university and had given me an amazing gift of sexual confidence. She returns for a boost of her own in this story.

*****

I had been out of university for almost two years when I got a surprising phone call from a woman I had been sure would never again be in touch. It had been at least three years since we had talked, or more accurately, fucked each other's brains out. It was my aunt Suzanne and I was both surprised and pleased she was in touch again.

When Suzanne had last parted from me she had made it clear she had loved our time together, but that it would not happen again and I needed to respect her desire for secrecy — she was my aunt for God's sakes! I had no problem keeping that promise and no one in our family ever discovered the tryst we had enjoyed while I was still at university. That is, no one but my other aunt (her sister) and her niece... but no one else, apparently. Since I had bedded all three, I believed that we were the only ones who knew the truth.

But why was Suzanne getting back in touch? I was very curious, especially after her big show of 'never again' to me.

She called me from her home in Eastern Canada to tell me she was coming out west again, this time specifically to see me; she wouldn't even be telling my mother or family of the trip. That made me wonder, and even to worry a bit about what was going on. I would have almost a week to wait as she was arriving the following Thursday and I was expected to pick her up at the airport.

No matter how much I tried to tease out reasons for her visit I failed and was left with an uncomfortable feeling more than any anticipation. Sure, she had seduced me completely and introduced me to sexual activity I only fantasied about prior to Suzanne. For example, she'd made a connection with an older couple that took us home for a night of amazing sex. To this day I can remember the luxury of Eva's body, it's lovely chocolate subtlety and her amazing legs and bust. I would never have me Eva and her husband Ray were it not for my aunt Suzanne.

But why was she coming back? What was going on?

It was a very long week anticipating Suzanne's arrival but here I was, finally, waiting for her flight to come in. Naturally, it was delayed. Almost two hours. I was not having a very good time of it but whatever scenario I was coming up with ended with disappointment or a problem. By the time I was able to put it out of my mind, the flight's arrival was announced and before I could say 'finally,' there she was coming into the arrivals area: my aunt Suzanne.

If I had considered Suzanne good looking when we had been intimate, I couldn't believe that she actually looked even better now. I bet it had something to do with my own maturity and experience, or maybe she was taking better care of herself than I could have imagined. She looked amazing.

Despite my appreciation of this gorgeous woman approaching me in the terminal, I played it cool. After all, I had no idea what to expect.

Suzanne sighted me from almost the full width of the arrivals and luggage area and she raised a hand to wave for me to notice. She needn't have bothered as I had identified her the moment she'd breached the doors. I really enjoyed watching her walk towards me, poised, long, fit legs on very high heels. She wore a skirt that was a practical length but there was still plenty of leg to enjoy.

I stayed in my spot until she was almost in front of me, then I took the final few steps to greet her. I was unsure what to do so started to offer her a little hug. She threw herself into my arms, pressing herself hard against me and planting a hot, moist kiss on my lips.'

"I missed you, Paul."

"I missed you, too, Suzanne." I was dying to add, 'but what brings you out here after you said we wouldn't see each other?' But I didn't.

"I didn't bother reserving a hotel room as I was hoping I could stay with you if you have a spare room. I hope you don't think me presumptuous."

"You are always welcome — you're family." I said that with a little smile in my voice hoping she would understand my subliminal hint to our past illicit behaviour.

I almost asked, but held off, thinking that Suzanne would explain things when she was ready.

"Can we go home first? I will unpack and I would kill for a shower," she said.

"As you wish. Maybe we can go out for dinner afterwards... if you're hungry," I proposed.

"That would be perfect, but first, I need to change and wash up." There she was again with the shower reference. I wondered if she remembered out little experience in my dorm's shower room and decided that she might, but it would have been far more important to me.

I helped Suzanne with her bag and led her up the stairs to my second floor apartment. I was renting the top floor of a historic old house that had been renovated but which maintained all the design and look of the original.

I let her lead the way, just being a gentleman of course. Or maybe it was because I knew what she would look like from behind. I was not disappointed and I am pretty sure Suzanne took her time just for me. Or maybe she was just tired after the long flight.

I let my aunt into my apartment and led her to my guest bedroom. It was sparingly furnished but sufficiently historic to draw the sound of appreciation from my guest. "This is the guest room? Wow! I love it already."

"I'll show you the rest of the place after you get changed and ready, if that's okay."

Like many homes from this period, I was lucky to have even one full bathroom; there was no ensuite for me and certainly none for the guest room. That said, the path from bedroom to washroom along the hall was not really visible from the living room or kitchen so I didn't see Suzanne make her way there.

I did see her coming out, however, and though there was little showing, she looked pretty good bundled up in my short, heavy robe that usually hangs on the bathroom door. She padded along the glossy hardwood floor in her bare feet all the way to her room. She did not see me following her with my eyes for every step, but I think she knew.

It was almost an hour before I heard the door of her room open. I had been watching a basketball game on television but I turned at the sound. The game lost all interest for me in a flash.

Suzanne had certainly been good looking and had a good body three years past, but this was a brand new woman, I thought. She had lost maybe 10 or 15 pounds but they had come off her hips and butt, not her bust. She was now no more than 105 pounds, about five-foot-five and looked absolutely fit. This was a woman who had been perfect before, but she was more perfect, if that's even something you can say.

Suzanne was wearing serious heels which pushed up her buttocks and thrust her chest forward just so. She was wearing sheer stockings with little flecks of silver that highlighted her lovely legs. Better than that, she was wearing a very, very short skirt that would not have been out of place on an 18-year-old; she did it justice.

Her breasts were another thing of beauty. She was still about a heavy B-cup and her tight-fitting, fuzzy sweater showed plenty of cleavage, something she knew I appreciated, especially that now I was giving her the full-on elevator gaze: from nicely coiffed head to dramatically pointed toe. Then I took another long look all the way back up.

"It seems that you have not changed, Paul. You still appreciate a nice bust."

"You have changed, Suzanne, but in all the right places," I replied. She said no more.

We headed back downstairs to the car where I helped her get seated. I didn't have a fancy car but it was almost new and fully paid for which meant I could afford nice dinners and vacations.

We barely spoke all the way to the restaurant but not for any reason in particular. It was clear she was comfortable with me, as I was with her. We were seated in the restaurant and ordering wine before she started talking.

"Your uncle left me, Paul."

I know my jaw dropped because I could feel it. Before I had recovered I was already running scenarios about what was coming up, some of which were quite bizarre. Did she want to come live with me? was one of the odder ones. Had he found out about our time together? That one was much higher up the probability scale.

"I'm so sorry, Suzanne," I said, ever the caring gentleman. "What happened?"

"I don't want to burden you with all this, but frankly, I think you're a good person to discuss this with."

"What do you mean?" I was still doing scenarios, none of them very positive.

"Well, you know me pretty well I think, and you're far enough outside the circle of my friends and immediate family that you will have a better perspective."

"Go on..."

Suzanne went on to tell me that about six months after she had gone back home from visiting me, her husband had started to get suspicious. He accused her at first gently, then more harshly, of having an affair, of cheating on him.

"He accused me of screwing around, and I wasn't."

It seems that one of his friends had seen her in a bar across town nuzzling with another man, a much younger one, he told my uncle. But despite the certainty of the friend, it was a mistaken identity that my aunt eventually proved by providing, as she said, 'an alibi' that was solid. On the night in question, she had been with his mother at a canasta tournament (I don't even know what canasta is!)

Eventually, he relented and accepted that his friend had been wrong, but he couldn't let go of the possibility. He watched her every move, would show up at weird times of the day for the oddest reason, and he quizzed her on where she was going and with whom and... 

"It was never-ending," said Suzanne. "This went on for many weeks until I confronted him with his behaviour, telling him that I was fed up and he should stop it — or else!"

"Or else?"

"I left that open to his imagination, but he took me seriously and even agreed to go to a marriage counsellor with me. I actually had to talk him out of going to see our priest for the counselling if you can believe it."

"How did that work out? Not so good seeing as he left you," I surmised.

"No. It went really well and after a handful of sessions we were closer again and he seemed to be off the suspicion wagon. Then I found out he had been getting one of his other friends to follow me around town and..." she broke off.

I stayed silent as I realized this was a difficult moment. She would continue when she was ready.

"This friend of his, Alex, saw something that he told your uncle about."

"Oh? It sounds a little less innocent, if you don't mind me saying so."

"Can you believe it was the very, very first time I had even come close to straying. I was having a coffee with a fellow I used to work with. I knew he'd had a crush on my all the time we worked together so it was sweet to find out he still found me attractive. By now your uncle and I had let our sex life slip to a couple of times a month and you know I can't live on that."

I am a gentleman: "I could see that. What happened then?"

"I don't know what I was doing, but I let him put his hand on my thigh and I put my hand over his. I think I was trying to slow him down, but I was not really aware of what was really going on. Before I realized it, he had a hand under my skirt and was almost touching my pussy. That's when I got caught. I was not doing anything, but this friend of your uncle's saw the hand and made the assumption I was having an affair."

"But you weren't, were you?"

"Not a chance. What your uncle's friend did not see was me slapping his hand away and me leaving in a bit of a huff after that. I was certainly not going to let him get any closer. I did not want to have an affair under any circumstance."

"But uncle Edward did not hear it that way, did he?"

"By the time I came home, he had already made the decision he must have been holding back for a long time. He told me very bluntly that I was a 'slut' and 'how could I be having an affair with such a young man' and a lot more. No matter how hard I tried, I could not get him to listen to the truth. And then he 'closed the door' on us, grabbed a suitcase he'd packed while waiting for me to come home and stormed out. That was it."

"That's sad. When was this?"

"We've been split for almost a year and it's not going to get better. I got served with divorce papers a week ago," she trailed off.

"Is that when you called me," I asked.

"Yes. The same afternoon in fact. I felt a need to get away and to see someone who cared about me, someone who could give me a fresh perspective."

I admit to being surprised at her fondness for me, and her belief that it was mutual. It was, of course, but I didn't realize she thought that way. Then again, I was absolutely not looking for anything more than friendship and 'benefits' so I decided to ask.

"What can I do for you, Suzanne? You know I'm here to support you and ready with both ears, but what's your expectation?"

Fortunately Suzanne understood my meaning and my tone and understood that I wasn't any sort of 'solution' for her, but we could certainly have some fun and friendship even now, three years later.

We chatted about myriad subjects. Suzanne was well-informed, intelligent and did not hesitate to have her own opinions. We had fun. Then the waiter arrived with our desserts and coffees and she nudged me saying, "you dropped this." The waiter noticed. And then I realized it was not my napkin she had dropped by my plate — it was a pair of delicate soft pink panties.

Before I figured what had happened, the waiter was walking away — I could see him shaking his head, probably laughing at me, maybe doubting what he'd seen.

My face turned beet red, as Suzanne described it later, but I regained some control and picked up the small piece of lace. I brought it to my nose and took a good whiff; her scent was clearly present: it was all pussy with a side of soft perfume.

"Oh, my," I said to Suzanne.

"You like them? I wasn't sure if I should just give them to you or wait for you to take them off yourself."

"Where you just wearing these?" but it was obvious she had been.

"I slipped them off while you were busy with ordering dessert and coffee, didn't you notice?"

I took another long sniff and thanked her for the gift which I then slipped into my pocket. "Do you really want to finish dessert?" I asked.

"Of course. These pastries look to die for and it would be a waste not to enjoy them."

I could feel my cock thickening first from the panties and her fragrance, then from the anticipation that I would soon be between her lovely thighs.

I played the grownup, eating my dessert, enjoying the Spanish coffee and making more small talk with my aunt, but below the table, I had a hand sliding up Suzanne's firm thigh, making its way towards her now bare pussy. And she actually stopped me, but only on the first try. I think the anticipation was starting to affect her as well.

She was taking small bites of her dessert but whenever I would brush against her clitoris she'd gasp and freeze, fork in the air. Then I would move off the trigger and she would continue all the while trying to pretend it wasn't affecting her. But I knew better.

By the time we had finished eating, I had slipped a finger into her pussy and pulled it out to suck on as she pretended again to be unaffected, but her eyes were a bit glazed over so I knew she was faking disinterest. "I think we need to get going," said Suzanne, hoarsely. She stood up but I hesitated not quite willing to show off the tenting in my pants. She glanced down and smiled a wicked smile and said, "I'm going to freshen up while you lose a bit of interest. I will meet you at the door on the way out."

My thoughts were completely salacious making my erection more persistent than I wished, but eventually (I started to imagine hockey fights and other mayhem which helped) I was able to rise and make my way to the door. Suzanne was already there patiently waiting for me. "What took you so long?" But she just smiled knowingly at my crotch.

She took my arm as we left the restaurant. It was dark and there was little street lighting, just the one standard in the parking where we'd left the car. I was heading there but we didn't make it. Instead, Suzanne pulled on my arm and led me quickly to a spot against the building mostly out of sight of people walking through the parking lot, but not completely. She was quick to tell me what she needed: "I want your cock inside me, Paul, and now!"

I pushed her back against the brick of the building as I whipped my cock out of my pants. I ready, a simple feat going back to the lust I felt when she gave me her panties. She lifted her short skirt to expose her bareness to me as I lifted her up onto my throbbing cock which slid smoothly between the thickened lips of her cunt until I was buried deep inside her. I held her there in my arms before I started to fuck her. Hard. There was no lead-up, gentle cuddling. Just strong, hard fucking, exactly as she needed it.

I heard her moan with lust as she enjoyed my thrusting and gave me back as much as she was getting. Her voice was hoarse again as she told me "I haven't been fucked in almost seven months, Paul. Thank you. Thank you."

That only made me want to make her enjoy the moment more, but unfortunately, I was soon ready to give her my load of sperm, much earlier than I wanted. She was fine with that, telling me to "give me your come, young man. Shoot it hard into me."

That was enough to push me over the edge and I made one hard, final thrust to bury my rock hard cock as deep as I could reach and I came, and came. Suzanne didn't really come while we were fucking, but she got so close as I was finishing up and she whimpered about being 'so close.'

I told her, "don't worry. We'll make sure you get some of your own when we get home." She knew I meant it.

-

We were going up the stairs much as we had earlier in the day with Suzanne ahead of me, of course. I knew she was working to entice me further, getting me ready for the next phase of my welcoming her back. I watched her closely, enjoying her lean legs and great ass even more than before because the short skirt let me see so much more. And no panties. Suzanne made a great show of climbing the stairs. I could see all the way up her legs up to her ass cheeks, and better yet, her perfect clam. About halfway up the stairs and well within sight of the downstairs neighbour's door Suzanne stopped to adjust her shoe — yea, right — and in doing so, gave me a completely unobstructed view of everything. I was certainly enjoying the show then we heard the front door open and we raced up the stairs. It wasn't quite time for that amount of exhibitionism.

I was still closing the door while Suzanne was on her knees ripping open my pants to get at my growing cock. She yanked them down along with my shorts and virtually swallowed me in one smooth motion. She was bobbing her head on my meat as I was still stripping off my shirt and kicking off my shoes.

I let her suck me right there at the door. Her cock-sucking was rigorous and as enthusiastic as I have ever experienced. Fortunately, my ball sac had recently been drained so that I had no problem holding off my orgasm. I just leaned against the door, enjoying her talents. I was even thinking that she'd never been this good before. And I had not forgotten that this was my aunt. Of course, I'd fucked her many times already, but only over the period of about four days; this was already better.

After a long time, Suzanne decided that we needed to move out of the hall. She grabbed me by the cock and led me into the apartment, right to the kitchen where she slipped off her fuzzy sweater to reveal the bra to match the underwear I already had in my pocket. Her breasts were cupped just right to show them off to perfect advantage. There was a narrow valley between them, one that was going to see some action soon. Suzanne didn't remove the bra I suspect she knew she looked hotter with it on. There was an urgency in her movements as she unzipped her skirt and let it fall off her hips to the floor.




Aunt Suzanne's Return Ch. 01



All the while she was stripping I stood there naked with my pole pointing up at her. It was a perfect moment for me. Suzanne turned around and leaned over with her forearms flat on the butcher block table, thrusting out her behind and inviting me to take her from behind. I considered shoving my cock up her ass but decided to go for her pussy instead. She was exactly in line for my entry: buttocks pushed high from the heels she still wore and legs parted slightly, opening up her sex for me.

Suzanne was still as wet as ever, admittedly with some of my come still soaking inside her so entry was as simple as thrusting at her cunt and letting it swallow my length. I paced myself better this time, making each thrust into her body count. I would push into her hard, letting my groin pound up against her ass while holding on to her hips. Then I would slow and let her feel every inch of me slide into her, pressing her pussy walls until I was again fully seated inside her.

For a long time I fucked her there, standing at the kitchen table. Then she pulled away and turned to face me. The look in her eyes was unmistakeable: she needed to be fucked, to be taken, and it was me she wanted. I lifted her onto the table with her hips overhanging just enough that I could once more press my hard cock between her luscious cunt lips. She was having as much fun as I was, and she was staring right into my eyes all the while I was pumping into her.

Then I saw a change in her eyes. She was building up to an orgasm, it was that obvious. I did what I could to encourage her growing passion: "you love it when your nephew fucks you, don't you Auntie Suzanne. You're so bad; this is incest and you love it don't you?"

I didn't have to carry that on for very long because she started to come. She grabbed my ass cheeks, digging in her nails (yes, it hurt, but it also felt so good) into my flesh. I just kept going at her until she screamed, literally screamed, as she had an orgasm. There was no doubting her lust and reaction.

I eased off until I was just letting myself slide into Suzanne's dripping pussy slowly, just enough to maintain contact with her flesh. She screamed again, but not as loud this time. "I'm coming!" she told me. "Push it into me faster..."

I don't know how long we had been fucking there in the kitchen, but I can say that we'd both had enough, but just for the time being. I wasn't about to stop, and Suzanne was clear when she whispered to me, "we're not finished, are we?"

We moved into the living room where I let her have my favourite chair; I sat directly across from her. I was still naked, my cock was glistening with your juices, while Suzanne still had on her heels, stockings and bra. She went to take the bra off, but I stopped her, "you look too fucking sexy just as you are. Let me enjoy the sight."

"Even at my age?"

I could not believe she had any doubt about how great she looked, or maybe she was fishing for a compliment.

We talked. I found out that when her husband had left her she had taken a few days on her own to decide what she should do. And she decided to really start living for her own benefit. Years of motherhood and spousal responsibilities had robbed her of much of her self-confidence and made her minimize her own pleasures to make sure her family were looked after.

"It was time that I lived for me," she told me. "I realized that the best I had felt about myself was when I was with you three years ago. I wanted that kind of confidence again. That's when I decided I should renew our time together."

I told her that I could not believe she might have low self-esteem, not from my perspective in any case. I began to understand how she had felt, and how she had turned herself around. "The result," she explained, "was that I lost almost ten pounds and signed up with a personal trainer who pushed me hard to get me to where I am today."

"I always thought you were so sexy, but you're even hotter now," I told Suzanne.

"Thank you. And I can thank you for it."

"How? Really?"

"If you had not made me feel so special, so pretty, so sexy back then, I think I would have forgotten it about myself. Instead, here I am spread before you, basically naked, and I feel beautiful."

"Don't forget sexy as hell," I added.

She noticed that I was starting to get interested again. And she told me so: "I can tell you're telling the truth, Paul. Your truth wand is reacting well."

"You noticed that, did you?" But I didn't do anything other than slide my ass forward to highlight my growing erection.

"That's a beautiful weapon, young man. Care to put it to work again?"

"What'd'you have in mind?"

"How about I let you rest and do the work for us this time?" Suzanne got up and came slowly towards me. Her body still had a sheen of sweat from our previous fucking making her almost glow with sexuality. She took a step, then another as I pushed my hips forward a bit more. Her eyes were locked on my risen cock which was now starting to throb visibly. She came right up to me and straddled my hips, barely touching my cock with her pussy.

And that was when I realized she had a completely bare beaver! How did I miss that? I had fucked her twice already and hadn't realized it yet? I told her as much: "you're completely bare!"

"What? You hadn't noticed? I thought you might like it especially later when I let you tongue my cunt."

I don't know how she knew that this was one of my favourite fantasies, a grown-up woman with a perfectly bare pussy. And she was my aunt on top of it.

"You look awesome," I exclaimed, meaning every syllable.

She knew she had me long before I had realized that her pussy was smoothly shaved. And now she thrust her hips forward slightly and parted her legs to allow her to lower her cunt down to the head of my cock. I was as hard as I had been back at the restaurant — I'm not kidding about the bare pussy thing: it really worked its magic on me.

Suzanne slid down my rigid pole until she was sitting flat on my hips. Instead of rising up again to ride me as I expected, she began to gyrate her hips, slowly at first, then a bit faster. Eventually she added some up-and-down motion. The feeling on my cock was incredible. I had been fucked by some amazing lovers, but this was completely new to me and I was enthralled by my lover, my aunt Suzanne.

When I was close to an orgasm I let Suzanne know how close I was; she already knew. She renewed her efforts until I could no longer hold it off and I came for the third time that night. And this was probably the best of the three.

- 

I woke early the next morning with my arm around my aunt Suzanne. I was still naked; she still wore her bra and had lost her stockings. With her head cuddled into my pillow and her nudity open to my view, I was reminded of how beautiful she was. And what a great a body!

I slid a finger along her firm leg making her stir a bit. I stopped to let her fall back into sleep. Then I started to kiss and lick at the valley between her breasts. She woke as I was licking broad strokes of my tongue towards her partly exposed nipple. It had been awake longer than Suzanne so was already puckered and ready for a suck. Suzanne just moaned an early morning sound and rolled back slightly to let me access her breasts properly. I just mumbled with a mouthful of nipple and bit down harder making my aunt squeal in surprise.

"Naughty boy!"

I kept nipping at her nipple until she exposed her other one to divert my attention. It worked as I went to it for more sucking and nibbling. She surprised me with a moment of self-doubt: "Do you think my breasts are too big? Are they too droopy? I was thinking of getting them reduced. What do you think?"

I always find it inconceivable that perfectly good, large, breasts should ever be reined in. I answered firmly: "I love you boobs. Don't you dare do anything to them. They're perfect!"

"You think so, do you? Show me how much you like then, then."

That was like asking a drunk if he wanted another drink. I dove back into her sweet breasts tongue first and lavished attention to every inch of her flesh. She had let her nipples escape the confines of the lacy fabric so I nursed on them and worked my tongue across their rigidity and roughness. With each touch Suzanne would shiver slightly as she enjoyed the attention. I had forgotten how sensitive her tits were and what they did to her pussy. I was slipping a finger between the folds of her cunt when she redirected me: "I want your cock between my big tits, Paul. I want to see that meat of yours up close."

It was the best invitation I could have asked for and took no time in responding. I straddled my aunt and was reaching around to release her bra clasp but she stopped me. "Try it with the bra on... just slip your cock under the fabric..."

This was new and rather exciting. My cock had been hard for a long time now and it just got harder, pulsing as I pushed it towards her tits. Suzanne lifted the cloth slightly and guided my purple knob until I was almost ensconced between her tits. She then pushed them together against the rigidity of my cock, covering it completely with boob flesh.

"Have you got a little oil?" she asked.

Without losing my place, I reached into the nightstand and pulled out some lube. "You know I will always be ready for you, Suzanne."

"For me? You didn't even know I was coming until a few days ago and that lube seems about half-empty already. Been jacking off while waiting?"

What a tease, but she was partly right so what could I say? My aunt squirted out a stream of the slippery fluid along my length and into the space of her cleavage. When she pressed her tits tight this time I was amazed by the feeling. This was not my first titfuck, but somehow the restriction of the bra fabric brought it to another level of pleasure.

I thrust myself along her chest pushing my cockhead back and forth towards her lips. She would sometimes catch it with her mouth and other times just let it hit her tongue. I would also push myself up until she had no choice but to take me into her luscious mouth where she played her tongue around my flesh; she would suck on it hard, too. It was all so very delicious.

I kept fucking my aunt's chest for some time because it felt so amazing. I was getting closer to coming and she realized it. "I want you to come soon, Paul. Come on my face."

What did she say? Was this some kind of cheap online porno? But knowing my aunt I realized she would get something out of the act as much as I would. I wasn't going to debate the point, but I did check with her: "are you sure?"

"I have been dying for your thick loads for months, Paul. Give it to me now. I want to taste it, to feel it, and to see it spurt out of that big cock of yours. Give it to me now!"

And that was that. I ejaculated my first load of the day into my aunt's face. The first wad overshot her forehead and landed in her hair, but after that they all went to her face. She was able to catch some with her tongue and used her finger to scrape some into her mouth, but she was covered in sperm.

As I knelt there over her chest, I saw my aunt smile as I had rarely seen. She was happy, and that was with my come all over her. What an exciting lover. And I told her so, then I fell to one side onto my back.

But Suzanne had not had enough of me yet. She fell upon my cock with her mouth, licking me clean. As she did this, she coddled my balls and before I knew what had happened, she'd stuck a finger up my ass. That was shocking, but it just helped me get back into condition to give her some more of my meat.

As soon as I was hard enough, Suzanne took her place on top of me, inserting my cock into her pussy as she did so. There was no lube needed as my aunt was sopping wet and ready for her first fuck of the day. She was riding me as few women had. I could barely hold on to her, but she had the right plan and never fell off, but she sure worked my cock over. I lasted a long time; she didn't. There was no scream this time but I had no doubt Suzanne was having an orgasm as she impaled herself again and again on my stone-hard pole.

She had, to my count, four orgasms before I could respond with one of my own. When she realized I was close, she only renewed her pace and movements until I had no control, no choice over the gushing of my come into her fine cunt.

"You are an amazing fuck, my dear aunt. Unbelievably hot and just... the most..." I couldn't finish the sentence so she did, "Paul, my nephew, I could not ask for a better lover either. You bring me to incredible highs and make me come better than anyone ever has."

So far, this was an awesome visit. I wondered how long she was going to stay?



Aunt Suzie's Panties



This story is based upon actual events....

Feeing a slight dose of desperation the summer after I turned eighteen led me to wondering, wondering about what pussy might smell like. That summer before my senior year in high school, I remember lying in bed one night thinking I'd never, ever get the chance to find out. Girls were still pretty foreign to me then, different and unattainable. Boys on the school bus would say "pussy smelled like tuna fish" but considering the sources, how could I believe them? They didn't know, did they? What to do, what to think? Lying in my bed that night, I felt overwhelming desire and desperation to learn. And then, staring at my blank, dark ceiling, out of nowhere, the thought came to me that if I could get my hands on a pair of my Aunt Suzie's panties, I might just find out!

My mom's youngest sister, Aunt Suzie, had moved temporarily into the spare bedroom next to mine a few weeks before. She'd left a teaching job and an ex-boyfriend ("The Asshole") in Texas to come home to the Washington DC suburbs to look for a new job and a new start. She was in her mid 20s then, I don't know exactly how old. It had been years since I'd seen her, since before she went away to college, so when she showed up, she was kind of a stranger to me, different and grown up and experienced. She treated me in a friendly, familiar way, but I felt like a little kid next to her. She was like a younger version of my mom, though blonde, and really, really cute. And she brought this new energy into the house that I never remember feeling before. Aunt Suzie showed up and the entire house warmed up about 10 degrees and the lights went from 60-watts to like 100! I remember feeling funny and excited by her and stealing peeks at her, noticing things about her: The shape of her breasts in t-shirts, her lips, visible bra straps, and panty lines... 

Ok, back to my story. I'm lying in bed, it's late and the house is quiet, and I've got this thought in my head now: Aunt Suzie's panties! God, she wears them all day long, so close, just holding her pussy! I can't let go of this idea. Her panties! Suzie's in the bedroom right next door! Is she asleep? An adolescent erection like steel! 

Now, I can't say for sure, but those might have been the first thoughts I ever had connecting panties and pussy and sex and girls and all that. Before that moment, I probably just considered girls' underwear just that, underpants. But at that moment, I remember lying in my bed and imagining that her pussy was held right there in the center of her panties all day long and if I could get my nose anywhere in the vicinity of them, I might just learn what I was dying to know. It's possible I became obsessed with panties at that very moment. 

It was already pretty late, but I remember lying in my bed, cutting-edge rock hard, just waiting and waiting, listening as hard as I could until I was certain the entire house was sound asleep. Then I got up, entered the hallway, stood outside my Aunt's closed door, then turned the knob and slowly, slowly opened her door. Faint light from the nightlight in the bathroom allowed me to see just enough. I stood there for a long time, my heart crashing in my chest ... then quietly stepped in to her room like a thief. Once fully inside, I saw her clothes on the floor and just froze and concentrated on her breathing. Was it changing? No? Good. She was sound asleep. Her clothes were piled on the floor where she'd taken them off. And there in her jeans were a pair of dark panties all rolled up, left there just as she'd pealed them off and stepped out of them. Man, my heart was pounding! I did my best to remember how they looked in the darkness, how they were positioned, and I grabbed them and left. Even before I could see them, I felt they were satin. Oh God, was I excited! 

Back in my room I held them to my nose and ... well ... you can imagine. Ambrosia! Her scent unbelievably exciting! I did everything I could think of that night with those panties. I smelled them until my smeller was all smelled out! Feeling them, touching them, examining them (dark blue satin bikinis, dark blue scalloped elastic edging, slight darkness on the white cotton panel that held her pussy so tight!) And imagining them on my Aunt! God! And I even put them on and, wow! Did that thrill me! I masturbated like mad that night, like only a teenaged boy can. It was crazy! A little before dawn I realized I'd need to put them back and snuck back in and did my best to reposition them, saying goodbye to them. Wow. 

The entire next day I was nervous as hell. Exhausted, excited, scared. Dark circles under my eyes and weak, shaky knees, but thrilled, too. I watched with a wary eye, but Aunt Suzie gave no indication that anything was amiss. So the next night I did the same thing. This time they were dark green, same style. The difference was that on this second night, in my exhaustion, I fell asleep wearing them. When my mom called me to wake up, I threw off my covers and saw I was still in them! Holy shit! That freaked me out and I immediately took them off and shoved them in between the mattress and box spring! God, I was shaking like a feather all morning, certain I would be caught and what would I say when confronted? I waited until after breakfast, and when my Aunt got up and went into the bathroom, I dashed into her room and put them back as best I could and then ran back out. I was scared to death all day, really scared, and interpreted everything Aunt Suzie said or did as evidence of my guilt. But again, it seemed, nothing was discovered. I felt like I'd dodged a bullet for sure and that night, exhausted, I went to bed thankful and fought my urge to enter her room yet again.

For a few days I didn't do anything because I was pretty freaked out, at least in my mind, about almost getting caught. But then the thought entered my brain that Aunt Suzie's panties would end up in the laundry hamper, where no one would miss them and there was almost no risk of being caught! That thought was like Zing! Like Adrenaline! And almost immediately, I eased myself into the basement and helped myself to my Aunt's panties once again! This went on for several days running (my mom wore cotton, so easy to differentiate between them) and I became very familiar with the scent of my Aunt and began to look at her differently, in a more sexual way. It was a thrilling time for me. Until I got caught. 

It was late in the summer by this time, and my Aunt was going on interviews during the day, and I was just not being careful. Down in the basement going through the hamper, hoping for yesterday's satiny panties, I found a pair of see-through lacy ones I'd not seen before, and there I was with one arm buried in the hamper and a couple of pairs of my Aunt's panties in my hands when my mom walked in on me. There I was, I mean, it was fucking obvious what was going on, but I jammed the panties back in, stuttered some lame excuse about how I was looking for money in my jeans pocket, and my mom was gracious enough to let me off with a knowing look. Dammit! I ran off to my room feeling like my world was about to end. Fuck, fuck, fuck! How could I be so stupid! And it was clear she told my Aunt because at dinner that night in front of everybody, Suzie made an offhand comment about me "wearing her underpants." My younger twin brothers both snorted and laughed like crazy. Head down, eyes averted, I tried to play it off like she was teasing me, which is, hopefully, how my dad took it, but I knew she knew and obviously mom knew ... something. It was pretty humiliating, and I just tried to just let it go and hope everyone else did the same. But I was busted, and that was it. Game over, even though that pair of lacy panties in the hamper continued to tug at me like nobody's business. 

Yeah, it was kind of a crazy time. For the last few weeks of summer I just tried to fly underneath the radar, tried to avoid Aunt Suzie and my mom, tried to keep my head down and my mouth shut. Aunt Suzie was given a job at an elementary school in the county, and started putting in long hours prepping her classroom and getting ready for the school year to start. No one paid much attention to me at home and I felt like a weight had been lifted and things seemed to start returning to normal with my Aunt and mom. I mean, my Aunt never said or did anything else to make me feel uncomfortable, but it was always just a little weird for me. Then, she rented an apartment and moved out. It was kind of abrupt, all of a sudden she was gone and the spare bedroom was once again empty. I figured that was probably a good thing. 

A couple of days after she'd moved out, my mom took the brothers and went to run errands, buying school supplies for them, and I was left alone in the house. Being horny and bored, I wandered into the spare bedroom recalling the times I'd snuck in. It looked different in the day, empty. I don't know why, really, but I found myself opening drawers and looking around. The closet was empty, just hangers and boxes of stuff my mom always stored on the shelves. As I went to close the door, I glanced down saw what looked like a crumpled up sheet of paper in the front corner, near where the door folded up. I reached for it and realized it was the lacy panties I'd been caught with! Holy crap! Did Suzie miss them when she moved out? Did she leave them on purpose? Fuck! I had no way of knowing but finding them was like a gift to my horny mind! Her scent was faint, yet distinct. I'll leave it to your imagination what happened next, and then over and over for days.... 

A week or so later my senior year began. Certainly I looked like a man, but still sometimes felt like a kid, especially when it came to girls. About that time, only a few days after the school year started, my father announced he was going to leave on a year-long excursion to sub-Saharan Africa on a hush-hush secret mission to find oil. He worked for an oil company, called himself a "Deep Earth Geologist" whenever anyone asked him what he did. He'd leave for field work for weeks or even a month at a time, but this time it was different. An entire year. My mom announced, too, that between Thanksgiving and Christmas, she was going to go over to Africa to be with him and that Aunt Suzie would be moving back in to watch over us. I remember clearly how my mom looked softly into my eyes as she said this, and my stomach did flops and all I could think about is that my mom knew exactly what I was thinking. I was instantly excited and afraid. Mom made a point of saying that, of course, I didn't need anyone watching over me since I as so grown up, but the brothers did. She said that in the summer we'd all go, including Aunt Suzie, but instead of being excited, my entire body felt like weak, like I was made of Jell-O. 

For the next few weeks, I tried my best not to think about what might happen when my mom left and my Aunt moved back in. The girls at school definitely offered some distraction, and homework and practicing the trumpet demanded attention, but it was as if there was a constant buzz inside my skin, something deep in my gut calling out to me: Aunt Suzie's Panties. Of course, the pair I had were well explored and examined, but I wanted more, more, more!

Then it was Thanksgiving. I took Aunt Suzie's lace panties and balled them up like I found them and put them back into the closet where I found them and the day after she moved back in and then my mom left for Africa to be with my dad. There was definitely some adjustment. Starting on that first Monday, Aunt Suzie was up and out early, driving my brothers to their school (she worked at a different school) and I was on my own to get breakfast and get to the bus. In the afternoons, I had to watch my brothers until my Aunt got home, and even had to start dinner. Aunt Suzie would get in around five o'clock and take over dinner. 

The first few days I was pulled like a magnet to her room and to the hamper, but I resisted, trying to be careful and cautious. But I was curious, too, and one evening before Aunt Suzie got home, my brothers were watching TV downstairs and I snuck into her room and looked into her closet. I'd been wondering about those white lace panties. What I found was a plastic clothes basket full of her dirty laundry. I didn't touch it, though I was sorely tempted. And I looked into the front corner where I'd left the lace panties and they were gone ... but in their place was another pair. Holy shit, but my heart did a double-backflip in my chest. I looked and sure enough, they could have just been tossed into the dirty laundry basket and missed, but something told me that wasn't what had happened. I felt the pressure of time and left them, closing the closet door and backing out, trying to erase my footprints from the carpet as I went. At dinner and later that night as we watched TV, I was so excited and looked to Aunt Suzie for indicators that something was up, but I couldn't discern anything, and that night as I lay in bed, I convinced myself that it was just one of those things, that it wasn't purposeful. 

And that brings me to Friday night. Same routine. Homework, dinner, a little TV, put the brothers to bed, and then Aunt Suzie came back downstairs. She said she was exhausted and wanted to crash and asked if I wanted to watch a movie with her. Of course I said OK. I was always thrilled and a little scared to be alone with her. I thought about her panties in the closet. I thought about all the times I'd sniffed her panties and played with them and masturbated. I wondered what she was wearing underneath her skirt right now, and knew that I could probably find out tomorrow. It was exhilarating and anxiety provoking at the same time, yet throughout it all she just seemed so cool and sweet and approachable. 

She made some popcorn and put on a tape of Sixteen Candles, which I thought was lame, but whatever, I was happy to hang out with her. She hadn't changed from work, and so was wearing a skirt and blouse. As we settled in to watch, sitting on either end of the couch, she kicked off her shoes, untucked her blouse, and propped up a pillow on the arm of the couch and leaned back. Once the popcorn was gone and the trailers were over, she shifted her position so that her back was against the arm of the couch and she stretched her legs out toward me, even kind of kicking me with her toes, you know, teasing me, saying she needed more room. But she then settled down and drew her knees up. She kept wiggling every so often to get comfortable and I looked over and noticed that her skirt had fallen down her thighs and that her bottom was visible. The one light that was still on in the room was behind me and so it was shining right up her skirt. Her legs were together, but the barest hint of her panties (white!) was visible as they wrapped up around her bottom. I grabbed a pillow and rested it in my lap because all I was wearing was underpants and basketball shorts and I was getting hard. And so now what to do? I tried to focus on the movie, but, damn! All I wanted to do was look up her skirt! Of course, there was nothing to do but to try to steal glances. And then, barely able to breathe, my heart crashing in my chest, I just couldn't help myself and turned in my corner of the couch to face her. Not directly the way she was facing me, but I moved so that I was at a 45-degree angle between the TV and my Aunt. I shifted on the couch and she shifted a bit, too. And she let her knees separate just a bit. I thought I would cum right then. I still tried to watch the movie, turning to my mom every time something funny or silly happened and we laugh a bit and when she turned back to the TV I'd let my gaze linger on her, trying my best to penetrate my gaze further up between her thighs and to will her to open her legs. 

This went on for I don't know how long. Ten minutes, fifteen minutes? There's a scene in the film where the boys are trying to see the girls' underwear, or steal it or something, I don't know, but during that scene we looked at each other, I know I felt kind of thrilled and embarrassed, but she smiled at me and turned toward the TV. She said she was really sleepy, couldn't keep her eyes open, and to wake her after the movie if she fell asleep. And then she closed her eyes. I was just watching her, taking her all in. And then Aunt Suzie just let her knees fall open! A little bit at first, thighs parting, then more and more until just a hint of white panty was visible, but then more, and then more, and then she just let one leg drop all the way to the sofa so that she was showing me her panty crotch full on. God! I could see little light brown curls coming from the edge of her panties. My entire body was electrified! Tingling! I could see clearly her entire mound, from seam to seam, even where the scalloped edges of her panties pulled away from her pussy and legs at the hollow at the top of her thighs. I was just staring at her, just staring at her pussy, right there. Unbelievable! She was just showing everything to me, letting me look! God how I wanted to touch her! She lay like that for what seemed like hours, thought it was probably only a few minutes or so, but god, god, god, it was incredible! The most amazing thing I'd ever seen! Her panties were satiny white and stretched tight over her beautiful pussy! God how I wanted to touch her and smell her. 

And so I went for it. Couldn't help myself. And so heart pounding, I slowly leaned over toward her, shifting my body slowly, slowly so as not to wake her (if she was even asleep!) until my face was within only a few inches of her pussy. I could feel her heat and could smell her, that familiar scent somehow richer and fuller and warmer! And so I hung there, hovering over her and breathing her in until I began to feel my muscles shake and so I sat back up, never taking my eyes from her panties. And then I reached out to her. I reached over to her and with one finger I touched the very center of her! God, she was so soft! Unbelievable! 

But then she opened her eyes and sat up and looked at me. Instantly I pulled my hand back, eyes wide, heart pounding, scared shitless! She looked at me, narrowed her eyes for a moment. The hammer was going to come down, I was certain, so scared! She then smiled and said, "Listen, it's time for me to go up. You gonna be OK here watching the rest of the movie without me?" I'm sure my eyes were huge! My cock hidden by the pillow certainly was! She stood up, said she was going to check on something in the basement real quick, then was going to head on up to bed. On her way back from the basement, she gave me a quick peck on the forehead her perfume warm and said, "Enjoy yourself," and went upstairs. 

I gotta say I sat there for a few minutes, my mind completely blown away, my cock just pulsating, I could feel the precum oozing and my head was spinning. What the fuck just happened? I thought. What the fuck! Amazing! And then I thought about the basement, holy crap! As quietly as I could, those damn creaky stairs, I was downstairs, that one bare bulb swinging, and sitting right on top of the pile of clothes in the hamper, laid out like a present were my Aunt's satin panties. I swear they were still warm, though that was probably my imagination. Fuck, I came right where I stood, her panties to my nose and mouth and two strokes of my cock, and I sprayed my cum all over the other clothes in the hamper! I wore her panties to bed that night, put them back in the morning right on top, covering up the dried cum on the other clothes. 

The next three weeks were pretty crazy, but I'm going to leave this story right here for now.... Hope you enjoyed it! 



Aunt Sweetie Pie



Tara was born two years after I was. Because her parents, my grandparents, were a prolific couple, they produced her late in life. The result was an aunt who is two years younger than I am. 

My name is George Baxter and I'm twenty three. It seemed odd growing up with an aunt who was so young. We never called her by her name; we called her, "Aunt Sweetie Pie" because she was so cute. I had helped her all through high school and she was more like a younger sister than an aunt. As the years marched on, we got closer. I was studying for my master's degree and she was a college junior at the same school.

As luck, bad luck, would have it, the entire family fell on hard economic times. I sustained myself with a job after school, so I wasn't a financial burden on the family. 

The phone rang. "Hi," I greeted.

It was my mother. "George, we have to talk. Can you come over?"

"Sure, mom, I'll be there in a jiffy." Whatever it was, it must be really important. I hopped in my car and drove to mom's house.

She greeted me at the door, something she almost never did. I conjured up visions of somebody dying or some other dire circumstance. "Tara needs your help," she said bluntly.

"What kind of help?"

"As you know, your grandparents have fallen on hard times and they can't support her education any more. Can you help her?"

"I'll do what I can. What, exactly does she need?"

"I know this is a big imposition on you, but she needs a place to live and help with food. Her tuition was paid well in advance but she can't make the rest of it without assistance."

"You want her to move in with me?"

"That seems to be the only viable alternative."

I hesitated. I thought about my girlfriends. I thought about the parties. Then I thought about Aunt Sweetie Pie. I had lusted after her for years, but never had a real opportunity to approach her. Now, it seemed, opportunity was knocking.

"Okay, but I'll have to talk to her first."

"I thought you might say that. She's waiting in the kitchen. Tara, come here," she yelped.

I sat down in the living room as Tara made her appearance. She was still the cutest little woman on earth. Short curly brown hair, blue eyes that sparkled and a mouth that was made for kissing, she was the complete package. She didn't have great big tits or a big round ass, but I didn't like big tits and asses. 

She wiggled over to the sofa and sat down. "Did your mama tell you about my dilemma?"

"Yes."

"Well, what do you say? Can I come live with you?"

"Uh, yeah, when can you move in?"

"I lost my apartment. Most of my stuff is here. I can start right now, if you are sure."

"I'm sure. Bring it over."

By Saturday afternoon, she was all moved in. My house is small. I have only one bathroom and two small bedrooms. 

Most women carry enough cosmetics to stock a small boutique and she was no exception. I was relegated to a small area by the sink for my shaving stuff, toothbrush and deodorant.

She was distributing the last of her knick knacks around the house. I was watching sports on my mighty 21 inch TV. When she finished, she sat on the sofa right next to me and kissed me on the cheek. "I hope you are not pissed off at me taking over your house," she said.

"Believe me; I considered this before I let you move in. Actually, I think it is kind of amusing."

"Well, it is very sweet of you to rescue me. I knew my favorite nephew would save me!" She kissed me again. "I can cook for you. Are you hungry?"

"I know you are tired from moving all your stuff. I'll just order a pizza. Do you drink beer?"

"Not much. I prefer Coke."

"So do I. Actually, I don't have any beer. I would have bought some if you had asked. I do have Coke."

She held my arm. "You are too good to me."

The pizza came and was quickly polished it off along with a couple of more Cokes. I went to my room to complete my weekend study assignments. She knocked on my door and came in. "I want to thank you again for saving me. I don't know what I'd do without you." She kissed me again and then left. My cock got hard.

Fall turned in to winter. Snow was everywhere. South Dakota can be that way. 

I grew closer and closer to Aunt Sweetie Pie, but never approached her as a sexual being. Even though she was having little "accidents" on her way to the shower and had flashed me, I didn't catch on. Once she left her door open and I got a full view of her nude. 

My studies took up most of my time and the same was true for her. There was very little time for hanky panky. Fear of rejection also played a big part in keeping me from trying to really cement our friendship. 

Christmas came, but we couldn't go home. Our college was in Sioux Falls. Mom and dad had moved to Rapid City. Her parents lived in Bismarck, North Dakota. The weather was bad and the distances were too long.

We had a three week Christmas break that lasted from just before Christmas until after New Years. We got a tree and I had a few baubles to decorate it with. She popped some corn and made strings for the tree. 

Just before Christmas, I stopped by the grocery store. They had some mistletoe so I bought a little bundle. When she went to the bathroom, I strategically nailed several small branches on the doorways inside.

I had bought her a watch for Christmas and she made a batch of fudge for me. We roasted a turkey breast and had some cranberry sauce and dressing. She still hadn't noticed the mistletoe. We watched TV until late into the night on Christmas Eve. We got up to go to bed. I swear, I had forgotten about the mistletoe. 

As she passed through the hallway arch she looked up. "What is that?"

I walked over to her and looked. "I do believe it is mistletoe."

"Well, are you gonna uphold tradition?" she asked.

I took her into my arms and hugged her tightly. I bent down and kissed her lips. She kissed me back. I felt her tongue probing my teeth. I let her in. I sucked on her tongue. She was starting to pant a little as we broke the kiss.

"Can I sleep with you tonight?" she sighed.

I had heard some dumb questions before, but this one was near the top of the dumb list. I didn't answer her. I just took her hand and guided it to my iron hard cock. Now, I'm not built like a stud horse, but on the other hand, I haven't had any complaints. She wrapped her fingers around it through my pants.

"Let's go," she said, dragging me down the hall by my dick.

When we got to my room, she grabbed the back of my head and pulled my lips down to hers. I felt her tongue invade my mouth again and I swirled mine around hers. This time when we broke the kiss she whispered, "Let's get naked."

I peeled the clothes gently from her body. Her panties came off last. I raised them to my nose and breathed in the fragrance of her sex. She stripped me with equal vigor and soon, we stood beside the bed with nothing on but smiles. I laid her down tenderly and parted her legs enough to get my head in.

"You're gonna eat my pussy, aren't you?" she breathed.

"Right on!" I exclaimed. I kissed the insides of her legs and caressed her perfect little feet with my tongue. I sucked her toes and kissed her insteps. I licked the backs of her knees as I worked my way to the Promised Land. She was moaning and starting to wriggle a little. I sucked on the insides of her thighs. Finally, I kissed her pussy and then enveloped all of it into my mouth. While I was sucking her juices into my throat, I rapidly licked her entire slit from her asshole to her clit. 

"Oh, oh, oh, yes," she hissed. 

My lips found her clit and I sucked as much of it as I could into my mouth. I nibbled it a little and she went totally insane. I ran my tongue over the end of it with fast little licks. I was having a hard time staying between her legs. She was bucking like a wild horse. Her pussy was soaked. The time had come.

I crawled between her legs and she spread them for me. As I moved forward I felt her hand grip my cock and guide it to her. As soon as I felt her entrance, I plunged into her. She gave a little squeak and then sighed heavily. "This is my first time," she whispered.

I hadn't even felt her cherry pop. I was too busy to contemplate what it meant. I was lost in lust. My brain was no longer driving, my dick was.

"Oh god, I'm gonna cum, I'm gonna cum," she screamed. She was throbbing around my cock milking me.

I felt it start in my nuts. It blanked out all other functions and I drove my cock into her as deep as it would go. I trembled and held it in her as I squirted my hot load into her waiting, pulsing pussy. 

We lay there fondling each other. I had her securely tucked into my armpit as I played with her pretty little titties. "How come I never felt your cherry pop?" I asked.

"I busted it playing on a fence when I was twelve. It hurt like hell and bled like crazy, but I'm glad it happened now."

"I think you may be moving into my bedroom," I said.

"I'll do it tomorrow. Tonight, I just wanna fuck your brains out."

"Good plan," I answered. 



Aunt Sweetie Pie Ch. 02



I moved Tara into my room on Christmas day. It didn't take long. She apparently had planned ahead for just such an eventuality. When the last of her stuff was transferred, I tackled her and threw her on my bed, well, our bed.

"Now I've got you in my clutches," I sneered in my best villain voice. "I'm gonna throw you on the railroad tracks!"

"No! No!" she begged, playing along with me. "Anything but the tracks!"

"Anything?" I sneered.

"Yes, anything!" 

I unbuttoned her blouse and squeezed her breasts through her bra. "Don't you know it isn't legal to wear a bra here on Christmas?" I demanded. "Now it'll go even harder on you!"

She grabbed my cock. "You mean it gets harder than this?"

My villain veneer crumbled. She had me by the cock. I was enslaved. I held her tightly to me and whispered, "It's time to practice making babies."

She giggled and kicked off her panties. "I knew something good would come of this."

Soon we were a tangle of arms, legs tongues and some assorted sexual parts. Mine fit into hers just right. We continued to consummate our commitment to each other.

By the end of vacation, my lust for my aunt had morphed into love. Yes, I was in love with her.

"You realize that I'm in love with you, don't you?" I asked.

"Well, of course you are. That's just one of the reasons I'm in love with you, too."

"You know when winter is over and people start moving around again, this is going to get very complicated," I said.

"Well, winter isn't over yet. I still have a few months to try to screw you to death. Besides, I don't really care what other people think. We're smart. We'll think of something."

She was right, we did think of something. The something we thought of was Hawaii. Since our last names were different, we could go to Hawaii, get married, settle down and raise a bunch of surfers. Problem solved. Our immediate problems were not solved. How to keep our relatives from catching on until we could escape to the Pacific was one of the problems. We knew we had to graduate from college. A degree is essential in today's world. She had a year to go and I had another year to earn my masters degree. The timing was right. All we had to do was hang in there.

"We'll move some of my nonessentials back into the spare room so that when our relatives snoop, they won't suspect anything. They probably won't be here until summer anyway. They certainly won't want to stay with us because the house is too small," she reasoned.

"That sounds good. What are they going to think when we both get jobs in Hawaii at the same time?" I asked.

"Maybe I can go stay in Seattle for a couple of months and then claim I got transferred," she mused.

"Well, we'll think of something. Right now, I'm thinking about eating your pussy until you scream." I grabbed her and threw her on the sofa. She squealed and wiggled but she didn't really try to get away. I had her panties off in a flash. I dived between her knees and planted a big wet kiss right on her pussy.

"Oh my god, you really are going to eat me out here in the living room!"

"Yup," I slurped, "right here!" I stuck my tongue into her vagina and wiggled it around. I could taste the first evidence of her arousal. Her warm little pussy was pulsating, waiting to be had. I flattened my tongue and gave her some good long licks from her asshole to her clit. She was fluttering like a butterfly pinned to a board. Little squeaks and screams came from her lips. I was sucking on her clit when I felt her start to tremble. Soon she was shaking all over as her orgasm overwhelmed her. My chin was wet from her elixir. When she finished cumming, I licked her clean.

"You are the best pussy eater in the world!" she exclaimed.

I sat down on the sofa and smiled at her as I licked as much of her off my chin as I could. I was always happy to make her happy. She scooted over next to me and I wrapped my arm around her. She fit just right. My perfect little woman. I couldn't wait to make it official. She punched on the TV set. I drifted off to sleep watching some nonsense cooking show.

While I was sleeping she somehow got my pants off and had my cock down her throat as I came to. I was already at the point of no return. "SWEET JESUS!!!" I yelled as I shot a major ball of gooey cum into her mouth. When I finished squirting, she took my cock out of her mouth, smiled and said, "Let's go to bed."

Since I was now her slave, I stood up and followed her into the bedroom. Snow was falling again. I started a fire in the fireplace and we got in bed just as the lights went out. I got behind her and slipped my dick into her from behind. We were spooning. "Oh yeah!" she moaned.

I had my arms around her with a breast in each hand. I could hear her snoring lightly and soon I joined her. 

I got up about four o'clock, fed the fire and came back to bed. I curled around her. She was warm and still, breathing deeply. I kissed her forehead and went back to sleep. I felt her get up about three hours later. I figured she was going to take a piss. 

"Oh, shit!" she cried.

I got up and ran into the living room. I couldn't see out the windows. We were snowed in. I tried the front door, but it was stuck shut. I had been in these conditions before, so I didn't panic. I could see that Aunt Sweetie Pie was having some trouble adjusting to the new situation.

"What are we gonna do?" she whined. "We're trapped. We can't get out!"

"Yeah, I guess we are," I calmly replied.

"What can we do? I don't want to die in this blizzard!"

"I guess we'll just have to fuck each other silly until the snow melts," I smiled.

That seemed to snap her out of it. She stopped crying and shaking.

"We have plenty of food and lots of firewood. We can definitely outlast this little storm. This can't be your first one."

"It's the first time without mama and daddy. But you are right. We can do this. Let's fuck."

We went back to the bedroom and shut out the storm.

Six days later they dug us out. We were still in fine fettle. The snow was ten feet deep in some places around the house. Thank god for South Dakota building codes.

Spring was upon us before we knew it. The snow melted and flowers magically popped from the ground. It was graduation time for some. For others, it was the end of a school year and a chance to refresh and replenish. I got a good job at an accounting firm for the summer. They often interned master's students and they paid pretty well. Tara got a job at a car dealership selling and was soon making more than I was. 

"You know you've got to tell a little fib to your folks," I told her.

"What fib? I don't lie to them. I always tell the truth."

"I suggest you don't tell them how much you're making. If you do, they'll expect you to move out."

"Oh yeah. I hadn't thought of that. I'll just tell them I'm still destitute and leave it at that. After all, I can't buy a Ferrari yet!"

Summer turned into fall and fall into winter. We both quit our jobs to concentrate on school. Snow fell and coated the ground with a diamond luster.

Unbeknownst to Tara, I had saved enough money to buy her a ring. On Christmas Eve, I got down on one knee, kissed her hand and presented her the ring. "Will you marry me?" I asked.

She slipped the ring on her finger. She tackled me and started yanking my clothes off. "Hell yes!" she roared as she pulled off my boxers and engulfed my dick.

"Wow! That's the best 'yes' I ever got," I said. She tried to fuck me to death for the next two weeks. 

"My pussy's sore," she whined.

That's okay; I'm all out of cum. We need to rest for a while."

One week later I had my sweet little auntie back. "Have you given up life as a nympho?" I asked.

"Yes. It was fun while it lasted, but I had to pay the price in the end," She laughed.

I took her into my arms and kissed her. She really was sweet. She even tasted sweet. I was hopelessly in love with her.

"Time to concoct our tale about the job deal," I said.

"I have decided to just tell them part of the truth. We'll tell them that you got the Hawaiian job and wangled one for me too. That way, we won't have to do any fancy footwork," she said.

Well, there it was. It was a simple yet elegant plan.

"I'll tell them I have to live with you until I get my feet on the ground. I'm not gonna tell them that it'll take fifty years!"

I said, "And by the time they catch on, it'll be too late. We'll have a house and kids and a dog. They wouldn't want to destroy that. Besides, they'll be back here in the land of ice and snow and we'll be on the beach. If they really don't like it, we can always find another beach! But no matter where we end up, you'll always be my sweetie pie."



Aunt Sylvia & Allen Hanging Out



All the characters depicted in this story are 18 or older.

*

The two girls were excited about their plan. Their mother had been so bitchy since Allen had come to visit that they decided it was time she got some of her own medicine.

They had lured her out to the barn under the pretext that they wanted her approval for a little surprise that they were planning for their thoroughly pussy-whipped cousin.

Aunt Sylvia looked a little out of place standing in the middle of the barn in her high heels, black nylons, shear blouse and her little black skirt. And she didn't seem too pleased as the girls giggled and fluttered around her.

"What's this all about?..." she demanded.

Clare looked at her sister with a knowing smile. Then she reached into one of the empty stalls and pulled out a pair of padded handcuffs with a long tether attached to them.

"Well, we thought that tonight we'd try a little teasing and flirting and see if we couldn't get Allen all excited, you know. Then we were going to barge into his bedroom and if he was masturbating, we were going to handcuff him with these to the bed. But we don't want to hurt him. What do you think?..."

Sylvia looked at the handcuffs with sparkling eyes.

"I think that that's an excellent idea dear!..."

"But you don't think these handcuffs might hurt him? Would you try them on for us mommy? Just so you can tell if they'll be O.K.!.." Clare asked innocently, holding out the handcuffs.

"I don't see why there should be any problem..." Sylvia said, holding out her wrists for her daughter.

Clare slipped the cuffs on as Diana edged quietly around behind their mother. As Clare closed the handcuffs tight around her mother's wrists with a satisfying clink, Diana snatched up the end of the line that was attached to them and pulled down on it sharply. The tether ran from the cuffs, over one of the barn beams and back down to where Diana had grabbed it. As she yanked down on the rope, Sylvia's arms flew up into the air and her daughters had her strung up from the rafters before she even knew what was happening. 

The raven haired beauty was totally unprepared for this attack by her daughters and she didn't like it! She was speechless for a moment as she gaped at Diana and Clare. With her arms stretched out above her, Sylvia's monumental breasts thrust out urgently through her shear white blouse.

"What do you girls think you're doing!...This isn't funny!...You let me down from here this instant!...You're going to be very, very sorry!..." she raged.

But the two girls ignored her as Clare helped Diana adjust the tension on the rope. There was a little pallet lying nearby that the girls kicked up behind their mother's heels. They pulled up with all their might until Sylvia's toes were just touching the ground. She flailed around with her feet and was just able to take the weight off her arms by standing on the little pallet.

"So help me God!..If you two don't let me down from here right now...!...Let me down!...I mean it!..." Sylvia shrieked, glaring at her daughters.

"Now mommy!...You just quiet down!..I don't want to have to use this!..." Diana said, holding up a black shiny ball gag in front of her mother.

"I won't quiet down young lady!...You let me down immediately or you're going to get whipped so bad you won't be able to sit down for a week!..."

Diana just turned to her sister with a shrug and said..." I told you!..." as she moved behind Sylvia and reached around her with the gag.

"I've asked you nicely to stop shouting, but you won't!...Now open wide!.."

But Sylvia stared over her shoulder at her eldest daughter and seethed..."I don't know what you think you're doing little miss but if you think for one second... Owwww!..." yelped Sylvia, her mouth opening into a wide O as a sharp pain lanced through her chest. Diana popped the ball gag into her mother's gaping mouth and cinched it behind her head. Syvia's head snapped forward to find Clare grinning at her, her arms outstretched as she roughly pinched her mother's nipples through her shirt. 

Diana walked back to join her sister and the two girls looked at their mother appraisingly.

"I think we should take her tits out, don't you?..." Clare said to Diana.

"Most definitely!..." answered Diana, reaching up to undo the buttons on her mother's shirt.

"Ummmm!...Whhaaaa!...Noooo!..." Sylvia moaned, struggling fiercely but ineffectively as her daughters opened her shirt down to her waist. Two sets of teen-age hands pawed at her bra until her two big melons were fully exposed, jutting out obscenely on top of her twisted bra.

"That's much better, don't you think?..." Clare asked her sister.

"Yeahhh!...That's pretty good!...It just needs...something...I know!....Let's try this!..." Diana mused out loud. Leaning closer to her mother, she tweaked Sylvia's already puffy nipples, squeezing and stretching them from her heaving bosom.

"Wahhhh!...Ahhhhhhh!....Nahhhhh!..." Sylvia choked through the ball gag, the tears springing to her eyes as her daughter roughly groped her sensitive flesh. After a few moments more of this, Diana stepped back to view her handiwork, leaving Sylvia panting behind the ball gag.

The two sister's rude fondling had left their mother's bared breasts heaving, her nipples red and swollen. Those fiery buds jutted out almost two inches from Sylvia's glowing bosom.

"That's much better!..." the two girls said simultaneously, nodding at each other in satisfaction.

Then it was Clare's turn to step around behind her mother and wrap a blindfold around her from behind.

"Now we want you to wait right here for us mommy!...We won't be too long and when we come back we'll have a surprise for you!...We hope you'll like it!..." Clare said excitedly. And then Sylvia could hear the two girls whispering together as they walked away and left her.

Sylvia didn't know what those girls were up to but sooner or later they would have to let her go and when they did she was going to kill them.

A little while later she could hear them returning. One of the girls climbed up on the little pallet with her and seemed to be adjusting something. There was much giggling and shushing and then there was a momentary quiet. Then there was a blinding light as one of them ripped Sylvia's blindfold off.

"Ta Daaa!..." the girls shrieked.

Sylvia was confused for a moment. And then she realized that it was Allen who was standing there on the pallet with her, trussed up to the rafters just like she was. He was also gagged and also apparently had just had a blindfold removed as he blinked at her in confusion.

"Whaaaa!...Mmmmmm!...Naaaaa!..." Sylvia grunted through the ball gag, her eyes burning fiercely at her daughters.

"Hi mommy!...We're just having a little fun!...You know...Girls just want to have fun!... Now we can take the gag out and make it much more pleasant for you, but you have to promise not to scream and shout!...If you can't do that...the gag stays in!...What do you say?..."

Sylvia looked at her two daughters in a fury but she finally nodded her agreement.

Diana dutifully took the gag out.

"Now you listen to me girls!..." Sylvia began to rage but Diana just dangled the ball gag in front of her and said..."Ahh!....Ahh!..."

Sylvia bit her lip and quieted down.

"What are you doing?...What's this all about?..."

Diana and Clare exchanged pleased glances.

"Why nothing mommy!...Nothing really!..." Clare said biting her lip coyly, as Diana reached up and removed the ball gag from Allen. The poor boy had been so abused over the last few days that he hadn't even tried to put up a fight when the girls had tied him, blindfolded him and led him out to the barn. But he never expected to find that his cousins would dare to treat their mother equally outrageously.

"We just thought that you'd been so hard on Allen lately, that if you got to know him a little better you might actually...you know...get to like him!..." said Clare.

"Yeahhh!...So we thought we'd arrange for you get to spend a little time together..." Diana chimed in, a wicked gleam in her eye.

"This is ridiculous!.. You girls will let us go right now, if you know what's good for you, and there won't be any more said about it!...Now untie us this instant!..."

"Sorry mommy!...But I think if you just go along with us you won't be sorry!...Now we're going to leave you two alone!...Oh yeahhh!...There were just a couple of other things!..." Diana said as she stepped behind her mother and Clare stepped behind Allen.

Sylvia's torpedo shaped breasts were still bared and framed by her open blouse. Diana deftly unfastened her mother's little skirt and stripped it off her. Then she reached up and pulled off her mother's diminutive panties, leaving her standing there on her high heels, naked from the waist down except for her nylons and garterbelt.

"What!...No!...Don't!..." Sylvia protested as she realized what her daughter was doing.

At the same time Clare had stripped Allen from the waist down.

"Clare!...Please!...Don'ttt!..." Allen simpered.

The two girls stepped back again and grabbed a little bag from behind the stall.

Diana pulled out two strings of little brass balls of different sizes and some vaseline. As she and her sister looked at her mother and Allen with barely contained excitement, they started greasing up the balls.

"Don't you two dare!...Don't even think about it!..." Sylvia protested.

"What's that?...What are you going to do?..." Allen asked fearfully.

The girls ignored them as they sidled up behind Sylvia and Allen.

"Wahhh!....Unnnnnghhh!...Gnahhh!..." Allen grunted, his eyes nearly popping out of his head as Clare started stuffing the cold greasy balls up his ass one after the other.

"Ahhhh!....Naaaa!...I'll fix you for this young lady!..." Sylvia hissed, clenching her ass as tight as she could. But she was no match for Diana's wheedling fingers as her eldest daughter deliberately shoved the unyielding Ben Wa balls up her ass. 

In just a moment the two girls were finished. They stepped back to watch both their mother and Allen gasp and groan as they gingerly shuffled from foot to foot. With the slightest movement, the brass balls shifted around tantalizingly up each of their asses.

"There that looks like fun doesn't it?..." Diana asked with a lewd chuckle.

"It looks like they have to pee!..." her sister said with a giggle.

"Just one more thing!..." Clare added, bending down behind Allen and reaching between his legs. She took the strings that trailed from the balls in Allen's ass and the balls in her mother's ass and tied them loosely together. 

"Now you two play nice or those little balls will be popping out in no time and what would there be the fun in that?..." Clare teased.

"Oh and Clare!...Don't forget to....you know!..." Diana said with a giggle and a nod at her cousin's loins.

"Oh yeahhh!..." Clare answered excitedly. She reached down and fisted her cousin's cock...

" Allen, sweetheart ..." she said, jiggling him to make him hard, ..."don't you even think..." she murmured, leaning close and stabbing her moist tongue into his ear, ..."about fucking..." she whispered, jacking his quickly stiffening penis hard and slow, .."not for a moment..." she purred, pushing his shaft down and rubbing his knob against Sylvia's bushy pubes..."should you think about fucking..." she repeated, reaching in and giving his drum taut testicles a torrid squeeze..." our mother!.."

"Naaahhhh!...Godddd!..." Allen moaned in distress when Clare released him with his engorged tool jutting rigidly upright from his groin.

Diana reached around her mother as Clare teased her eager cousin. The dark haired teen-ager grabbed her mother's tits once again and squeezed them nastily as she murmured..." And don't you dare take advantage of our little, virgin cousin!..."

Sylvia sucked air in through her teeth while Diana pancaked her swollen orbs flat against her chest. After a few moments of this rough fondling, Diana released her mother's chest and Sylvia gasped with breathless agitation.

"Good!...So you kids are O.K., right?..." Diana asked with a lewd chuckle.

"Great!...Well we're going to leave you two alone now so feel free to just get acquainted, O.K.?...We'll check on you a little later!...Bye now!..." the girls giggled, blowing kisses at their mother and their cousin as they skipped out of the barn, closing the door behind them. 

What Sylvia and Allen didn't know was that as soon as the two girls left the barn, they ran around to the other side where there was a ladder up into the hay loft. They scampered up and quietly made their way back through the hay until they were lying just above their mother and Allen where they could watch what developed.

Allen was breathing very hard and squirming in a wild combination of embarassment and arousal. He was supremely aware of his aunt's bullet hard nipples and her seething breasts thrusting into his chest. Also, the feel of Sylvia's silky nylons brushing his thighs was extremely arousing. And he was still shaking from the torrid fondling Clare had given him and from the weird but erotic sensation of the brass balls bulging inside his anus. His cock was waving around at his loins like a flagpole in a stiff breeze. He couldn't control his arrogant tool as it jutted urgently against his aunt's naked loins and he was terrified of her reaction. He tried to step back away from her but as he did so he stretched the string tied between them. The balls shifted around outrageously inside them and both he and his aunt gasped at the shock that raced through their groins.

"Be still!...Come here!..." Sylvia hissed barely managing to stay on the little pallet with her hands strung up over her head. She thrust her loins into her nephew's to relief the tension on the string of balls up her ass. She could hardly keep still herself as her rectum reflexively clenched and rippled on the little orbs buried inside her. The girls knew exactly how excited those shiny spheres made her. And she was equally aware of her nephew's big cock pressing against her pubes and inching it's way up towards her navel. She bit her lip and tried to stay calm as a furious arousal began to build in her loins.

"Ooohhh!...Naaaa!...Ohhhh!...Aunt Sylvia!..." Allen gasped, as his excitement grew and grew. He pulled frantically on the ropes that bound him but realized quickly he wasn't going to get free. And with Sylvia's nakedness pressing against him, he couldn't help himself. He began to gingerly hunch against his curvaceous aunt, hoping she wouldn't notice.

"Ewwwww!..." Diana murmured in the hay loft.

"It looks like our little cousin wants to get laid!... I wonder what mean old aunt Sylvia will have to say about that!..."

"I'll bet she gives it to him!..." Clare said.

"I'll bet she doesn't!..."

"I'll bet she does!..."

"Allen!...Stop that!...Don't!..." Sylvia demanded, her eyes burning into her nephew's as Allen's throbbing boner rubbed gently against her. She could feel his pre-come smearing against her tummy as Allen pushed his cock and forth against her satin garter belt. She shuddered with her own excitement. That made the balls twitch around thrillingly up her ass and she groaned again. Without realizing it, she started to writhe against her nephew, grinding her coarse pubic hairs into his erection in the most provocative way.

"Nooo!...Stop that right now young man!..." Sylvia cried, trying to get control of herself and stop herself from grinding against her panting nephew.

"Ohhhh!...I'm sorry aunt Sylvia!...It's just...It's just...I can't help it!..." Allen groaned as his aunt sucked in her tummy and opened up a tiny space between them.

"We need a little bit more damn room!...Just back up a little!...Just a little!.. I'll move with you!..."

Allen groaned in frustration but tried to do what his aunt wanted. He dangled one foot back off the pallet and gingerly stepped back onto his toe.

"Naaaaa!...Ohhh!...Waittt!..." Sylvia gasped, following cautiously after him.

"Ohhhh Ohhh!...I see a disaster in the making!..." Clare giggled.

"Shhhhh!..." hushed Diana.

Allen stepped back with his other foot and now he was on the floor, but straining upwards on his tip toes. The rope tying him to the rafters was too short to let him stand flat footed the floor.

"Ohhh!...Ohhh!...Wait!..." Sylvia gasped anxiously as the string tightened on the Ben Wa balls and she felt the first one spreading her anus, on the verge of popping out. She shuffled forward in jerky motions, ultimately bumping roughly against Allen.

The excited young man teetered frantically on his toes and then his feet slipped and he lurched backwards. Two of the balls popped out of Sylvia's ass and one squirted out of Allen's.

"Wahhhhh!...Ohhhhhhh!...Nahhhhh!....Ahhhhhh!..." the two of them squealed, shaking and twisting against the ropes that bound them.

"Oh Shittt!....Come here!...Come here!..." Sylvia gasped frantically, hooking one leg around Allen's ass and dragging him back up onto the little pallet. Her high heel dug painfully into one of his butt cheeks.

"Ooohhh!...Godddd!...Naaaah!..." the couple gasped, trembling against each other as they each shuddered with excitement. Sylvia's anus was twitching and her cunt was starting to cream as a fiery ache consumed her loins

"Unnn!...Aunt Sylvia!...I'm sorry!...Ahhh!...I didn't mean to!..." Allen whispered, burying his face in his aunt's hair. When the little ball burst out of his ass, an electric shock of arousal had exploded in his groin. His cock had grown shockingly hard. With his aunt's leg hooked around him, his throbbing erection was sandwiched between her enticing pussy lips. He tried to stop himself but he couldn't resist rocking his loins, sliding his rampant tool up and down through his aunt's juicy trench.

"I know dear!...Ohhh!...Don'tt sweetheart!...Ahhh!...It's all those damn girls fault!... Ummm!...Stopp!...When we get down from here...Unnn!...When we...Ohhh!...Allen sweetheart!...Don't!...Ahhhhh!...We can't!...Ohhhh!..." Sylvia murmured, slightly bending the knee of the leg she was standing on to press more fully against her nephew's steely erection . Her excitement was clouding her better judgment as she tilted her pelvis up so that the ridge under Allen's cock crown was rubbing directly against her swollen clit. This only made the fire in her loins burn more fiercely. Closing her eyes, Sylvia pressed herself closer and rubbed her drooling slit feverishly against her nephew's responsive tool.

"Ahhhh!...Ahhh!...Gnaaa!..." Allen moaned as his aunt's scalding juices seared the underside of his cock. He thrust back against her swiveling loins with even more urgency. 

"Our mother the slut!...She's going to fuck him!..." Clare giggled.

"Yeah!...But he won't be able to hold it!...Look at him!...He's almost coming already!... Then she's really gonna' be pissed!..." Diana whispered.

"Yeah!...She's really gonna be pissed!.." Clare whispered back as the two girls watched the action intently.

Allen could feel the come rising in his balls as his voluptuous aunt squirmed against him. In her high heels she was just as tall as he was and their loins fit together like pieces of a jig saw puzzle. Their dry fucking had gotten so intense that at one point, as he hunched up and she tilted her loins down, the tip of his cock hooked just inside the opening of her vagina. 

"Unnnnn!..." they gasped together, each of them sucking in their breath and stopping their frenzied writhing at the same instant. Sylvia's eyes popped open and she glared at her nephew in distress.

"Ohhhh!...Allen!...Nnaaa!!!...We can't sweetheart!...Ahhhhh!...I'm your aunt for God's sake!..." she panted, stretching up on her toes and pulling herself against the ropes that suspended her to get away from her nephew. But she really didn't have the strength or the will and all she succeeded in doing was settling herself a little more firmly on Allen's pulsing knob, letting it slip another inch inside her. 




Aunt Sylvia & Allen Hanging Out



"Unnnnnnnn!...Gnnaaa!...Goddd!..." Allen gasped, hardly hearing his aunt's pleading words as her meaty labia fluttered around his cock crown. He was so excited he was afraid he was going to explode right then. He tensed up all over as he steeled himself, trying to stop himself from coming.

Sylvia couldn't believe the arousal that pulsed through her loins. Allen's cock was huge. It felt like he was prodding her with a fire hose, the way his bloated knob was stretching her. 

"Well maybe just the tip baby!...Maybe just slip it in a little!...Ohhhhhh!..." Sylvia groaned as she eased herself down onto the end of her nephew's rigid tool.

"Ahhhhhhhhh!...." she gasped as Allen's mushroom shaped head slithered inside her. Her cunt was a swampy mess and as Allen breeched her seething hole, she felt a trickle of greasy girl juice leak out and drip down the inside of her thigh.

"Ohhhhhh!...Ohhh!...Ohh my Godd!....Aunt Sylvia!..." Allen moaned as his aunt's scorching cunt sheathed the end of his cock. He began to pull on the ropes that bound him, trying to thrust himself deeper into his aunt's molten pussy.

"Wahhh!...Unnnn!...Waittt!...Allen!...Naaahhh!...I'm old enough to be your mother!... Unnnn!... Don'ttt!... Christ!...I'm older than your mother for God's sake!...Stopp!..." Sylvia gasped, trying to pull herself up and away from her nephew's thrillingly prodding erection.

But Allen wasn't listening as he stretched up from his toes. With his aunt's torrid pussy leeching on the end of his cock he couldn't stop himself from trying to fuck her.

"Don'tttt!..." Sylvia seethed, gritting her teeth and glaring at her nephew as she struggled against her own feverish arousal. 

Then the high heel on the foot that was wrapped around Allen got hooked on the string connecting the balls stuffed up the writhing couples' asses. Sylvia realized what was happening but her thigh was starting to cramp and her leg twitched and there was nothing she could do. 

"Shitttt!..." she muttered, her eyes burning into her nephew's.

Allen didn't understand what Sylvia was saying but then she had to straighten out her leg.

"Phwahhhh!....Naaahhhh!...Whattt!...Godddd!..." Allen cried as the steel balls were excruciatingly dragged out of his clutching nether hole. He swiveled his hips frantically as a fiery excitement burst in his loins.

"Ahhhhhh!...Ahhhh!...Ahhh!...Goddd!..." Sylvia panted, her groin exploding in a fire of lust as the little balls ripped out of her greasy anus. She relaxed against the ropes above her and let her cunt come plummeting down over Allen's cock. 

"Ahhhhhhh!...Nooo!...Yessss!..." Allen gasped as his aunt dropped like a stone against him, her tight cunt enveloping his teen-age prick right down to his balls.

"Nahhhhhhhh!..." Sylvia shrieked as she impaled herself on Allen's towering erection. He completely filled her. His rampant tool was lodged excruciatingly against the entrance to her womb. She could feel every vein, every ridge of his cock throbbing against the walls of her pussy. Frantically she locked her legs around her nephew's waist, swiveling her loins wildly on his plundering spear.

Sylvia's molten pussy gripped Allen's hard-on like a silky glove. With his fiery anus still twitching, the panting young man thrust up feverishly into his aunt's pussy, straining up from his toes with keen arousal. 

"Aunt Sylvia!...Godddd!...I'm gonna'!...I'm gonna' come!...I can't help it!..." Allen groaned. The way his voluptuous aunt was fucking herself on his upright shaft, he could no longer hold back the come that was churning for release in his balls.

"Noooo baby!...No!...Not yet!...Wait!..." Sylvia gasped, writhing even more anxiously against her nephew as she tried to get her own come before he orgasmed inside her. She reached out and grabbed the rope binding Allen's arms and began to pull it back and forth with all her strength. This had the effect of making Allen's big cock jiggle and lurch inside her as well as penetrate her even further.

"Yeahhh!...Ummm Hmmm!...That's it!...That's it!..." Sylvia enthused with hooded eyes as her nephew's turgid cock stimulated the very depths of her molten pussy. 

"Waaaaa!...Ahhhh!...Gonna come!..." Allen panted, his balls tightening up unbearably at the lurid fucking he was getting from his aunt.

"Told ya!..." Diana whispered.

"Yeahh!...He's got no chance!...Now she's gonna' be sooo pissed!...This should be interesting!..." Clare whispered back with delight.

"Naaaaaa!...Naaa!...Goddd!...." Allen cried as his balls lurched and a scalding gusher of come jetted into Sylvia's womb.

"Phwahhhh!...Ohhh!...My!...Goddd!.." Sylvia panted, her eyes flying wide open as the heat and volume of Allen's inundating sperm made her arousal soar.

"Unnnn!....Unnnn!...Unnnn!..." her nephew grunted, as his testicles spasmed and stream after stream of boiling boy cream squirted inside his aunt's sizzling cunt.

"Ahhhhhhhh!....Ahhhhhh!...Yessss!...Come inside me baby!...Unn Hnnn!..That's it!... Oh Yeahhh!...I can feel you coming!...Ummmm!...Goddd!...Hose me honey!...Hose me good!..."

"What a slut!..." Clare giggled.

"Comeeee baby!...Make me choke on it!...Unn Hnnn!...Unnn Hnnn!..." Sylvia enthused, lewdly gyrating on her nephew's fountaining tool. His ejaculation was so scorching, so intense that she could feel her loins melting. As her own orgasm took hold of her, Sylvia's aching cunt clenched frenziedly on Allen's cock, choking off his fiery ejaculation.

"Wahhhh!....Ohhh!...Aunt Sylvia!...Noo!...Don'ttt!...Pleaseee!..." Allen gasped as the sperm backed up sickeningly in his groin.

And then the excruciating tension peaked in Sylvia and wracking tremors swept through her loins.

"Ahhhhhh!...Unnn!....Unnn!...Unnn Hnnn!...Unnn Hnnn!...Unnn Hnnn!..." she grunted, shuddering feverishly.

"Naaahhhhhh!...." Allen cried excitedly as his aunt's spasming cunt had him coming again in time with her convulsions and with even more seething intensity than before.

"Unnnnnn!.....Yesss!....Come you little fucker!...Give it to me!..." Sylvia gasped under the onslaught of Allen's and her own powerful orgasms. She kicked her heels frenziedly against the backs of Allen's thighs as she came, driving his spewing cock up against her hard edged uterus .

"Naaaaa!...Ahhh!...Ummmm!..." Allen moaned as his aunt's shuddering cunt sucked the come from his balls in almost a continuous stream.

"He made her come!...I don't believe it!...Now he's spoiled all the fun!..." Clare pouted.

"Wait and see little sister!...Wait and see!..."

"Yesssss!....Honey!...So much come!...I can feel every spurt of it you sweet fucker!..." Sylvia praised as her cunt rippled and creamed around her nephew's spasming tool. She could feel the come running out of her in a river that coated Allen's balls and splattered wetly on the floor beneath them.

"Oooohhhh!...Aunt Sylvia!...That's!...That's!...I don't know what to say!..." Allen moaned as his cock spasms began to diminish as he emptied himself inside his aunt's sodden pussy. 

"You're big cock's so sweet honey!..." Sylvia whispered, grinding herself on her nephew's still rigid erection to milk him of the last of his scalding goo.

"Ummmmm!...." Allen murmured in a contented response.

After clutching and writhing against each other for a few minutes, enjoying the afterglow of their intense orgasms, Sylvia noticed an interesting fact. Allen's cock was still hard inside her. The realization made her pussy tingle. Sometimes getting that first come for her was a challenge. But once she got going she could easily come again and again given the opportunity. And judging by the way Allen's cock was stretching her greedy pussy, it felt like he might provide plenty of opportunity.

The two girls in the hayloft put their heads together and whispered together excitedly.