****** Light of Reason by Ella Jean Chadwicke ******
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Light of Reason


Down through the years many things of our youth are remembered. Some of them
fondly, some with regret, some with embarrassment that usually fades as we
mature and grow into adulthood.

As a young man I never wanted to fuck my mother or my sister because I never
had either of those. I did have an Aunt whom I found to be seductively
attractive.

Chapter 1

Jennifer was a tall, extraordinarily feminine woman of thirty five when I first
became sexually aroused by her presence. She was my father's sister and never
married, who took on the responsibility of raising me and caring for my
father's household.

Today, we were planting potatoes in our small garden plot. Aunt Jennifer had
cut seed potatoes for planting in the long rows across the end of our garden. I
watched her firmly rounded hips as she crawled ahead of me placing each cut
section of potato in the bottom of the shallow trench we had formed earlier
with a garden plow.

It was also the perfect angle to watch her breasts move in cadence with her
arms as she repeated the steps of placing the vegetable in the ground. My job
was to cover the trench as she moved forward.

Her thighs were covered by the baggy long shorts she wore but occasionally, I
could make out the muscular outline of her inner thighs when she extended her
reach to remove an errant rock or root out of the way.

When she would bring her knee forward, the fabric of her shorts would be drawn
tight against her crotch to outline what I thought was her sex underneath.

We had begun early in the morning and it would soon be time to take a break and
cool off from the steadily increasing heat of mid-morning. Aunt Jennifer had a
ritual she performed when break time came and I was truly anxious for her to
declare it was time to take a break.

Finished with the last row of potatoes, she looked at me and smiled before
saying, "Ok hotshot, Let's go inside and cool off a bit before we begin on the
bean rows! You ready?" she asked.

I groaned and replied, "Yeah I'm ready! I'm parched and dying of thirst Aunt
Jennifer!"

Standing up, she paused to shake the dirt from her shorts as I noticed
perspiration had soaked the front of her tee-shirt to mid-way of her abdomen. I
could see her bra underneath and imagined I saw her nipples straining through
the bra also.

Once inside the cool kitchen which was shaded by large maple trees outside,
Aunt Jennifer removed her well worn Tee-shirt to reveal her bra which was full
to bursting.

Wiping perspiration from her forehead, she asked me to hand her a towel lying
nearby on the kitchen chair next to me.

With wide-eyes, I watched as she removed her bra to release two splendid globes
tipped by large aureole and nipples to die for. Turning to display her breasts
in all their glory, she took the proffered towel unceremoniously and began
wiping from her forehead down to the top of her baggy shorts in an effort to
get comfortable in the heat of midsummer.

Trying not to be too obvious, I watched as she unfastened the button holding
her shorts together as she slid them down to reveal her panties underneath. She
had been doing this in front of me for as long as I could remember. She never
seemed embarrassed or self-conscious, just seemingly natural and I suppose a
sort of understanding between us prevented either of us from mentioning the
fact she was disrobing.

Finally she pushed her panties down to reveal her thick bush of pubic hair as
she leaned forward to remove the panties from her feet after they had dropped
to the floor.

Her pendulous breasts hung invitingly mere inches from my hungry lips. My
excitement must have been given away as she hesitated then looked steadily at
my hard cock beneath my denim jeans.

Usually, she would have put on a robe at this point but today she stopped and
looked thoughtfully at me before speaking. "John would you mind answering a
question?" she asked softly.

I replied, "uhh sure Aunt Jennifer! What is it?" I asked.

"Does my being naked in front of you bother you any?" she inquired in the same
soft voice.

I hesitated and tried to decide how to answer, when she said, "Never mind John.
I can see you have an erection. Is it because of me?"

I nodded that it was. She smiled and said, "Are you embarrassed John?" Again I
nodded that I was.

Turning to look out the kitchen window to stare absently as it was her habit to
do, she seemed to be ignoring me until she pulled a chair from the table to set
it directly in front of me.

As she sat down, I saw just a hint of her pouting vagina lips before she
crossed her legs and leaned forward in a conspiratorial manner to speak quietly
in the morning stillness.

"Honey I know young men your age get erections easily and they happen when you
least expect it. But what I didn't know was that I excited you. Now we have to
decide what to do about it." She said almost as if to herself in a whisper.

Leaning forward, she kissed my forehead as her hand dropped to unfasten the
button of my jeans. "You know I love you very much don't you John?" she asked
as she continued to work on my jeans.

"Yes I do Aunt Jennifer, I love you very much too!" I replied.

I stared into her eyes as she unzipped my pants to reach inside for my hard,
throbbing cock.

"John I want you to feel me between my legs as I feel you! You ok with that?"
she asked.

Wordlessly, I did as she asked and moved tentatively as she spread her thighs
to allow me entrance. The silky smoothness of her thighs took my breath away
for a moment but soon I felt the slick, moistness of her pussy lips as they
seemed to grasp my searching fingers.

By now, she had begun stroking my hard cock and rubbing the slit as I fumbled
between her spread thighs. Taking my hand in hers, she indicated how I was to
play with her pussy. Speaking in a whisper, she said, "Now I want you to feel
this," as she pressed my thumb against her clitoris, "and rub it with your
thumb. I want you to put your finger inside me and move it in and out. We can
quit anytime you say ok?" I nodded and had no intention of quitting.

Several minutes passed then I felt an overwhelming rush in my cock as I pumped
ejaculate onto her thighs and stomach.

My cock started to become flaccid but she continued stroking it until it
regained its hardness.

Chapter 2

Setting in the peaceful quiet of the early morning kitchen, my mind whirled at
the intensity of my feelings for my Aunt. Her breasts were large and succulent
to my young eyes as I probed her sex and felt the warm fluid flowing from
within her body.

After I had regained my hardon, she rose to go to her bedroom and bade me
follow as I watched her pear shaped hips swing provocatively. Closing the door,
she pulled the shade of the window and motioned for me to get on the bed. I
willingly followed her as I watched her thighs and pendulous breasts move as
she gracefully got on the bed with me.

A serious look shadowed her face as she turned to look into my eyes. Smiling
slightly, she asked, "Do you understand this is not something an Aunt and
nephew usually does?"

I suppose I instinctively understood the gravity of what we had already done,
but my youth and raging hormones would have walked through fire to be with her
this way.

I replied, "Yes I know that! But I don't care. I just want to be with you and
make you feel as good as I do." Pausing I asked, "Is that wrong?"

"Some say it is, but I would rather you learn from me the meaning of life and
love than be hurt by a person that would care for little else than her own
pleasure!" she answered in a whisper.

"I want to learn and be good to you and make you feel good as you've made me
feel good." I whispered back.

Silently she motioned I was to get on top of her. Snuggling between her thighs,
I felt her hand reach between us as she placed the head of my dick against her
pussy lips. Looking again into my eyes, she said, "Now push it inside and kiss
me as you do!"

I kissed her lips and felt her lips part as her tongue snaked forth to enter my
lips. Suddenly, the rapture of being inside her and feeling her soft womanly
lips sucking on mine filled my heart with unspeakable joy.

I was embarrassed and momentarily ashamed to discover I was crying as we
kissed. Then I opened my eyes to look and see she too was crying although by
now I understood it must have been from joy as my joy escalated upward as we
began moving.

I wish I could describe the beautiful agony of having sex with her. She was so
beautiful to look upon as her face was oval and tender to the touch. Her lips
were succulent and they seemed large and extremely feminine to me. Her strength
was overwhelming but she was graceful whether dancing or crawling on all fours
in the garden planting or pulling weeds.

Large hazel eyes, seemingly much larger than normal, took in the world around
her and saw into a person's heart to divine all that lay secret there. I had no
conscious self interest in my looks in those days, but she explained one
evening as we thrust against each other how handsome I apparently was.

She compared me to Gregory Peck and other movie actors. As I grew older, I
understood that my facial features and body were something most men desired but
couldn't have. I understand now that the good fortune of having those
attributes are purely genetic and given the coloring and skin I possessed, I
could have been ugly in the extreme had nature chosen a different path for me.

I may sound narcissistic but the fact is, I have no special gifts other than my
appearance. I have to work hard to make a living and I have been fortunate to
make the correct choices in my life with Aunt Jennifer to guide me. Aunt
Jennifer made it clear that although I could be a male model if I wished, the
real path I chose would be one that depended on my mental abilities and nothing
else should matter. I followed her advice and today I practice medicine and
find great satisfaction in helping others. In those days though, my thoughts
were on pleasing her. We had sex frequently, most of the time, my father would
be gone so it was just my Aunt and I who remained at home to be together.

One exceptional evening, we had been watching a movie on TV and although we
were tired and sleepy, snuggled on the couch together. Occasionally, she would
turn to kiss me on the lips or pat and rub my thigh as we sat silently
watching.

I was about fourteen then. Aunt Jennifer had made it very plain that she was
always available should my need arise, but on this night, I was satisfied to
play with her breasts and kiss her cheek frequently as she watched so as not to
disturb her enjoyment of the movie.

One of my favorite things was to sit beside her on her left and put my right
hand down between her thighs underneath her robe.

I would tickle her pussy lips and rub her clitoris off and on, but tonight, the
movie had us both engrossed to the point we sat quietly stroking each other.

It was a tear jerker as I recall which Aunt Jennifer dearly loved and I was
moved not so much by the actors on the screen as I was by her tears of
enjoyment.

The movie ended and she turned to me with a look of love that I had never seen
before. She turned her lips to me and said, "You know I'm in love with you
don't you?"

I digested what she said then replied, "I think I understand. I love everything
about you and the things you say and do. I even love the smell of your farts,
So I guess that means I'm in love with you too!" I whispered quietly.

With a shocked look on her face she said, "What farts? I don't fart. I don't
ever fart young man!" she exclaimed as if enraged.

Chuckling I replied, "Yeah! Right! What ever you say dear Auntie!"

She turned her head away and mumbled something I couldn't hear so I asked her
to repeat. She whispered louder, "You love the smell of my farts? They really
smell good to you?"

I couldn't help but laugh as I said aloud, "Oh yes, I love the smell of your
pee, your poop, farts, your hair, skin. And I especially love the taste of your
pussy when I lick it off my fingers!"

Turning quickly, she gasped, "My pussy? You like the taste of my pussy?" I
nodded that I certainly did.

"I had no idea you liked that!" she gasped in a whisper. "Do you want to taste
it and put your mouth on it too?" she asked.

Silently I slipped to the carpet and pulled her robe apart as I spread her
legs. She scooted forward and presented me with her glistening pussy. I parted
the hair to allow me access to it and proceeded to lick and kiss her pussy.

I then pressed my tongue inside her and began lapping the flow of juices that
emanated from within. Finally I sucked her clitoris inside my lips and began
earnestly sucking on it as she moaned and writhed on the couch. "OH honey! I'm
going to cum baby! don't stop honey!" she moaned as I labored to get her off.
Suddenly she wrapped her legs around my head and started humping my face as she
came. A low guttural moan began that increased in scale to almost a scream as
she climaxed.

I had never seen her do that before. Usually when she came, she would tell me,
"I'm cumming honey! Press harder baby! Harder!" then when she would moan and
cum I would shoot inside her at the same time.

She panted and regained her breath then pulled me up to kiss my pussy drenched
face then to my utter surprise, slid down to the carpet to begin sucking my
cock.

She had never done this before and I was shocked at first. Then the
overwhelming feeling of her soft lips sucking and the feel of her throat as I
fucked her mouth became my universe.

I could feel my cum building up as she continued sucking my cock from tip to
base. I whispered, "Honey, I'm going to cum soon, you had better stop!" I
implored.

Shaking her head no, she sucked more than before until I couldn't hold back any
longer and released my cum to shoot inside her wonderful mouth. Aunt Jennifer
gulped and swallowed although some of it escaped and trickled from her chin.

I understood then the meaning of being in love with someone. I don't think a
woman really loves a man unless she can stand to swallow his cum. I don't think
a man can really love someone if he can't stand to suck and swallow her pussy
juices.

Chapter 3

That night became the turning point in our relationship. We became more loving
which I hadn't thought possible.

I would hurry home from school after ball practice and rush in the house to
lift her off her feet and swing her through the air as if she were weightless.

Her intelligence and understanding continued to mystify me as I grew older. One
evening, I was struggling with calculus and the stress of fighting what was to
me an absurd problem involving celestial mechanics seemed hopeless and made me
feel stupid.

My Aunt had confessed long ago that mathematics was not her forte'. She had a
doctorate in psychology and knew how to get me to think in unconventional ways
though.

I had gotten up from my desk and went into the kitchen to get a drink of milk
while I carped and hacked about the stupidity of the teacher from hell who
taught the class.

I poured myself a hefty glass of cold milk and slumped against the table to
lament my ignorance and stupidity.

Jennifer asked me to get the textbook and my folder and bring it to the
kitchen. Thinking she was going to work on the problem for me, I chuckled to
myself as I retrieved the offending objects.

I lay the book and notes on the table and gestured for her to look. She merely
smiled and said, "No honey! You know I am very poor at math. You set down and
read the problem again. I'm going to help you in a different way! You'll see in
a moment!" as she gestured for me to sit.

Sitting down, I began the steps of solving the problem and momentarily lost
track of time and my Aunt. Suddenly, I felt her hands on my jeans as she
unzipped my pants to reach for my cock.

I leaned over to look underneath the table when I heard her say, "Shhhhh!
Concentrate on the problem darling! Don't think about me or what I'm doing,
just work on the problem." She whispered.

I felt her lips encircle my cock as it grew and hardened. Slowly she stroked my
cock as I felt her pussy scoot against my sock clad foot. Then I felt her
remove my sock and insinuate her moist pussy against the bare flesh of my foot
and toes.

The supreme joy of having my cock in her mouth and the feel of her pussy lips
making love to my foot helped me to turn to the problem at hand as she had
asked. Slowly, I repeatedly read and reread the conditions and problem. Slowly
the planets and stars in a far off galaxy became real to me in my mind and I
saw them wending their way through the heavens as the forces of gravitation
held them in constant orbit around a double star.

The long strings of the formula began to make sense to me and the nuances of
passing moons and large asteroids that inhabited the system began to fit
together as if they were all part of a jigsaw puzzle. As my Aunt suckled my
cock and fucked my foot with her pussy, I saw my spaceship passing in a spiral
towards the central planet while I calculated the pull on the tiny vessel.

As if by magic, the answer we were to arrive at appeared almost mysteriously on
my calculator. I gave a whoop and at the same moment, let loose my cum to her
hungry mouth and tongue.

My chair toppled backwards and I dropped to the floor to push her back so I
could find her wonderful lips and pussy to repay the favor.

I buried my mouth in her nether lips and kissed and sucked as if I was dying of
hunger for her sex. She took my head in her hands and told me she loved me over
and over until she became obsessed by her orgasm.

"OH John darling. I'm going to cum baby. You're making your Aunt Jennifer cum
darling! Oh god it feels so good when you make love to me darling!" she moaned
over and over.

She began cumming and writhed in exquisite agony as I sucked her clit and drank
her vaginal fluids as if I was parched and dry.

She lay still a moment and spread her thighs under the table as I moved up to
cover her. Pressing my hard cock in her pussy, I began pumping as she trembled
from her orgasm. We fucked for nearly thirty minutes then went into the bedroom
to finish up.

Aunt Jennifer put her knee on the bed to crawl over to the middle for me to
follow, I took her waist in my hands and put my cockhead against her anus. She
looked back at me and shook her head no. I pressed harder and she tried to get
away from me but I held her tight in my grasp.

Suddenly, she relaxed and I felt my throbbing cock enter inside her ass.
Pushing harder, I plunged deeper until I could go no farther.

Aunt Jennifer began sobbing and writhing in pain, begging me to stop fucking
her asshole. "Oh honey! You're hurting me baby! It hurts too much John! You
must stop this perversion John! It's not natural to fuck me in the ass like
this! Please stop honey! Please!!!" I was too far gone, I couldn't stop even If
I wanted too.

At last she relented and pressed her hips back against me as I sought to
massage her clit. I was astonished to find she was simply pouring from her
pussy.

"You like this don't you darling?" I whispered quietly "You want me to fuck
your ass don't you sweetheart?" I said as I thrust relentlessly.

Sobbing she replied, "Yes, yes, you wonderful bastard! I want you too never
stop fucking my ass! God you feel so good inside my asshole! I've never had
this done to me and I love it when you do it!" she moaned.

Then she froze and raised her head to scream she was cumming! "MY GOD JOHN! I'M
CUMMING DARLING! OHHHHH MY GOD JOHN! FUCK ME BABY! FUCK ME BABY! FUCK MY ASS
DARLING!"

I felt her insides tremble as she came then I shot my hot fuckcum deep inside
her rectum. She trembled and moaned all the time I came. Pressing against me
over and over to milk my cum from my cock.

We continued with our affair for many years. No matter where I was or what I
was doing, she managed to find a way to be with me and help me when I needed
help.

Now she is an old woman of eighty three. She is still beautiful and alert and
would willingly give me whatever I asked of her.

She became ill not too long ago and called me to help her. I examined her
thoroughly and after several tests determined she was very ill and had not long
to live due to a type of gerontological leukemia.

I sat at her feet and told her of my findings as she watched me carefully with
loving eyes.

As tears flowed from my eyes she took my face in her hands and said quietly, "I
love you John. I will always love and adore you no matter where I am in this
life or the next one!"

My mind went back and relived our love and devotion to each other as I replied,
"There is no other woman or love in my life Jennifer. You have always been my
greatest love and I shall always love you as you have loved me!"

The end Echadwicke@hotmail.com

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