AUNT TEACHES RESPECT

t was the summer of my eighteenth year, I was out of 
high school and heading to college in the fall, and I 
wanted this summer to be one I would never forget. Oh, 
I will never forget it but not because it was fun. The 
first weekend I went to a party with friends, we all 
got drunk and on the way home, we were stopped and 
ended up arrested, the only good news being no one got 
hurt and I wasn't driving. 

The only thing the police did to me was make me call my 
mom to come get me. She was furious, in fact, so mad 
she didn't say a word all the way home. Once inside she 
went to her room and slammed the door not even 
bothering with good night.

The next morning by the time I got up mom had already 
left for work and I began to hope she would cool down 
by the time she got home. To try to score points with 
her I stayed home, I cleaned the house including my 
room did some yard work and even started the laundry. 
In the afternoon, I took a shower then I lay on my bed 
and looked at some stashed porno while jacking off. 

The problem was, after I finished, instead of hiding my 
porn I fell asleep and that was how my mother found me 
naked asleep on my bed next to a dirty mag. I awoke to 
the sound of my magazine being ripped to shreds. I 
covered myself and tried to apologize but she just 
glared at me.

"Lee this was all I needed to see you are out of 
control. I can see you have no respect for me or any 
woman by the looks of that filth. I have decided, you 
are going to spend the rest of the summer with your 
aunt and uncle up state. Get packed you're leaving in 
the morning." 

I pleaded, I begged, I even demanded all to no avail, 
her mind was made up and I was going. All I could think 
about was there goes my whole summer. What kind of fun 
could I have in the boondocks?

As I sat on the floor of the train station waiting for 
Aunt Mandy; I flipped through a magazine, but looked up 
when I felt someone there. I was staring right into a 
camel toe just inches from my nose; I swallowed hard 
and looked up to see my aunt smiling at me.

"You ready to go boy? We got things to do at the house 
so let's get a move on."

She was wearing nothing but a sports bra and a pair of 
leotards. Her nipples stuck out like marbles and the 
little bra was sweat stained and frayed around the 
edges. I was so close to her crotch I could see every 
detail of her pussy through the tight stretched 
leotard. I had always thought she was old like my 
mother but I could tell now she must still be in her 
thirties. She had a few lines in her face but her 
figure was dynamite and I couldn't keep my eyes off 
her.

In the car, she said she had been exercising and had 
forgotten about me so she rushed down without changing. 
She put her hand on my thigh just inches from the hard-
on I was trying to conceal.

"Lee, this is going to be a tough summer for you but if 
you obey me you will have some real fun."

I said, "Yes ma'am Aunt Mandy." She told me to call he 
Ms. Mandy because aunt made her sound old. We entered 
the back door to see my Uncle Jack on his hands and 
knees cleaning the kitchen floor. He greeted us but did 
not get up saying he was almost done.

"This is one of the jobs that will be yours; I expect 
this floor to sparkle every morning. Follow me I'll 
show you your room."

I walked up the stairs behind mesmerized by her rear 
end. Her ass looked big and round yet so firm I stared 
at the two dimples just above her leotard watching them 
sway back and forth and felt my erection grow firmer. 
The first thing I noticed about my room was no door and 
then I saw the bathroom had no door either.

"The first lesson is you have no privacy here, you 
better not let me catch you playing with yourself and 
believe it, I'll be checking on you. I'll take your 
suitcase; you wear what I have for you in these 
drawers. Get changed and come down stairs and we'll get 
started."

The only thing I found to wear looked like maybe a pair 
of bicycle shorts except the butt wasn't padded. They 
fit snug against my body and my dick still firm made an 
obscene lump in the front. Red faced I made my way 
downstairs to find my Uncle on his knees before Aunt, I 
mean Ms. Mandy. When I got closer, I could see Uncle 
Jack was painting Ms. Mandy's toenails.

"Good you found the clothes, come here I want to look 
at you. There is only one rule in this house and that 
is whatever I say to do you do. Do you understand?"

"Yes Ms. Mandy," was all I could say.

"Jack, are you done?" 

Jack answered, "Yes Mistress." I turned to look at him 
in shock.

"Stand up I want to show young Jack what happens if I 
catch you playing with yourself. Pull em' down."

He stood and pulled his shorts down to his ankles. 
Uncle Jack had some kind of devise locked around his 
genitals, his penis was in this thing, and it was 
padlocked around his balls. I looked to Ms. Mandy and 
noticed she was fingering a little key on a chain 
around her neck. She asked Jack how long he had been in 
his cage and he replied, "Ten days Mistress."

I didn't know what I was witnessing but for some reason 
it was very arousing to me. She reached over and 
grabbed my balls with one hand, then began to stroke my 
erection with the other, "I would hate to lock this 
pretty thing up so you mind me and keep your hands off. 
So tell me Jack, are you still a virgin?"

It was so embarrassing to have this grown woman 
handling my genitals and asking about my sex life and 
yet so erotic I was afraid I might cum in my shorts.

"Yes ma'am, I'm not very good around girls. Please 
stop, I'm afraid I'll have an accident, oh it feels so 
good."

"Yes I know it does, but don't you worry you won't have 
an accident when Auntie's in charge."

I was past caring about embarrassing myself any more, I 
just wanted to cum. Just before the point of no return, 
I felt a searing pain, as Ms. Mandy squeezed my balls. 
I screamed out first in pain and then in frustration as 
my cock softened and my much-needed climax deserted me.

"In my house you only get to cum when I want you to. 
Now put your hands behind your back and come kneel in 
front of me here."

She pointed to the floor in front of her chair and I 
meekly did as instructed. Next, she had me place my 
chin on the chair between her legs. She lifted her 
dress giving me a view of her silky panties.

"Jack I'm going to take your cherry but not until I 
teach you the pleasures of pleasing a woman. First you 
will learn how erotic my scent is, how slide forward, 
and put your nose up to my panties."

She held my head then put her feet on my shoulders; 
slowly she began to rub her panty-covered pussy against 
my nose. The bump at the top of her pussy grew like a 
little cock and her panties grew wet with her juices. 
Her scent, as she called it was intoxicating and I 
wanted more. I tried to push my nose deeper into her 
panties but she held my head firmly. I almost cried 
when she pushed my head back but when she put her 
finger to her little cock I watched it grow even 
bigger.

"This is my clit and I like to have it played with just 
right, now give it a kiss, yes just like that. OK put 
it between your lips, perfect, now suck it gently."

I kept sucking her clit, my saliva, and her juices 
drenching her panties. I began to rub my tongue against 
her, harder and harder I rubbed until she pushed my 
head away. She clamped my head between her thighs and I 
thought I had done something wrong. She slowly released 
her grip on me I raised my head, "I'm so sorry Ms. 
Mandy, I didn't mean to hurt you, please don't be mad 
at me. I'll do better just let me try."

She chuckled and tousled my hair, "You did fine boy, 
it's just when you make me cum my clitty get tender. 
Now be a good boy and take my wet panties off."

As I sled them down her legs I caught just a glimpse of 
her pussy, I couldn't see her clit and knew it must be 
hiding inside her pussy lips. I handed her panties to 
her, she told me to stand up and pull down my shorts.

"You did a good job so I am going to let you cum. Put 
my panties to you face and enjoy my scent while I take 
care of you."

Once again, she held my balls while she rubbed my cock 
as I rutted like a pig in her panties trying to catch 
all of her scent. She kept playing stroking me to the 
edge and then squeezing my ball to stop me. When she 
was ready, she told me to cum in her panties, I put 
them over my cock and erupted in streams inside her 
lacy under things.

"OK you can take these to bed with you, but do not jack 
off and I expect you to hand wash them for me in the 
morning."

I turned to go and saw Uncle Jack, I had forgotten 
about him. I wondered if watching me make his wife cum 
bothered him but I couldn't tell. As I went upstairs, I 
heard Ms. Mandy tell him it was his turn. I turned 
around and saw him down on his knees as I had been with 
his face between her legs.

I had wild erotic dreams all night and woke up to a 
raging hard-on. I remembered my warning and left myself 
alone. I took Ms. Mandy's delicate panties to my 
bathroom and after sniffing them one more time I gently 
washed then hung them over my shower rod to dry. I went 
down to breakfast, not with thoughts of food but with 
thought of lust. Uncle Jack was cooking breakfast 
dressed only in his cock cage while Ms. Mandy wore just 
some panties and a sport bra.

"Good morning Lee, are you ready to become a man 
today?"

"Yes Mam, I dreamt about it all night long."

"I know you were a good boy and didn't play with 
yourself last night, so after breakfast we'll continue 
with our training."

After eating Ms. Mandy took me upstairs to her bedroom, 
she told me Uncle Jack was not allowed in her room so 
she left the door open so he could listen. She had me 
undress and then had me take her bra and panties off 
her. She sat on the bed and showed me what I had felt 
with my lips the night before. Her huge clit was 
already protruding and I wanted to put it in my mouth 
but she made me wait.

"Jack I'm teaching you to always put the pleasure of 
your lady ahead of your own. Any woman who allows you 
to honor her body deserves respect and devotion."

She had me lie on the bed then she sat on my chest 
rubbing her clit just inches from my face. I was so 
excited I was panting but still she made me wait. 
Finally, when I thought I could stand it no more she 
mounted my face putting her clit in my mouth. I sucked 
like a baby taking her mother's breast, I couldn't get 
enough, and her pussy was leaking copious fluids all 
over my chin. 

Ms. Mandy came with a huge moan, moving back off my 
face she stared at me with a smile. She began rubbing 
her juices into my face, "You like that don't you boy? 
After a climax like that you deserve your first fuck or 
do you want another face fuck first."

"Yes Ms. Mandy let me kiss it some more."

She answered by putting her pussy back on my face. She 
took her time rubbing her wet pussy up and down my face 
covering me in her juices. She seemed to like rubbing 
my nose on her clit as I tongued her pussy, her large 
lips spread like a flower across my face. As she began 
to hump me faster and faster I knew she was close, I 
put my mouth on her clit and began to suck. 

She screamed as she came one more time and pulled 
herself off my face. She was gasping for air and 
saying, no more but she was smiling.

My Aunt got off the bed and went to the nightstand; she 
pulled out a box of condoms, "When you are pleasuring a 
woman the first rule is use a rubber, I always make my 
men were rubbers, even Jack. I'm sure you won't last 
long this first time but you will get better with 
practice."

She was right I was a afraid I would cum before she had 
the rubber on me. I watched as she mounted me then 
taking my cock in her hand she rubbed it between her 
lips, then, impaled herself. She sat still but I could 
feel her muscles contracting around me, she reached 
behind me and grasped my balls squeezing gently. 

Slowly she began to move and then as she felt my cum 
rising up in my ball she ordered me to cum. I came on 
command and somehow knew I had become a man, I could 
not only please a woman I could be pleased by her.

I definitely had a summer I would never forget, not 
only did my Aunt take my cherry she taught me to 
respect women and to learn what they desired and then 
give it to them. After that summer my aunt never made 
love to me again, she said she knew I had learned what 
to do and that I needed no more lessons. As far as 
Uncle Jack, I learned to respect that he knew what he 
wanted and would do anything to keep his wife happy. 

I only hope that someday I marry someone like Ms. 
Mandy.

AUNT SANDY'S FAMILY

My mom had died a few months earlier. I was 17, so I 
wasn't a kid anymore, but I wasn't so old that I could 
take it in stride. Or maybe you're never old enough to 
take things like that in stride; I don't know.

Anyway, I still felt pretty torn up about it, but I 
tried not to show it too much, because I figured it was 
harder on the kids -- my brothers, Willie and Mark, four 
years younger. And with Dad away most of the time 
flying, I figured I had to be the man of the family.

I don't know how we would have gotten through that time 
if it hadn't been for everything Aunt Sandy did for us. 

She's Dad's sister. She'd gotten a divorce, so she was 
free and she came to live with us after Mom died, and to 
look after us. We sure needed it.

Aunt Sandy was something: a short, blond ball of fire. 
With her hair cut so short she looked like a Q-tip, 
except that no Q-tip was ever that curvy. Nothing 
extravagant; she's no Dolly Parton or anything, but you 
could definitely tell she was a woman.

It was weird having a good-looking woman around the 
house. Mom was pretty, I guess, but, well, she was our 
Mom, you know?

Aunt Sandy was family, too, but in a way she wasn't. We 
hadn't seen much of her before. 

She tried her best to fit in, though, always looking 
after us and trying to help us deal with Mom being gone. 
Like that day.

I had this thing at school -- an honors assembly. I 
tried to act like it was no big deal, but Mom had always 
been on us to do our school work and study hard. I knew 
this would have meant a lot to her. So I was getting 
these honors -- and she couldn't be there. I knew my Dad 
would be out of town, so I didn't even mention it to 
him. He'd been feeling guilty about being away so much, 
and he didn't need that kind of worry on top of losing 
Mom.

The awards came at the end of the school day, in last 
period. The gym was full of students and parents. Every 
time someone walked up to the stage, you could figure 
out where their parents were sitting by watching for the 
pop of a camera flash. Every so often some kid would 
reach out his hand for a plaque and his mom or dad would 
yell out something that would echo and the kid would 
look up. 

Their expressions were always the same -- trying to look 
embarrassed, but actually pretty happy. I knew the 
feeling; my Mom could make me feel that way every time 
she'd shout out my name at a Little League game or point 
me out in a school play. 

I guess I was feeling pretty down by the time my turn 
came. Maybe I was even crying a little, I don't know. 
When they called my name I walked toward the stage in 
kind of a daze; the faces of the kids around me were 
just a blur.

Then I got up to the podium and the principal was 
reaching out his hand and there was a flash off to the 
right. I had just a second to wonder whose Dad had 
mistaken me for his son when there was this shout that 
bounced off the rafters: "Yeah Day-Vid!"

It was Aunt Sandy, of course. She wasn't hard to spot, 
leaping into the air in the third row of the bleachers, 
waving her arms like a cheerleader. 

It wouldn't have been cool to smile too much, but I 
couldn't help flashing a grin. She must have heard 
something from Willie or Mark about the assembly, but 
she'd never said a word to me, just showed up. Parents 
were supposed to have tickets, and I'd never picked mine 
up, so I don't know how she talked her way in. Being 
Aunt Sandy, I figure she just flashed those big eyes at 
them and started talking fast and walking past them all 
at once.

The assembly finished just a little bit after that. I 
was walking out the gym door when Aunt Sandy caught up 
with me and offered to drive me home.

We talked about a lot of stuff in the car, about my 
missing Mom and how proud she would have been to see me 
up on the stage. I'm not much at telling people how I 
feel, but I felt so close to Aunt Sandy then that I just 
let it all out. I don't think I actually ever thanked 
her for coming that day, but I'm sure she got the idea. 

Anyway, by the time we got home I was bawling like a 
baby, but I didn't feel bad; I was just working out all 
my feelings about my Mom. For the first time, I allowed 
myself to admit how sad I was and how much I really 
missed her.

And Aunt Sandy didn't say much; she didn't have to. 
Mostly she just murmured every once in a while, or 
offered me a tissue.

Mark and Willie were staying over at a friend's house 
that night, so we got back to an empty house. Aunt Sandy 
said it hardly seemed worth cooking up a whole meal just 
for the two of us and wondered if I'd think she was too 
lazy if she just ordered out for pizza. I said it was 
fine.

***

Later that evening, over slices of pepperoni and 
sausage, I told Aunt Sandy that I really appreciated her 
helping us out. She made a joke out of it, saying that 
it didn't take much effort to dial a phone for pizza, 
but I could see she really appreciated my saying it. It 
seems crazy now, but I think that was the first time any 
of us actually told her how much she meant to us. 

I guess we were all so busy dealing with our emotions 
that we never stopped to think that Aunt Sandy might be 
feeling down, too, with her divorce, and then coming 
into a new house and dealing with somebody else's kids 
and all.

Well, we finished dinner and watched TV for a little 
while, and then I went up to shower and go to bed. I'd 
played some basketball by myself in the driveway before 
dinner and I felt kinda cruddy.

So I turned on the water full blast and stepped into the 
shower, sliding the frosted glass door behind me. I just 
stood under the water a couple of minutes, letting the 
hot jets bite into my skin. I still missed my Mom, of 
course, but after my talk with Aunt Sandy I felt like I 
was finally coming alive again, getting back to a normal 
life. It seemed as if the streams of water dripping off 
me were taking away a big weight that had been riding me 
for months.

I started lathering up when I thought I heard something 
in the bathroom. The glass had steamed up, though, so I 
couldn't even see any shadowy forms through it. I rubbed 
the soap into the hand towel a little more and started 
scrubbing my chest.

That's when the shower door opened.

"I thought you could use some help," Aunt Sandy said, 
stepping in.

She was naked. Well, I guess you figured that out.

Although I'd already noticed that Aunt Sandy looked 
young for her age and had a nice body, I'd never known 
how nice it was until that moment. She was short, just 
about coming up to my chin, but her legs seemed to go on 
forever. Her breasts were more than a handful -- not 
huge, but what was incredible was how firm they were, no 
sag at all. Her nipples were already erect, pointing at 
me like pencil erasers from the light brown circles 
around them. And her bush, a curly little arrowhead 
pointing right down to...

Of course, I got an instant hard-on. Imagine how you 
would feel if some sexy lady suddenly stepped into the 
shower with you?

But what if that lady were your aunt? That's what I was 
thinking. I backed up into the corner of the stall. 
"Aunt Sandy," I stammered out. "Wh-what are you doing? 
In here? With me?"

She didn't move toward me right away, just stood there 
in the far corner. The spray from the shower hit her 
about at the waist and I couldn't help following the 
trickles down with my eyes, seeing them drip onto her 
bush, matting down the hair, pouring down those long, 
shapely legs. It was like a Playboy centerfold come to 
life!

"David," she said, and I forced my eyes back up to her 
cute face. "I've been living with you several months 
now, and I think it's time you understood some things. I 
know you and the boys miss your Mom, and you want 
someone to do the things she used to do for you -- 
cooking, cleaning, all of that. And I'm happy to help, 
really I am.

"But I'm not your Mom. I'd never try to be, even if I 
could. So things -- relationships -- are different.

"I need you to understand that I'm a woman. I have my 
own needs. Do you know what I mean?"

The look on her face made my fears melt away. I knew 
what she meant -- how could I have been so stupid? Aunt 
Sandy had been divorced for awhile, and now she was 
cooped up in a house with a bunch of kids. Of course she 
had needs.

But -- me? I hadn't even gotten to first base with any 
of the girls my own age, and now this older woman was 
offering everything. I didn't know what to do -- I mean, 
I knew what I wanted to do, but should I? And if I did, 
what if I did something wrong?

I don't know if Aunt Sandy saw the emotions on my face 
or if she just sensed them, but she did exactly the 
right thing, taking it very slow. As she'd been talking 
to me, she had taken a couple of steps toward me. The 
spray from the shower was hitting just below her neck 
now, streams of water flowing down her breasts and 
trickling off the nipples. I was so entranced by the 
vision I didn't see what happened next until I felt the 
washcloth being pulled out of my hand. Aunt Sandy took 
the soap, too.

Slowly, like it was a dream, she rubbed more soap on the 
cloth and began to scrub my chest, my arms, my hands. I 
began to get more comfortable.

Then she had me turn around and she washed my back, 
rinsing out the cloth and wetting it down, wringing out 
the clear water to pour down my body.

I almost forgot that I was in the shower with a naked 
woman, if you can believe that. I mean, it was just 
really soothing, the water splashing over me, the rough 
swish of the cloth on my skin. I got really relaxed and 
I think my cock even started to soften a little.

But then I felt something else. It was Aunt Sandy's 
erect nipples tickling my back, and then her warm body 
pressed up against mine as her hands slid around my 
waist. My hard-on sprang back to life.

"Oh, David, this is going to be a day I'll never 
forget," she said, and she started to slide down. Her 
hands brushed against the sides of my crotch as she went 
all the way down and lathered up my legs from behind.

I knew I was never going to forget this, either. I 
wasn't sure if maybe I should be doing something, or 
saying something, but I didn't want to risk spoiling the 
moment.

I shouldn't have worried; Aunt Sandy was in complete 
control. When she finished with my legs she spun me 
around, facing her. She stood up, her naked body just 
inches from mine. I couldn't help staring, taking in all 
that firm flesh. Was I really going to touch it? Was my 
cock really going to be buried in her pussy? 

She read my thoughts again. "It's real, David," she said 
with a giggle. "Here, feel it." She took my hand in hers 
and drew it up to her breast. I gasped when I felt it.

I'd never touched a breast before, at least not one that 
wasn't covered up by a bra and a blouse. But this one 
was right there, in the flesh. "Rub your fingers over 
it," Aunt Sandy told me. "Gently. Now circle the nipple 
with one finger. Mmmmmm. You can suck it if you like."

Of course I liked. I bent down and took the brown button 
into my mouth. "Lick it," Aunt Sandy said, and I did. 
"Yes, now nip at it, very gently -- ohhh, yes! Very 
good, David!"

I moved from one breast to the other, sucking and 
nibbling like they were ice cream cones. Aunt Sandy's 
hands roamed over my body, occasionally brushing against 
my stiff cock. Then she rubbed some more soap on her 
hands and brought them down to my crotch. 

The slippery feel of her hands encircling my shaft 
almost made me shoot right then, but she squeezed down 
and the urge went away. "You've got a very nice cock, 
David," she said. "Nice and thick. I think it's going to 
fill my cunt wall to wall, dear. Do you think you'd like 
that? Would like to put that hard cock in your auntie's 
hot pussy?"

Up until then I had never heard Aunt Sandy use language 
like that, and I never would have believed she could. 
But this wasn't the same Aunt Sandy I was used to. The 
look in her eyes was like fire, like there was some 
animal inside her instead of a human being. Her hands 
were sliding up and down my dick like wild, her breath 
was coming in short gasps. With the water pouring down 
over us I felt like I was in some crazy jungle movie -- 
you know, Me Tarzan, she Jane. I was developing an 
unstoppable urge to drive my cock into my aunt's hot 
body.

"Yes," I hissed out. "I want you. Oh, God, Aunt Sandy, I 
want my cock in you!"

"Mmmm, that's a good boy. You're going to do everything 
your aunt tells you, aren't you?"

"Yes, yes! Just let me get it in you!"

"Such an eager boy! I was going to suggest we dry off 
and go to the bedroom, but I think we'd better start 
right here, don't you? Now, lean back against the wall, 
David. That's it, sit back against the shelf." As she 
said that, she was still stroking my cock, getting it so 
hard it stuck straight up.

Sitting down like that, I was just about level with her, 
so she was able to just hop up onto my lap. My cock 
prodded her flat stomach as she leaned forward and 
pressed her lips to my neck and slid them up to my ear. 
"This is going to be sooooo good," Aunt Sandy whispered. 
"Your cock is going to fill me up. And I'm going to ride 
it like a pony, David. You're going to be my stallion, 
do you know that? You're going to slide that fat dick in 
and out of your aunt's cunt so hard, it's going to drive 
me crazy. "

Her talk was driving ME crazy, that was for sure. I was 
already bucking up at her, scraping the head of my cock 
across her skin, desperate to get inside her.

She dug her heels into the sides of the shower stall and 
raised her ass, putting her cunt directly over my cock. 
When she eased down a little I could feel the slippery 
pussy lips just touching the tip of my dick.

But even then she didn't take me in. Instead, she held 
her cunt above me while she kissed her way from my ear 
to my mouth.

I opened my lips to her and she stuck her tongue deep 
inside, flicking out at mine. I kissed her back 
hungrily, like I'd never get enough. Our mouths ground 
together and grunts were choked out of our throats. I 
forgot this was my aunt and just concentrated on having 
a sexy older woman writhing naked on my body. It was 
fantastic!

And then, at last, while our tongues were still 
entwined, Aunt Sandy lowered her cunt and her slippery 
pussy lips blossomed open under the pressure of my 
aching cock. She took me in slowly, just a little bit at 
a time, while I was lost in the incredible sensations. 
Her hot, wet cunt was tight against my dick, hugging it 
as it slid in deeper and deeper.

When I was in her to the hilt, Aunt Sandy broke our kiss 
and leaned back.

"I knew it!" she said with a smile. "I knew you'd fill 
me up. Can you feel it, David? Your cock is so big it's 
filling up my pussy all the way. I can feel every inch 
of you inside me, and it feels great." She leaned back a 
little more and the shower stream hit her full in the 
face. She spat out a mouthful of water and leaned toward 
me again, laughing, her hair plastered down by the 
water. She shook her head from side to side and the 
water flew off, splashing into my face. 

"Aunt Sandy!" I tried to look angry but I couldn't help 
laughing myself. And whatever anger I had fell apart 
when she began to move, pulling her tight cunt almost 
all the way off my cock and then squatting down onto it 
again.

Soon we were moving in synch, driving my cock again and 
again into my aunt's eager pussy. Her tits jiggled as 
she bounced up and down on me, bringing me closer and 
closer to shooting. But each time I felt myself nearing 
the edge she slowed down or even stopped, my cock buried 
deep within her velvet folds.

"You're doing very well, David," Aunt Sandy said in 
between kisses. "Mmmm, my pussy really likes your cock. 
I think it wants to play with it all night. Is that OK 
with you? Do you want to fuck your aunt all night?"

"Yes, yes, yes!" I shouted, my words bouncing around the 
stall. "I want to fuck you, Aunt Sandy, I do! I want to 
bury my cock inside your cunt! Oh, God, it feels so 
good!"

We kept up the rhythm for what seemed like hours, but I 
guess it was only 10 or 15 minutes. Finally I couldn't 
hold back any longer.

"Aunt Sandy! Aunt Sandy, I'm going to ... I can't ... 
AAAAAAAGGGGGHHHHH!" The cum boiled up inside me and shot 
into her tunnel like a fire hose. 

"Fill me up!" she shouted back at me. "Fill my pussy! I 
want all your cum, David! Yesss!"

By the time I had recovered from that spasm, the water 
from the shower was turning cold. We shut it off as fast 
as we could and toweled each other off, shivering a 
little until we'd gotten all dry and slipped into our 
bathrobes.

Then Aunt Sandy led me to her bedroom and lit a bunch of 
candles -- on the nightstand, the dresser, all over. The 
light flickered and moved around, casting weird shadows. 
She slipped off her robe and lay down on the bed on her 
back while I stood at the foot. In the candlelight, she 
looked even sexier than before. And now I could see her 
cunt spread before me, and a heavy, musky odor came up 
from it. I dropped my bathrobe to the floor.

"My pussy is still hungry," Aunt Sandy said, spreading 
her legs even wider. "I think it still wants to play."

"I -- I don't think I can," I said. I still felt 
completely drained by our fuck in the shower. 

"There are other ways to play, not just with your cock," 
Aunt Sandy said. "Just watch me."

She put an index finger into her mouth. When she pulled 
it out, I could see it glistening wetly. I kept my eyes 
on that finger as she touched it to her nipples, slid it 
down her breast and across her stomach. 

Then she stroked the sides of her cunt, still slick from 
our fuck, and tangled the finger in the hairs of her fur 
patch. She raised her knees up and I could see her pussy 
open up before me while she slid the finger closer, 
closer, until it was at the very edge of her tunnel.

I looked up and Aunt Sandy was staring directly into my 
eyes. 

"Watch how I do this, David," she whispered, and I 
looked back down at her cunt. She began to slide the 
finger into her, rolling it around the edges of the 
hole, then sinking it in deeper and deeper. Soon she was 
bucking up at it. Her thumb spread apart the lips some 
more and started twiddling a little button-shaped fold 
of flesh -- her clit. She put a second finger inside her 
and pushed them in and out, fucking herself faster and 
faster.

Without thinking about it, I had crawled up onto the bed 
and I was only a few inches from her hot pussy when she 
called out.

"You do it, David! Put your finger in me! Fuck your 
auntie's pussy now, please!"

My hand jerked up automatically and I slid a couple of 
fingers inside her as Aunt Sandy slid hers out. I could 
feel the ring of muscles at the entrance to her tunnel 
grabbing greedily at me as I drove my fingers in and 
out. The odor was almost overpowering, but it wasn't 
bad; somehow, it made me even hornier.

"Now lick me, David," Aunt Sandy said.

I was shocked, I guess, but too horny to notice. It 
seemed only natural to lower my head and slide my tongue 
against her hot pussy, licking at the little clit 
button. Pretty soon I was gobbling away, pushing my 
tongue right into her cunt when my fingers slid out to 
caress her thighs or grab at her ass. And Aunt Sandy was 
humping back, mashing her pussy into my face.

"Yes, yes!" she was shouting, calling out my name over 
and over again. Then her bucking got even wilder and I 
could barely keep my tongue on her. Her thighs closed 
around me so tight I almost couldn't breathe. "Oh, fuck, 
yes!" Aunt Sandy screamed. "Yes, David, yes, I'm 
cumming, I'm cuuummmmmiiiinnnggg!"

In a minute her bucking slowed down and I was able to 
come up for air. I slid up on the bed to kiss her. When 
I held her to me, I was surprised to feel my cock hard 
again, pressing against her skin.

"Oh, David, someone else wants to play again," Aunt 
Sandy said, teasing me. She wiggled her body against 
mine. "Do you think we should?"

I didn't say anything. I just rolled over on top of her, 
my cock already pressing at the entrance of her cunt.

When I slid it into her, my aunt lifted her legs high, 
taking me even deeper than before. We started rutting 
like animals, pounding away at each other without saying 
a word, just grunting and groaning.

Aunt Sandy's body bounced and shook on the bed 
underneath me as I drove my cock into that hot, wet cunt 
over and over again. I wanted to split her wide open 
with my pile-driver, and at the same time I wanted to 
touch and lick every inch of her. Even though we were 
fresh from the shower, our bodies were already getting 
covered in sweat and my hands slipped all over my aunt, 
exploring every silky nook.

Finally I rose up above her, my cock still impaled in 
her slit, and Aunt Sandy brought her heels up and rested 
them on my shoulders, opening herself all the way. A few 
more minutes of frantic fucking and I came in a huge 
burst, driving my cum into her while Aunt Sandy erupted 
into her own orgasm, her arms slapping into the mattress 
as the sensations ripped through her.

It was the greatest moment of my life and I didn't want 
it to ever end, but my cock started to shrink and pretty 
soon it slipped out of my aunt's pussy. I lay down next 
to her, holding her close, nuzzling her smooth neck. "I 
love you, Aunt Sandy," I whispered as I drifted off to 
sleep.

***

I woke up the next morning still in her bed, having an 
incredible dream. But when I opened my eyes I saw that 
it wasn't a dream. Aunt Sandy, still naked, was kneeling 
at my side. Her full lips were sliding up and down my 
erect shaft, giving me an awesome blow-job.

When I shifted slightly, she pulled off me and looked 
up. "Good morning, sleepyhead," she said, her eyes 
bright and twinkling. "I thought this would get a rise 
out of you!"

I groaned at the joke, and then I groaned again as she 
put her mouth back onto my cock, this time sliding all 
the way down, pushing the head of my cock against the 
back of her throat. The sight of her lips pressed around 
the bottom of my dick was almost too much, and I came in 
just a few minutes.

Aunt Sandy swallowed my full load and then licked my 
cock clean like it was a lollipop.

"M-Mark and Willie will be home soon," I managed to 
sputter out. "We'd better get dressed."

"Are you sure we don't have time for a little more fun?" 
Aunt Sandy winked at me. "There are still a few tricks 
we haven't tried. Well, it'll have to be next time, I 
guess."

Next time! I can't find the right words to tell you how 
I felt, looking at that perfect body, knowing that my 
aunt would be with us all the time, eager to show me all 
the ways of sex. I pulled her to me and kissed her 
again, hard, holding her to me so that I wouldn't forget 
the press of her tits, the curve of her waist, the 
tickle of her pussy hairs.

From that day on, life around the house was never the 
same. Aunt Sandy and I explored every kind of sexual 
contact imaginable, in every room of the house. It 
didn't take long before Mark and Willie joined in, too -
- but that's a whole other story.

AUNT JILL

I was home on leave from the Navy and there was still a 
week left when my mother instructed me to visit Aunt 
Jill and Uncle Jim. Mother told me that because of some 
misunderstanding Aunt Jill and Uncle Jim are not on 
good terms. I might try to resolve the problem or 
otherwise report the situation back to her. My Uncle 
and Aunt lived in southern Virginia, so it was possible 
for me to see them for a few days before I had to check 
back in at the Norfolk, Virginia shipyard.

I didn't want to go unannounced so I dialed their 
number and waited till I heard a voice on the other 
end. 

"Hello?" the soft female voice said on the other end. 

"Hello? Jill?" I asked. 

"Yes, this is Jill. Who may I ask is calling?" 

"Hi Aunt Jill. This is Brad your nephew." 

"Well I'll be darned!" she exclaimed, surprised to hear 
from anybody back home. "How's the family?" 

"Uh, the family's fine." We continued to chitchat for a 
few minutes and then I made my move. "Aunt Jill, the 
reason I called is that I am going to be in your city 
tomorrow and I was wondering if you and Uncle Jim would 
mind if I came over and visit you for a couple of 
days?" 

"Why heavens sake Brad! You know I would be glad to see 
you." 

"Great!" I said. "I'll be over about 5 then." 

"Great! I'll make us a nice dinner and you can tell me 
all the gossip from home!" she chuckled. "And, I want 
to know ALL the juicy tidbits!"

It proved easy to find the home of Aunt Jill with the 
directions that I had been given by her. The house was 
a spacious Tudor style stone house with a large pool in 
the back. On reaching there I met my Uncle Jim first. 
He told me that my aunt was out shopping probably. As 
there was not much between us to talk about he 
straightaway told me. "I think your aunt Jill is 
fooling around on me!" 

There was more anger than hurt in his voice. Although I 
wouldn't condone Aunt Jill fooling around, I could 
understand why she would. You see, Jim was a 
controlling bastard to say the least. He was a good 
provider but he thought that other than making a living 
for his wife, he didn't see that he had any other 
responsibilities as a husband. 

"I think you're out of your mind Jim," I said 

"No, I'm not," he replied

"So what makes you so sure Jim?" I asked not really 
wanting to hear the answer. 

"It's not really anything in particular," he said. I 
could feel the tension in his voice as he spoke. "It's 
everything in general Brad!" 

"Everything in general?" I asked, expecting him to be 
more specific than that. 

"Yeah, everything! I'm out of town a lot, as you know. 
My job takes me everywhere. Here lately whenever I call 
the house, she doesn't answer the phone. She says that 
she is always somewhere in the house and she doesn't 
hear it but I think there is something going on with 
someone else!" 

"Yeah, I know that sounds odd Jim, but..." 

Jim cut me off. "And you know what a fine looking lady 
your aunt Jill is Brad! I just need to find out what's 
going on. If I can find out, then maybe I can get 
things back on track!" 

"But fucking around? I just can't imagine my Aunt Jill 
doing that to you!" 

"You're just prejudiced because she's your mom's 
sister! Well if you don't want to help me, then I'll 
find a private detective that will do it! I just didn't 
want a stranger to be sticking his nose into the 
family's business!" 

"Look. If it would make you feel any better, I'll check 
around and find out what I can," I finally relented. 
"But you've got to promise that you will never tell 
Jill or Mom."

"Thanks! You have my word of honor," he said. "I knew 
that I could count on you!"

As soon as we settled our discussions about my aunt she 
came home from shopping. On meeting her I immediately 
noticed her heavy makeup and her strong scent. In her 
mid 30's, my aunt was a stunning lady! Aunt Jill is 
about 5'4 with long shapely legs and with a perfect set 
of curvy hips. Her hair is dishwater blonde with light 
blonde highlights. She has a nice round ass and the 
nicest set of titties that a man would want to feel in 
his face! I never said it to her but I had always 
thought she had a body as fabulous as that of a star.

When she saw me she welcomed me warmly. She leaned up 
and hugged me as I, who am 6' 1" and about 90 kg, 
leaned down to hug her back. As I hugged her tight this 
was the first time I ever held my aunt and had a 
thought, which was something other than, pure. Her 
breasts pushed into my chest and I relished them being 
there, so soft and warm.

"How is my man?"

As she leaned back I coughed to clear my throat, 
apparently I was more nervous than I had initially 
thought I was. "I'm fine Aunt Jill, how are you?"

"You have always been handsome. Now with you getting 
older and adding all that muscle I bet girls go wild 
for you."

"Well if they do, they hide it real well," I said 
jokingly. Comedy has always been my escape when I'm 
nervous. 

"I find that impossible to believe, a fine looking 
young man like you should have them lining up to get a 
chance with you." She said with a playful squeeze of my 
thigh. I smiled like a fool but said nothing. With that 
she went away by telling me that she has to help her 
butler prepare a good dinner for me. In her absence all 
I thought was that my visit, that was supposed to be a 
routine visit, was becoming quiet interesting.

***

From next day I started the mission of finding the 
truth about my aunt like a spy. I started keeping a 
close eye on my aunt. I noticed that twice she walked 
around the house immodestly wearing just her bra and 
briefs. She went out to buy something once and I 
followed her there too but to my disappointment she 
really went to a shop and returned soon. But finally 
something happened that I was waiting for.

It was almost evening. While I sat in my room I heard a 
noise that sounded very much like sex. I became 
aroused. Sounds were coming from my aunt and uncle's 
room. I could tell that people were definitely fucking 
in there. If my aunt and her husband were fucking then 
it meant things between them were not as bad as they 
appear from outside. I was shocked to see who was 
fucking. My aunt was naked from the waist down and her 
shirt was pushed up so her tits hung free. She was 
holding on to the windowsill trying to watch out. The 
man fucking her was some guy from down the street.

He was one of those guys that spend their life in the 
gym. He had his shirt off and his shorts down to his 
ankles as he fucked my aunt. As he drove his cock up 
into my aunt her tits would shake and sway with the 
force of his thrusts. 

"God you are so easy," he gasped to my aunt. "I'm 
fucking you in your own house as you watch out for your 
husband. You're such a slut."

"I know honey. Just bang me like you used to. Use my 
married cunt."

"Oh I'll use it." He said as he thrust powerfully into 
my aunt's sloppy hole. 

"I'm not protected so don't cum inside of me," she told 
her lover.

"Forget about protection babe! You'll take what I give 
you. In fact I think I might just do that." He took on 
new energy. "Yea bitch. Ugh take it. Yea, take my cum 
right up the cunt, you fucking slut. I'm going to get 
you good and pregnant."

He fucked her hard. Her ass and tits shook with the 
force of his thrusts. He grabbed my mom by the hair and 
yanked her head back hard. "AHHH!!" she yelled in pain.

"You want my cum don't you bitch? Don't you? Fucking 
tells me." He growled in anger.

"YES!! Cum in me! Cum in my pussy!"

He fucked her hard until he deposited a load of cum 
onto her pussy. He held her tight to his groin after 
ejaculating. They could have seen me if they bothered 
to turn and look but they were too busy to note 
anything.

"Now clean my cock you slut." He said to aunt Jill. She 
quickly turned around and began to lick his cock clean. 
"Yea I knew you were a slut. I've seen you looking. 
That's right clean it all up nice and good." 

When he had enough he got dressed and left. 

I hide out of the way and watched my aunt dress after 
he had left. She didn't clean her pussy up at all. She 
just put her bathing suit bottoms back on and her 
shorts over them. When she was done she straightened 
her hair and tried to make it look like she didn't just 
get fucked.

By the time we met again at dinner I noticed she had 
changed into a nightgown that covered her from the neck 
to the floor. At dinner my uncle was present also so 
everything went just normally. 

It was in the after noon of next day that aunt Jill 
called me from my room and took me to sitting room.

"Brad, dear, I think it's time we had a little talk; 
could you get us a couple of beers from the fridge?"

"Sure, Aunt Jill." We settled down on the sitting room 
sofa. After downing half the can, she took my hand and 
placed it firmly on her mid-thigh, holding it there for 
emphasis. Were things going to get steamy at last? I 
thought.

"I've been noticing that you are looking at me... a 
bit... strangely, Brad. Is that possible, or is it my 
imagination?"

"It's just that you're a hell of an attractive woman, 
Aunt Betty." "I hope I'm not sounding too forward."

"I know what I am, I want a more straightforward 
answer."

"Okay, Uncle Jim has spoken to me about your 
involvement with other men, I refused to believe him 
but what I saw yesterday... made me realize how right 
he was."

'What did you saw?"

"Do you want me to narrate everything really?" I said 
and looked at her face. 

She took a long pause and then said, "You are my nephew 
you'll have to assure Jim about my loyalty."

"Anything for my favorite aunt!" was my attempt to be 
lighthearted, but I was getting all of a sudden very 
tense as I sensed the direction we were headed for.

I placed my hand on her thigh, but higher up. She 
responded by covering my hand with her own.

At this I almost was tempted to answer by taking her in 
my arms and kissing her, but I was still a little shy. 
Instead I meekly nodded, avoiding eye contact.

"The time is ripe for us to see how we respond to each 
other, as equal adults, Brad. You'd like that, wouldn't 
you, Brad."

"Oh god, yes, YES!"

"It has to done just right, making sure that neither 
one of us is disappointed, and that it's what we both 
truly are ready for."

"Uh, what are you driving at, Aunt Jill?"

She rose, went to the window, drew down the blind, and 
then gently turned the key in the door. On returning 
she came close to me and I took her in my arms. I 
couldn't believe I was doing this. I was really going 
to bone my lovely aunt!

We kissed with mouths open; she grasped my lower lip 
with both her lips, and then let me do the same for 
her. I kissed her nose, then licked her eyebrows, then 
licked just below and behind her ear, right and left. 
Hell, I didn't know what I was doing, but I sure was 
enthusiastic! I had kissed a few girls, but never a 
woman, and certainly never a woman as sexy and 
beautiful as my aunt. But as a matter of fact I wasn't 
kissing her, she was kissing me, and she knew how to 
kiss, all right.

"Oh Brad are you glad to be here with me?" Her question 
put an end to our passionate kissing. 

"Oh, it's wonderful being so close to you, Aunt Jill"

"Don't say anything now, Brad, just touch me."

I opened the buttons of her skirt and pulled it off. 
She was fully naked in my arms. I ran my hands across 
every inch of her body and kissed her neck and her 
tits. I did not give her a moment's chance to complain. 
I quickly took off my clothes and embraced her. I felt 
her wonderful smooth creamy body on my naked skin. Her 
tits rubbed against the hair on my chest. I felt her 
nipples harden.

I touched her between her legs. She was a little wet. I 
placed my finger over her clit. Touched her gently, 
rubbing, first gently and slowly, the harder and 
faster. She was groaning in pleasure and breathing 
quickly. I slid my finger gently inside her. She let 
out a loud moan of pleasure as she felt it penetrating 
her. I began to slide my finger quickly in and out of 
her snatch, moving my thumb down to toy with her clit. 
As I touched it, a shudder of ecstasy ran through her 
body. "Oh god... finger me..."

"Wait, I'm going to fuck you now."

"Oh please," She moved to the couch that was quiet wide 
and got onto her back, staring up at me. She spread her 
legs slowly, her hands lying limp at her sides. She was 
ready for me to fuck her. I grinned at her.

"Roll over, aunt Jill. I'm going to fuck you doggy-
style."

She looked surprised at first, but I could see a wave 
of lust rolling over her body. She nodded; her 
breathing was shallow and quick. I watched as she 
rolled onto her stomach and then got to her knees, 
spreading her legs and lifting her ass in the air. She 
propped herself up on both elbows, so that her tits 
dangled down nicely.

I got behind her, between her parted legs. I looked 
down at the shapely curve of her ass. Her cheeks were 
spread slightly with her thighs. Her asshole was 
exposed, and it looked pink and luscious. That would 
have to be next. I reached in between her legs and felt 
her slick, swollen cunt-lips.

Slowly I climbed between her parted knees and lifted 
her hips ever so slightly to guide her pussy down to my 
cock-head. Aunt Jill groaned loudly as she felt her 
cunt nearing my shaft. She willingly let me ease her 
body down. She pressed her ass against me, though, as 
she felt my cock beginning to penetrate her. I pressed 
my cock up to her hole, barely entering her. Her cunt 
felt good against my cock, and I could feel the head 
seething as I entered her. I worked the head into her 
cunt and she let out a scream of ecstasy. 

"OH GOD BRAD!" she screamed. She turned her head and 
stared right into my face with those big blue eyes. 
"Put it all in. Put your whole cock inside me. Promise 
me you'll put your whole shaft in there."
 
I nodded. "I will, aunt Jill. I will." 

With a big push of my hips I eased my cock into her. 
She felt the long shaft stretching her cunt, opening it 
up for the whole length. I held her hips tight, my 
thumbs pressing into her buttocks. I made sure that she 
was steady as I entered her. Aunt Jill let out a shriek 
as she felt my cock settling all the way into her. I 
know from all the girls I've fucked that my cock is 
bigger than most guys.

Her pussy lips gripped my long cock shaft with as much 
force as I could want. It seemed like her heartbeat 
massaged my cock as I slid it into her.

Grunting with pleasure and exertion, I began to drag my 
cock back out of her--just far enough to shove it in 
again!
 
"OH, Oh YEAH!" moaned aunt Jill as I rammed my cock 
into her tight cunt once more. 

She whimpered in ecstasy as I began boning her quickly, 
working my cock in and out of her cunt. She writhed and 
quivered with pleasure. She was amazing—she seemed to 
shudder with each thrust I gave her. She moaned and 
writhed and bit her lip as I shoved my cock into her. 
She was really turned on and hot for my shaft. Aunt 
Jill began to whimper every time my cock-head sank to 
its deepest point in her warm wetness. She groaned as I 
penetrated her again and again. I fucked her doggy-
style, holding on to her hips and her ass-cheeks as I 
boned my cock into her.

I watched her gorgeous ass bobbing up and down with the 
rhythm of my cock going into her. Her asshole looked 
tight and delicious. I knew before long that my aunt 
would ask me to enter that way and I'd gladly oblige, 
finally finding out what her asshole felt like from the 
inside. I groaned as I shoved my cock into her. She was 
going crazy, panting and shuddering with pleasure as I 
fucked her. My aunt looked back at me, her eyes wide 
and her lips parted, begging me to fuck her harder. I 
summoned up all my energy and started pounding my cock 
faster and faster into her snatch, but I knew that 
before long I was going to cum!

The thought struck me that I was boning my own aunt 
Jill doggy-style. I couldn't believe how kinky this 
was. That was something that could not be explained to 
either my mom or uncle Jim. "Oh god, Brad... Brad... oh 
god, that feels good!" She began working her cunt up 
and down in time with my cock, meeting every thrust of 
my hips with one of her own. "That's so good... fuck 
me... hard... deep... It's so good... Keep doing it... 
I'm going... OOOOAAHH..."
 
Aunt Jill groaned, as she got ready to cum. She was the 
most beautiful woman I knew, and here she was cumming 
while impaled on my long shaft. As a matter of fact, 
she was going to make me cum at about the same time she 
did. I was getting very close!
 
"Uh..." I groaned. "Jill... I'm gonna cum in your 
pussy."

"Do it," she whimpered. "Spurt into me. I want to feel 
it. Please, Brad. I need your cock."
 
"Oh god," I panted. "You're so good... your cunt..."

"Yes, baby, cum in my pussy. I want your cum. Spurt for 
me!"
 
I rammed by cock faster and faster into her pussy. She 
shoved her ass quickly up and down on my cock, impaling 
herself again and again on my long shaft. When she 
realized that I really was going to cum in her, she let 
out a moan and then began to quiver in delight. As I 
felt my cock throbbing and swelling with near-orgasm, 
her cunt contracted in rhythmic spasms of pleasure.
 
"Oh god, Brad... you're making me cum! I'm cumming... 
you're making your aunt cum. Make me cum. Fuck your 
aunt," she panted. I felt her shuddering in ecstasy, 
orgasm flooding her body quickly as she lifted her ass 
and thrust it down hard so that her cunt swallowed up 
my cock every time. I watched her going wild with her 
climax--she was mad for my cock! She slumped forward on 
the bed, letting her nephew fuck her rapidly and 
increase the intensity of her orgasm.
 
"I'm cumming... cumming... cumming... uh... uh... 
uh..." she panted rhythmically as she quivered in 
pleasure. Then, with hard thrusts into her cunt, I 
began to cum.
 
"Oh god," I panted. "I'm cumming inside your... your... 
pussy... it's good... good... yeah... fuck me!"
 
Her cunt felt so incredible around my cock. My prick 
jerked up and down in orgasm and I felt it spewing out 
a thick stream of jizz into her wet slit. She was 
whimpering and begging for more in pleasure as she felt 
me put it into her again and again. Aunt Jill was crazy 
with desire. Her whole body was quivering as I boned 
her. My cock seethed into her snatch rapidly as I 
spurted into her.
 
I could feel my cum dribbling out around my aunt's 
thick, lust-swollen pussy-lips. As the cum formed in 
droplets and ran down onto the couch Aunt Jill pressed 
her tits against it and stretched her arms out, 
prostrating herself so that she lay there passive and 
just took the thick streams of cum from my prick-head. 
When I was finished cumming, I slumped forward on her 
nude body and pressed my lips against her sweaty neck.

"Now tell me what you are gonna tell Jim?" Aunt Jill 
asked.

"That my aunt is an angel, that's what I'm gonna tell 
him," I replied with a grin.