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A month passed, like a married couple, nightly after homework they had come to cuddle on the old sofa, occasionally screwing the bejabbers out of one another but usually watching Tv and fondling one another, as a prelude to bed, where the main bout took place, after which both sleeping like dormice in winter! It was then `T’ received a letter from her old school-friend `H’ not that they usually kept closely in touch but `H’ was back in the UK from an assignment in the colonies, Queensland to be exact, and she had popped in a photo of herself.dressed and attractive, hair sandy red
about his mums age, attractive and for him perfect `T’ showed our Rodney, however she was a bit reluctant to show him the
other one, which she prized from the back of the first, it was probably sent in error, though his persisting got him to see eventually Taken in the room at some outback station and signed on the back `with
thanks Big Terry’ it showed her clothed ...just.. in her underclothes and , it also showed her tattoo up over the right breast, of a bluebird n flight
Now this got Rodney`s attention especially the bird tattoo on the chest, his comment of nice tits, got her laughing, and she said, “No doubt she has been furthering community relations out in the back of no-where, she used to go like a train as a girl in college, she even had the school porter that one, no man was safe nor was I so I am loath to take you to visit her!” while she had been talking he had read the letter, then he announced, “you will have troubles doing that she`s invited herself to stay , she will be here on Saturday, and her telephone numbers here too, but only she says, for if we can`t do it!”
Laughing his mother said, then perhaps I had best shut you away in your room for the duration, or she will want a go at you, especially if I was to tell her about your `ram it in till I go u*********s’ exploit!” the lad said “but you promised mum, you said nothing must be said outside this house…!” she grinned and said, “but it won`t be will it, she`s coming here…!”
His mouth fell open, then he stammered, “Would you really let me have aunty H mum… really…?” his mother grinned, “I suspect it would be a case of her having you, if I know her, so let`s just wait and see…
Over the next few days, they made up a bed in the spare room and waited for his `aunts’ arrival. It was mid-afternoon on the Saturday when the taxi drew up, they were soon out to meet it both fully clothed of course. His mother`s friend who he always called aunty, stepped from the motor, and, tipping the driver handsomely as he dumped two large suitcases on the pavement, before kissing `T’ lavishly. Waving Rodney to the cases, like a hotel porter, and going indoors leaving him to bring in her baggage. So out of touch was she, she had decided this strapping lad was here doing the garden or whatever, and that young Rodney was playing indoors having been just 6 when she last saw him. So, it came as a shock when he addressed her as, “Aunty H!” She gushed that he had grown so much and that she was, “so sorry she hadn’t recognised such a hansom lad,” and that she had “taken it you were the pool boy,” as dozy aunts do.
He managed, Just, to drag the cases to her room. Her arriving just as he dumped the second one, muttering, “had she brought back half the Australian gold deposits in it,” had her laughing… she had him sit on the side of her bed while she took off her hat and jacket, and this he did, she asking how old he was now, and had he a girlfriend yet, he told her his age and said, “he was going with someone… but it was a secret who.” To which she grinned, and said, “Oh, I`ve missed out then have I” in a jokey type of way. To which he grinned and retorted, “Who knows, I might squeeze you in aunty!” Her grin widened and she told him he was a cheeky young man! Then she kissed him as aunties do and downstairs they went.
Over tea and sandwiches the two women caught up, that second photo was an error, it had been taken by Big Terry it seems who had been a sheep sheerer she had met in some way out place where she was working for our government something to do about sheep quotas, or something like that, it may even have been for the woollen market, but our young man realy didn’t notice his eyes were fixed on that bird, jogging about under her thin shirt. she noticed but said nothing for a while, then it having become obvious that his gaze had become …well… fixed on the bird, so much that laughing she said, “it’s a bluebird, I had it done on my travels, and if you’re a lucky lad your mum might let you see a closer picture of it, before she returns it!”
His reply that, “she already had and her tits were stunning,” which had her a bit set back. Though, to regain the upper hand, she thanked him but asked, “where such a lad as you had seen enough tits to know good from bad!” blushing he said, “well aunt, I am no great judge, and have only knowledge of a very limited range, but I just liked what I had seen!” which had both women laughing.
“Would you like to see them in close up?” she asked, looking at T for permission, which was given in a still laughing nod, T enjoying the verbal games, H slipped him another picture from her handbag to his great pleasure it must be said her in black matching undies which in his opinion enhanced her body, though there was little he could criticize.
She sat opposite his mother, both smiling and neither in the least phased by his gaze being fixed on his aunts tattoo, his mother in the end sending him off to bathe as she wished to chat to his “Aunty!” This reluctantly he did, knowing it was best to withdraw, her call as he mounted the stair of “And no using yourself while you`re in there my lad, you may need that energy later!” Which had him grinning ear to ear.
It was well over an hour when they called him downstairs, what had been said only they know, but it must have been an interesting conversation, as on his return he saw his mothers lipstick was smudged, her hair dishevelled as was his aunts, as she was sat, dressed once again and looking a little flushed.
“erm, ( he hated sentences by his mother that started with `erm’ it meant she was a little embarrassed or bewildered) Erm… your aunts er…going to stay… for probably about a month son, just till she`s called, as she`s between assignments, however I have enlightened her in a broad way as to our `arrangement’ and she has agreed to not say anything outside the house, but wants to include you in her… well in our games,… so I said I would ask you if you minded, you being my master in all things sexual nowadays!” for mother that was a speech, and he quickly clicked on about the takeover so he agreed to her involvement, but he asked about their history, which had mother blushing heavily and glancing at H as if she was very embarrassed. So, it was his `aunt’ that answered.
“As you will have guessed, we were lovers at school, oh and it developed till I was her mistress, your mother just loved and I suspect still loves being controlled, dominated, used, chastised call it what you like…we did it all, but it was difficult at school, she even begged me to whip her, but we did not have a whip back then, so a belt had to suffice… didn’t it babe?” T dutifully nodded, looking suitably coy, H continued, “And what did you want more than anything else?” in a rather timid voice T answered, “to be used till I was u*********s!”
H smiled then said, “And did we ever achieve that?” another timid “No miss, not at school!”
There was a long pause, then she asked scornfully, “And did you ever manage it with a man then. That cretin you married perhaps!” again, that timorous voice answered, “No miss never with him, or under chastisement but I have just once achieved my aim,” H looked shocked, muttered “Dam, “and then spat in a voice full of venom, “who with then…?”. His mother glanced meaningfully at her son and began to say something, but H realised, and rounded on him saying, “you…but your nout but a lad, so how in the name of god did you ever manage that? He explained the whole thing, with the simple phrase, “I just fucked her to a standstill…!” then to her horror said, “and she is now my lover, and I am her sexual master so I say when and who uses her, so you may need to remember that please, you are not back at your school now!”
H stood gobsmacked, not only had the lad, this `boy’ managed something she had tried and failed with her best belt to do way back at school, he had spoken to her in a way even big Terry had been frightened to do!
He smiled disarmingly, ”I will be honoured to share her with you, but only if she,(he indicated his mother with a jerk of his thumb) if she wants it, and we, that’s you and I, come to an arrangement about you teaching me and letting me have your body in payment for your lodgings, shall we say at least twice a week till you go off wherever!” To say she was open mouthed and amazed, would be a gross understatement, but she found herself liking the whole idea and saying “that young sir is a most acceptable deal”
a new chapter had opened.
Even his mother seemed to like the idea. She was also proud of her son for speaking up for himself and of course her, a lot of lads would have been cowed by H and her manner, even though, in reality she was in fact going to be sexual abused by to two masters a thought that grabbed her imagination.
Her school-friend she knew had always wanted to do more to her, but privacy at school had been a problem, even in the convent boarding school they were at, which was very strict and where nuns caned girls at the drop of a hat, it would have been taboo to have been found as a pupil, belt in hand for a sexual reason!
And what off her son… well… H would be gone again in about a month, if H had anything to do with things and knowing his attitude, he would have learnt a lot by then and would be her own permanent and strict master in all things sexual. She thought the whole idea delicious, and as she had since school always had these masochistic tendencies it had her wet at the very thought as she awaited their first instructions.
It was H who kicked things off, “Right Miss, first you can tell me of his managing to do what I so wished to do myself, then you can tell me of your normal weekend games!”
T, red of face, explained that, “Rodney had seen porn films, well one anyway, at a friend`s home, and though it showed folk fucking, he had not seen the end, having been disturbed by his friend`s father coming home… so… consequently not having seen the climax, he didn’t know when to stop!
Then of course, when he had had me for that first time…well he came three times in a row, and he would have carried on too, if I hadn’t gone u*********s just from the massive and continuous climaxes!” H looked impressed, turned to the lad and said, “congratulations, I had planned to whip your mother to that same conclusion but never mind, that can wait, what`s your normal dress code indoors?”
Grinning he answered “naked, the clothes are only for your benefit,” then he smiled his best angelic schoolboy smile and added, “we didn’t want to embarrass you, as my mummy said you were her oldest friend…” H appreciated his sense of humour and said, “and do you want to carry on the naked tradition or are you shy, I am always happy to comply with native traditions!” they sat laughing at that as without a word he began to undo his shirt with a very broad grin!
The next few moments had the home team naked, then, naturally his aunt had his full attention, her being the new arrival she stripped slowly, T watching and being transported back a few years as her friend shed her skirt and shirt once again.
Rodney noticed she was now dressed in virginal white underclothing. She unveiled her tits, only the second pair he had ever seen in reality, and which to his great joy were a lot more peart, in contrast to his mother`s more droopy pair, but of course still being a single woman and not having borne a c***d probably had something to do with that, he was mesmerised, and she knew it.
He couldn’t take his eyes of the woman, she who`s own gaze was fixed on his own tool, as she wondered how such an undeveloped young thing had fetched her friend to such a climax as to have sent her u*********s, she knew she was going to need to find out and soon!
A month passed, like a married couple, nightly after homework they had come to cuddle on the old sofa, occasionally screwing the bejabbers out of one another but usually watching Tv and fondling one another, as a prelude to bed, where the main bout took place, after which both sleeping like dormice in winter! It was then `T’ received a letter from her old school-friend `H’ not that they usually kept closely in touch but `H’ was back in the UK from an assignment in the colonies, Queensland to be exact, and she had popped in a photo of herself.dressed and attractive, hair sandy red
about his mums age, attractive and for him perfect `T’ showed our Rodney, however she was a bit reluctant to show him the
other one, which she prized from the back of the first, it was probably sent in error, though his persisting got him to see eventually Taken in the room at some outback station and signed on the back `with
thanks Big Terry’ it showed her clothed ...just.. in her underclothes and , it also showed her tattoo up over the right breast, of a bluebird n flight
Now this got Rodney`s attention especially the bird tattoo on the chest, his comment of nice tits, got her laughing, and she said, “No doubt she has been furthering community relations out in the back of no-where, she used to go like a train as a girl in college, she even had the school porter that one, no man was safe nor was I so I am loath to take you to visit her!” while she had been talking he had read the letter, then he announced, “you will have troubles doing that she`s invited herself to stay , she will be here on Saturday, and her telephone numbers here too, but only she says, for if we can`t do it!”
Laughing his mother said, then perhaps I had best shut you away in your room for the duration, or she will want a go at you, especially if I was to tell her about your `ram it in till I go u*********s’ exploit!” the lad said “but you promised mum, you said nothing must be said outside this house…!” she grinned and said, “but it won`t be will it, she`s coming here…!”
His mouth fell open, then he stammered, “Would you really let me have aunty H mum… really…?” his mother grinned, “I suspect it would be a case of her having you, if I know her, so let`s just wait and see…
Over the next few days, they made up a bed in the spare room and waited for his `aunts’ arrival. It was mid-afternoon on the Saturday when the taxi drew up, they were soon out to meet it both fully clothed of course. His mother`s friend who he always called aunty, stepped from the motor, and, tipping the driver handsomely as he dumped two large suitcases on the pavement, before kissing `T’ lavishly. Waving Rodney to the cases, like a hotel porter, and going indoors leaving him to bring in her baggage. So out of touch was she, she had decided this strapping lad was here doing the garden or whatever, and that young Rodney was playing indoors having been just 6 when she last saw him. So, it came as a shock when he addressed her as, “Aunty H!” She gushed that he had grown so much and that she was, “so sorry she hadn’t recognised such a hansom lad,” and that she had “taken it you were the pool boy,” as dozy aunts do.
He managed, Just, to drag the cases to her room. Her arriving just as he dumped the second one, muttering, “had she brought back half the Australian gold deposits in it,” had her laughing… she had him sit on the side of her bed while she took off her hat and jacket, and this he did, she asking how old he was now, and had he a girlfriend yet, he told her his age and said, “he was going with someone… but it was a secret who.” To which she grinned, and said, “Oh, I`ve missed out then have I” in a jokey type of way. To which he grinned and retorted, “Who knows, I might squeeze you in aunty!” Her grin widened and she told him he was a cheeky young man! Then she kissed him as aunties do and downstairs they went.
Over tea and sandwiches the two women caught up, that second photo was an error, it had been taken by Big Terry it seems who had been a sheep sheerer she had met in some way out place where she was working for our government something to do about sheep quotas, or something like that, it may even have been for the woollen market, but our young man realy didn’t notice his eyes were fixed on that bird, jogging about under her thin shirt. she noticed but said nothing for a while, then it having become obvious that his gaze had become …well… fixed on the bird, so much that laughing she said, “it’s a bluebird, I had it done on my travels, and if you’re a lucky lad your mum might let you see a closer picture of it, before she returns it!”
His reply that, “she already had and her tits were stunning,” which had her a bit set back. Though, to regain the upper hand, she thanked him but asked, “where such a lad as you had seen enough tits to know good from bad!” blushing he said, “well aunt, I am no great judge, and have only knowledge of a very limited range, but I just liked what I had seen!” which had both women laughing.
“Would you like to see them in close up?” she asked, looking at T for permission, which was given in a still laughing nod, T enjoying the verbal games, H slipped him another picture from her handbag to his great pleasure it must be said her in black matching undies which in his opinion enhanced her body, though there was little he could criticize.
She sat opposite his mother, both smiling and neither in the least phased by his gaze being fixed on his aunts tattoo, his mother in the end sending him off to bathe as she wished to chat to his “Aunty!” This reluctantly he did, knowing it was best to withdraw, her call as he mounted the stair of “And no using yourself while you`re in there my lad, you may need that energy later!” Which had him grinning ear to ear.
It was well over an hour when they called him downstairs, what had been said only they know, but it must have been an interesting conversation, as on his return he saw his mothers lipstick was smudged, her hair dishevelled as was his aunts, as she was sat, dressed once again and looking a little flushed.
“erm, ( he hated sentences by his mother that started with `erm’ it meant she was a little embarrassed or bewildered) Erm… your aunts er…going to stay… for probably about a month son, just till she`s called, as she`s between assignments, however I have enlightened her in a broad way as to our `arrangement’ and she has agreed to not say anything outside the house, but wants to include you in her… well in our games,… so I said I would ask you if you minded, you being my master in all things sexual nowadays!” for mother that was a speech, and he quickly clicked on about the takeover so he agreed to her involvement, but he asked about their history, which had mother blushing heavily and glancing at H as if she was very embarrassed. So, it was his `aunt’ that answered.
“As you will have guessed, we were lovers at school, oh and it developed till I was her mistress, your mother just loved and I suspect still loves being controlled, dominated, used, chastised call it what you like…we did it all, but it was difficult at school, she even begged me to whip her, but we did not have a whip back then, so a belt had to suffice… didn’t it babe?” T dutifully nodded, looking suitably coy, H continued, “And what did you want more than anything else?” in a rather timid voice T answered, “to be used till I was u*********s!”
H smiled then said, “And did we ever achieve that?” another timid “No miss, not at school!”
There was a long pause, then she asked scornfully, “And did you ever manage it with a man then. That cretin you married perhaps!” again, that timorous voice answered, “No miss never with him, or under chastisement but I have just once achieved my aim,” H looked shocked, muttered “Dam, “and then spat in a voice full of venom, “who with then…?”. His mother glanced meaningfully at her son and began to say something, but H realised, and rounded on him saying, “you…but your nout but a lad, so how in the name of god did you ever manage that? He explained the whole thing, with the simple phrase, “I just fucked her to a standstill…!” then to her horror said, “and she is now my lover, and I am her sexual master so I say when and who uses her, so you may need to remember that please, you are not back at your school now!”
H stood gobsmacked, not only had the lad, this `boy’ managed something she had tried and failed with her best belt to do way back at school, he had spoken to her in a way even big Terry had been frightened to do!
He smiled disarmingly, ”I will be honoured to share her with you, but only if she,(he indicated his mother with a jerk of his thumb) if she wants it, and we, that’s you and I, come to an arrangement about you teaching me and letting me have your body in payment for your lodgings, shall we say at least twice a week till you go off wherever!” To say she was open mouthed and amazed, would be a gross understatement, but she found herself liking the whole idea and saying “that young sir is a most acceptable deal”
a new chapter had opened.
Even his mother seemed to like the idea. She was also proud of her son for speaking up for himself and of course her, a lot of lads would have been cowed by H and her manner, even though, in reality she was in fact going to be sexual abused by to two masters a thought that grabbed her imagination.
Her school-friend she knew had always wanted to do more to her, but privacy at school had been a problem, even in the convent boarding school they were at, which was very strict and where nuns caned girls at the drop of a hat, it would have been taboo to have been found as a pupil, belt in hand for a sexual reason!
And what off her son… well… H would be gone again in about a month, if H had anything to do with things and knowing his attitude, he would have learnt a lot by then and would be her own permanent and strict master in all things sexual. She thought the whole idea delicious, and as she had since school always had these masochistic tendencies it had her wet at the very thought as she awaited their first instructions.
It was H who kicked things off, “Right Miss, first you can tell me of his managing to do what I so wished to do myself, then you can tell me of your normal weekend games!”
T, red of face, explained that, “Rodney had seen porn films, well one anyway, at a friend`s home, and though it showed folk fucking, he had not seen the end, having been disturbed by his friend`s father coming home… so… consequently not having seen the climax, he didn’t know when to stop!
Then of course, when he had had me for that first time…well he came three times in a row, and he would have carried on too, if I hadn’t gone u*********s just from the massive and continuous climaxes!” H looked impressed, turned to the lad and said, “congratulations, I had planned to whip your mother to that same conclusion but never mind, that can wait, what`s your normal dress code indoors?”
Grinning he answered “naked, the clothes are only for your benefit,” then he smiled his best angelic schoolboy smile and added, “we didn’t want to embarrass you, as my mummy said you were her oldest friend…” H appreciated his sense of humour and said, “and do you want to carry on the naked tradition or are you shy, I am always happy to comply with native traditions!” they sat laughing at that as without a word he began to undo his shirt with a very broad grin!
The next few moments had the home team naked, then, naturally his aunt had his full attention, her being the new arrival she stripped slowly, T watching and being transported back a few years as her friend shed her skirt and shirt once again.
Rodney noticed she was now dressed in virginal white underclothing. She unveiled her tits, only the second pair he had ever seen in reality, and which to his great joy were a lot more peart, in contrast to his mother`s more droopy pair, but of course still being a single woman and not having borne a c***d probably had something to do with that, he was mesmerised, and she knew it.
He couldn’t take his eyes of the woman, she who`s own gaze was fixed on his own tool, as she wondered how such an undeveloped young thing had fetched her friend to such a climax as to have sent her u*********s, she knew she was going to need to find out and soon!
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