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This actually took place in the early 1970's.
I was home from college during winter break while my sisters were visiting my grandparents out of state. My parents had let me know several months in advance of their planned trip to Puerto Rico. I recall that my father, more of an Archie Bunker type, had gone to the library to borrow some of those Berlitz Language records (you know, those black vinyl disks that produced sound from a needle on a device called a record player) so he could have a basic understanding of Spanish, or so he thought. Every evening after work, he played these records in his futile attempt to learn to understand and speak the native language.
It was my "job" to hold the fort, stay at the house to keep a watch on things that might but likely would not happen. I loaded up their luggage in my car and drove my parents to the airport. The entire process took about 90 minutes, round trip.
Arriving at my folk's house, I settled in. First, I checked out the refrigerator for food and the freezer too. I took a fast tour of the house just to verify what I already knew, where everything in a very broad stroke was. Yup, it was all there as it had been for years. I plopped down on the sofa, turned on the television to watch some mindless show.
The phone rings. Yes, my parents had a rotary dial landline.
"Hi Rick. It's Aunt Rachel."
Aunt Rachel is not my aunt, just a very close friend of my parents, a few years older in her late 40's. She was widowed with two sons, one of them the same age as my younger sibling.
"I am just checking to make sure everything is okay there, that there is nothing you need."
"Thanks, Aunt Rachel. You are great!!."
"Will you be going out later? Perhaps I can stop by and bring over dinner," she offered.
"Thanks. I will be staying in, perhaps ordering a pizza from Esposito's", I confessed.
"Great Rick. Have a fun evening."
And with that, we ended our call.
More mindless TV and I fell asleep on the sofa with a half eaten pizza on the coffee table.
The next morning, I got up, cleaned up my dinner and without showering I went to do my planned chore, wash and wax my car, vacuum out the inside, clean the windows, and then cut the grass. After putting away the tools, I went inside to shower about 2pm. The back door was open but my parent's neighborhood is quite safe so I didn't give it a thought. Hot water, shampoo, soap and the grass at my feet cascaded off of me.
I don't know why I bothered closing the bathroom door when nobody was home but I did. My parent's shower has translucent sliding glass doors that one can't see clearly through. However, when the bathroom door opened, I saw if very clearly Aunt Rachel standing there.
Let me say that I have never considered her physically attractive to me and never had any sex thoughts. She was Aunt Rachel.
"I thought I would check on you, to be sure you were okay."
Very oddly for me, I wasn't embarrassed and didn't try to hide myself.
"I'm really okay, a bit surprised to see you at this most revealing moment."
She didn't answer, just gazing at me with that kind of deeply, introspective look that I could barely make out through the shower doors.
"I'll be out in a minute, just finishing up here, rinsing off."
I turned off the water and in one very swift move, Aunt Rachel moved toward me grabbing a towel from the closet and opened the shower shower door.
Her gazed dropped immediately to my penis and then to my eyes to see my reaction.
I confess nervousness, that feeling in the pit of my stomach one gets when doing something very, very naughty. The naughtiness was yet to happen.
Aunt Rachel opened the towel and wrapped me from the front. The texture of the towel against my penis was very evident and surprisingly arousing. At that point, her gaze never varied from my eyes.
"You know Rick. It's been a very long time since I have, um, enjoyed the male physical touch. I hope that I have not offended you. And I pray that my actions will not become a problem for your parents, my friends."
And with that, she reached for my towel covered penis, to hold, and gently rolling her fingers.
I didn't know what to do. I didn't cringe or pull back but all I could do was stand there.
"Rick, do you like what I am doing?"
I could barely choke out a "Yes."
Aunt Rachel began stroking me, still through the towel but longer pulls on my growing cock.
As if by nature, I reached for her pussy hidden under her dress, fashionable for the 70's I guess. She didn't hesitate and moved closer so I didn't have to reach far. I didn't realize she had nothing on under her dress until I could feel her gobs of pubic hair through the thin but opaque fabric. It didn't take long until I could smell the musky fragrance of a quickly moist labia. My towel dropped as did my jaw.
What in the world was I doing !!??
There wasn't enough time to think about what was happening. All I could do was feel and respond and then react.
To that point, all I had done was eat some pussy, feel some breasts, got a couple of blow jobs to which I never came and jerked off A LOT.
Aunt Rachel was now stroking a bare penis which now was producing copious amounts of pre-cum. Now with her other hand, she was fondling, no, caressing, no, more...with my balls while pulling my cock skin over the head. I knew what I wanted now, to reciprocate. I needed to task her clit and vagina that to this point I could only smell. As if by instinct, She led me to my parent's bed.
Her dress literally fell off her. Aunt Rachel's breast were a bit saggy, with a flatness on the top. However, her nipples were already reaching out for my attention. She grabbed the back of my head and pulled my mouth to her darker areola. The smell of pussy and her nipples right there in my face, I was finding myself out of control. The more I sucked on each nipple, the longer they protruded.
Now, Aunt Rachel is moaning and gently bucking her hips. I didn't realize how hairy her pussy was. The hair went from her labia almost all the way to her navel, thick, brown, and decadently fragrant. I rolled my fingers in her thick moist hair, seeking that slit that would lead me to her clit and more wet while still sucking each nipple, going back and forth.
My fingers found her!! And it wasn't difficult since her inner lips protruded beyond her labia majora.
She pulled back a moment and pushed my head down to her womanhood, strongly fragrant, wonderfully intoxicating, with hair tangled in the lips and a couple telltale droplets of her excitement. I sampled her with my tongue. So naughty. This was one of my parent's best friends!! I sampled for just a moment as she turned to lay on the bed with legs spread wide apart..
Her labia were not large, almost flat which allowed her inner lips to protrude and with that, her vagina to open. I am on my stomach, penis against the sheets, dripping in anticipation of the gift I really want to deliver to her. As I put my mouth against her lips, my mouth filled with wet hair, a viscous moisture, and her clit. When my tongue reached for her vagina, her legs wrapped around the back of my head, locking me into place. .I inserted two, then three, then four fingers into her used vagina (she had two c***dren). Aunt Rachel began to hump harder, groans and grunted, and slimed my hand. My other hand never stopped groping her breasts.
Aunt Rachel was making all sorts of noise but nothing like the roar she made when she had her first orgasm. She grabbed my wrist and took entire hand it into vagina. I was so worried that I had hurt her but quickly recognized the hard pulses of her orgasm and the large amounts of juice as a sign all was well.
It took her a few moments to catch her breath all while still humping as I gently kissed her legs, pubis and labia.
Until this moment, we had never kissed.
I moved to lay next to Aunt Rachel and began humping and rubbing my penis against her. She rolled toward me, licking her juices from my lips and cheeks. Then, she put her tongue in my mouth. And I wanted to taste her mouth. Her mouth was wet and inviting. Her nipples were now poking my chest as she rolled toward me. Now, I could feel her wet pubic hair and inner lips sliding along the shaft of my cock. I was dripping non-stop.leaving a growing wet spot on my parent's sheets. For what seemed to be an eternity, Rachel's soaked pussy rubbed against my penis, soaking me, my pubic hair and drawing out more pre-cum to add to our pleasure.
She pushed my on my back and with a quick motion, she took my now hard and throbbing penis in her mouth, very gently sucking the head. Rachel continued to stroke my penis and rubbed my aching balls. As I thought I was about to cum, she would stop to kiss my legs and stomach. Then again, she would bring me to that edge and back off.
Then she did the unthinkable, for a nubile me at least. She got atop of me and took my swollen, dripping, wanting penis into her gaping vagina reverse cowboy, balls deep and then very slightly rocked. That sensation was beyond my belief, intense. Rachel warned me to relax and enjoy the ride as she stuck her middle finger in my ass as deep as she could reach while massaging my balls. She then gently moved her finger up and down while keeping my cock in her. I could see her wrinkled ass gently rocking, occasionally tilting to show me the hair that extended to her anus. She showed me again and again perhaps an inch of my penis that would always disappear into her smooth wetness. The wetness glistened in the afternoon light.
I could feel I was coming and knew there was no stopping it now. I shouted to Rachel that I was about to cum. She reminded me how wonderful I was making her feel as she increased the cadence of her humping and that of the finger in my butt rubbing my prostate. She must have cum just as I did because I could feel the throbbing of her vagina that just encouraged me to blow the largest load of semen I had ever produced as deep as a I could reach into her vagina. It was so intense that it actually hurt, but hurt wonderfully.
Remember, my folks were going away for a week. This was just day 1.
More to come.
I was home from college during winter break while my sisters were visiting my grandparents out of state. My parents had let me know several months in advance of their planned trip to Puerto Rico. I recall that my father, more of an Archie Bunker type, had gone to the library to borrow some of those Berlitz Language records (you know, those black vinyl disks that produced sound from a needle on a device called a record player) so he could have a basic understanding of Spanish, or so he thought. Every evening after work, he played these records in his futile attempt to learn to understand and speak the native language.
It was my "job" to hold the fort, stay at the house to keep a watch on things that might but likely would not happen. I loaded up their luggage in my car and drove my parents to the airport. The entire process took about 90 minutes, round trip.
Arriving at my folk's house, I settled in. First, I checked out the refrigerator for food and the freezer too. I took a fast tour of the house just to verify what I already knew, where everything in a very broad stroke was. Yup, it was all there as it had been for years. I plopped down on the sofa, turned on the television to watch some mindless show.
The phone rings. Yes, my parents had a rotary dial landline.
"Hi Rick. It's Aunt Rachel."
Aunt Rachel is not my aunt, just a very close friend of my parents, a few years older in her late 40's. She was widowed with two sons, one of them the same age as my younger sibling.
"I am just checking to make sure everything is okay there, that there is nothing you need."
"Thanks, Aunt Rachel. You are great!!."
"Will you be going out later? Perhaps I can stop by and bring over dinner," she offered.
"Thanks. I will be staying in, perhaps ordering a pizza from Esposito's", I confessed.
"Great Rick. Have a fun evening."
And with that, we ended our call.
More mindless TV and I fell asleep on the sofa with a half eaten pizza on the coffee table.
The next morning, I got up, cleaned up my dinner and without showering I went to do my planned chore, wash and wax my car, vacuum out the inside, clean the windows, and then cut the grass. After putting away the tools, I went inside to shower about 2pm. The back door was open but my parent's neighborhood is quite safe so I didn't give it a thought. Hot water, shampoo, soap and the grass at my feet cascaded off of me.
I don't know why I bothered closing the bathroom door when nobody was home but I did. My parent's shower has translucent sliding glass doors that one can't see clearly through. However, when the bathroom door opened, I saw if very clearly Aunt Rachel standing there.
Let me say that I have never considered her physically attractive to me and never had any sex thoughts. She was Aunt Rachel.
"I thought I would check on you, to be sure you were okay."
Very oddly for me, I wasn't embarrassed and didn't try to hide myself.
"I'm really okay, a bit surprised to see you at this most revealing moment."
She didn't answer, just gazing at me with that kind of deeply, introspective look that I could barely make out through the shower doors.
"I'll be out in a minute, just finishing up here, rinsing off."
I turned off the water and in one very swift move, Aunt Rachel moved toward me grabbing a towel from the closet and opened the shower shower door.
Her gazed dropped immediately to my penis and then to my eyes to see my reaction.
I confess nervousness, that feeling in the pit of my stomach one gets when doing something very, very naughty. The naughtiness was yet to happen.
Aunt Rachel opened the towel and wrapped me from the front. The texture of the towel against my penis was very evident and surprisingly arousing. At that point, her gaze never varied from my eyes.
"You know Rick. It's been a very long time since I have, um, enjoyed the male physical touch. I hope that I have not offended you. And I pray that my actions will not become a problem for your parents, my friends."
And with that, she reached for my towel covered penis, to hold, and gently rolling her fingers.
I didn't know what to do. I didn't cringe or pull back but all I could do was stand there.
"Rick, do you like what I am doing?"
I could barely choke out a "Yes."
Aunt Rachel began stroking me, still through the towel but longer pulls on my growing cock.
As if by nature, I reached for her pussy hidden under her dress, fashionable for the 70's I guess. She didn't hesitate and moved closer so I didn't have to reach far. I didn't realize she had nothing on under her dress until I could feel her gobs of pubic hair through the thin but opaque fabric. It didn't take long until I could smell the musky fragrance of a quickly moist labia. My towel dropped as did my jaw.
What in the world was I doing !!??
There wasn't enough time to think about what was happening. All I could do was feel and respond and then react.
To that point, all I had done was eat some pussy, feel some breasts, got a couple of blow jobs to which I never came and jerked off A LOT.
Aunt Rachel was now stroking a bare penis which now was producing copious amounts of pre-cum. Now with her other hand, she was fondling, no, caressing, no, more...with my balls while pulling my cock skin over the head. I knew what I wanted now, to reciprocate. I needed to task her clit and vagina that to this point I could only smell. As if by instinct, She led me to my parent's bed.
Her dress literally fell off her. Aunt Rachel's breast were a bit saggy, with a flatness on the top. However, her nipples were already reaching out for my attention. She grabbed the back of my head and pulled my mouth to her darker areola. The smell of pussy and her nipples right there in my face, I was finding myself out of control. The more I sucked on each nipple, the longer they protruded.
Now, Aunt Rachel is moaning and gently bucking her hips. I didn't realize how hairy her pussy was. The hair went from her labia almost all the way to her navel, thick, brown, and decadently fragrant. I rolled my fingers in her thick moist hair, seeking that slit that would lead me to her clit and more wet while still sucking each nipple, going back and forth.
My fingers found her!! And it wasn't difficult since her inner lips protruded beyond her labia majora.
She pulled back a moment and pushed my head down to her womanhood, strongly fragrant, wonderfully intoxicating, with hair tangled in the lips and a couple telltale droplets of her excitement. I sampled her with my tongue. So naughty. This was one of my parent's best friends!! I sampled for just a moment as she turned to lay on the bed with legs spread wide apart..
Her labia were not large, almost flat which allowed her inner lips to protrude and with that, her vagina to open. I am on my stomach, penis against the sheets, dripping in anticipation of the gift I really want to deliver to her. As I put my mouth against her lips, my mouth filled with wet hair, a viscous moisture, and her clit. When my tongue reached for her vagina, her legs wrapped around the back of my head, locking me into place. .I inserted two, then three, then four fingers into her used vagina (she had two c***dren). Aunt Rachel began to hump harder, groans and grunted, and slimed my hand. My other hand never stopped groping her breasts.
Aunt Rachel was making all sorts of noise but nothing like the roar she made when she had her first orgasm. She grabbed my wrist and took entire hand it into vagina. I was so worried that I had hurt her but quickly recognized the hard pulses of her orgasm and the large amounts of juice as a sign all was well.
It took her a few moments to catch her breath all while still humping as I gently kissed her legs, pubis and labia.
Until this moment, we had never kissed.
I moved to lay next to Aunt Rachel and began humping and rubbing my penis against her. She rolled toward me, licking her juices from my lips and cheeks. Then, she put her tongue in my mouth. And I wanted to taste her mouth. Her mouth was wet and inviting. Her nipples were now poking my chest as she rolled toward me. Now, I could feel her wet pubic hair and inner lips sliding along the shaft of my cock. I was dripping non-stop.leaving a growing wet spot on my parent's sheets. For what seemed to be an eternity, Rachel's soaked pussy rubbed against my penis, soaking me, my pubic hair and drawing out more pre-cum to add to our pleasure.
She pushed my on my back and with a quick motion, she took my now hard and throbbing penis in her mouth, very gently sucking the head. Rachel continued to stroke my penis and rubbed my aching balls. As I thought I was about to cum, she would stop to kiss my legs and stomach. Then again, she would bring me to that edge and back off.
Then she did the unthinkable, for a nubile me at least. She got atop of me and took my swollen, dripping, wanting penis into her gaping vagina reverse cowboy, balls deep and then very slightly rocked. That sensation was beyond my belief, intense. Rachel warned me to relax and enjoy the ride as she stuck her middle finger in my ass as deep as she could reach while massaging my balls. She then gently moved her finger up and down while keeping my cock in her. I could see her wrinkled ass gently rocking, occasionally tilting to show me the hair that extended to her anus. She showed me again and again perhaps an inch of my penis that would always disappear into her smooth wetness. The wetness glistened in the afternoon light.
I could feel I was coming and knew there was no stopping it now. I shouted to Rachel that I was about to cum. She reminded me how wonderful I was making her feel as she increased the cadence of her humping and that of the finger in my butt rubbing my prostate. She must have cum just as I did because I could feel the throbbing of her vagina that just encouraged me to blow the largest load of semen I had ever produced as deep as a I could reach into her vagina. It was so intense that it actually hurt, but hurt wonderfully.
Remember, my folks were going away for a week. This was just day 1.
More to come.
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