Aunt May
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I once got spanked by my aunt. I remember it well. I was fifteen and spent the entire summer at the shore with my aunt, uncle and their three year old daughter. That's why I was there, to give them a break once in a while. I babysat little Alice whenever they went out. I spent the whole day at the beach screwing around and babysat three or four nights a week so they could go out. I met a lot of great looking chicks that summer.
I screwed up bad during July. I was more interested in the girl's I was meeting than my 'job'. While I was making out with a new friend one night the baby fell out of the crib and broke her leg. The whole night was a mess. Trying to get a hold of my Aunt May and Uncle Ray. The ride to the hospital. The screaming and crying.
Around midnight my aunt and I left with my friend Pat, leaving Uncle Ray to spend the night with little Alice.
After we dropped off my friend Pat, the door to the car no sooner closed than my Aunt May started lecturing about my responsibilities and my failure to achieve them.
Knowing that I had screwed up royally I kept my mouth shut the entire ride home. When we arrived and entered the cottage I thought she would leave me alone, but Aunt May kept on me hard. I apologized several times and finally walked away from her and went to my room and closed the door.
The door was closed for less than ten seconds when Aunt May threw it opened and said. "You're not getting off that easy. I'm going to beat you until you understand what you've done." She grabbed me by the shirt-sleeve and threw me across the room. I landed against the wall not knowing what to do. My Aunt was a slim lady much shorter that myself but I knew fighting her off would be more trouble in the end than playing a passive role.
She told me to drop my jeans because she was going to punish me. I did as she said trying to pacify her. I took my jeans off and stood in front of her in my tee shirt and jockey shorts. She leaned over, sweat covering her forehead, and slipped my belt from the loops of my jeans. She stood in from of me and said. "I'm going to teach you responsibility, young man."
She was perspiring badly by now. Her white silk blouse was glued to her upper torso. I could see the image of her bra showing through the saturated material. Looking straight at me she unbuttoned her blouse, removed it, wiped the beads of perspiration from her upper torso with it, then threw the crumpled blouse on the floor.
She was standing there, in her tight jeans, half naked above the waist, holding my belt and looking me in the eyes. Her bra covered, but didn't cover, her breasts and as I stared at them I could feel my cock twitching and growing in response. By the time she told me to remove my underwear for a good spanking I had a full hard on.
I was horny enough that I felt no shame dropping my shorts and exposing a raging erection. I could not tell if Aunt May even noticed that I had six inches hard teen age cock standing at attention between my legs. She told me to bend over and grab my ankles, which I did.
She began spanking my bare bottom with my own belt. It hurt and felt good at the same time. The harder she hit my ass with that belt the harder my cock became. When she stopped I stood up with my prick, standing at full attention, dripping clear juice heavily from the pee hole. She stared directly at my hard cock and quickly brought the belt down on it's head. The pain was intense but surprisingly did nothing to relieve the aching hard on I had. Without thinking of the consequences I grabbed Aunt May's hand and relieved her of the belt with my left hand, and with the right I grasped one of her bra covered tits and squeezed it gently. I put my hot lips against her soft and protesting mouth. She attempted to pull away but I held her tightly after a minute she returned the kiss and, at the same time, cupped one of my naked buns in her small right hand.
I pushed her down to her knees so that she was eye level with my blood engorged cock. Using one hand to rub my prick across Aunt May's face I grabbed her hair tightly with my other hand and said. "Your turn to be embarrassed Auntie May." Holding her head tightly with one hand I used my other hand, gripped tightly around my cock, to force myself into her mouth. She tried to pull away but without much force as if she wanted what I was offering.
I stood there with my aunt kneeling in front of me with all of my hard prick jammed into her mouth, enjoying the feeling of power. I fed her my cock, stroke after stroke, without a protest from her. The warmth and wetness of her mouth pushing me close to a climax. I didn't want to cum just yet so I stopped thrusting myself into her hot mouth and ordered her to her feet and to my surprise she obeyed immediately, without the slightest hesitation.
She was no longer in charge and she knew it. I reached behind her and undid her bra. She blushed crimson as her bra slid from her sweaty torso and fell to the floor, uncovering her small ripe breasts. I caressed her naked tits with both my hands, concentrating on the hard nipples and told her. "You're thirty years old but you are going to kneel in front of your fifteen year old nephew and suck his cock for as long as he wants."
"Yes." was all she said. I commanded her again and watched carefully as she took off her pants and pulled down her panties. When she was standing naked in front of me I fondled her softly all over with absolutely no resistance from her, finally slipping one finger through her thick pubic hair to her love nest finding her slit moist with her juices.
Then I told her. "Get on your knees and blow me." She kneeled in front of me immediately, saying for the second time a quiet "Yes." She grabbed my cock in one hand and brought it to her lips. "Fuck my mouth!" she said. I pushed my cock in her mouth until it would go no further, then pulled it out very slowly. I did this several times before Aunt May grabbed me tightly by my the ass and forced my cock in and out of her mouth rapidly.
As my cream spurted wildly from my prick into her hot mouth I yelled. "Oh yes, suck that fuckin' cream out. Eat my juice bitch. Swallow it all."
She remained kneeling with my softening cock still in her mouth. "From now on Auntie May, when my cock needs relief you will suck me off." As she looked up at me I could see her hot mouth still encompassing my softening prick.
She pulled her mouth off of my cock reluctantly and said "Yes, I know."
I found out later that in the eight years they were married my aunt had never sucked on my uncle's cock. He thought it was perverted and would not even discuss it. I had found out by accident that Aunt May had strong submissive tendencies that no one had ever explored. Throughout the rest of the summer I took advantage of the situation when ever I was alone with her. Can you imagine the power I felt at fifteen having a good looking woman, twice my age, under my control? She would do anything I asked except let me fuck her. She and my uncle were trying to have another baby at the time.
At my insistence we slept together that night. Aunt May woke me early the next morning so we could go and pick up Alice and Uncle Ray. She was already showered and dressed in a prim summery dress. I was still naked under the sheet and had my usual morning erection. Last night was like a dream that I didn't know how to get back to. She was acting like my aunt again and I wasn't sure how much control I had left. As she was asking me what I wanted for breakfast I threw back the sheets and sat up on the edge of the bed. My cock was at full attention and I was a little embarrassed sitting there naked with my fully dressed aunt in the room. When she stopped speaking in mid sentence and looked directly between my legs I knew I was still in control.
I stroked myself lightly and said. "Come here and have your breakfast." She stayed where she was and told me we didn't have time for that. Continuing to stroke my cock I told her. "Get over here and suck my pecker." With only a slight hesitation she walked over to me and kneeled between my outstretched legs. Somehow it excited me even more with her kneeling there still fully clothed. She pushed my hand off my cock and bent her head and kissed the head of my prick softly. She gripped my erection lightly in one hand and began licking me.
I began speaking to her softly as she stroked and licked my hard teenage cock. "That's nice. Put it in your mouth now so I can shoot a big load down your throat." She put just the head of my slippery cock in her wet mouth and stroked it faster with her hand. "That feels good." I said as I watched her sucking and stroking it. She was making low moaning noises obviously enjoying what she was doing. " My ass is still sore from last night. At the first opportunity I'm going to put you on the receiving end of my belt."
She stopped sucking long enough to say "Yes, I deserve to be spanked." I knew we didn't have time that morning for everything I wanted to do, but as she began sucking me again, I told her how I was going to raise her skirt and lower her panties to prepare her for a good bare ass spanking. Her moans were getting louder and I realized that she enjoyed her submissive role so much that she was having an orgasm without being even being touched. At that point my cock exploded in Aunt May's mouth. She continued to stroke and suck my cock until she nursed every drop of cum from it.
It was four days before we had the cottage to ourselves again. About fifteen minutes after my uncle left the house with Alice, Aunt May came into my room wearing the same light blue summer dress she had worn that first morning. She must have been extremely horny because the first words out of her mouth were. "I've been a bad girl. I want you to spank my bottom good so that I'll know what to expect when I don't obey you." I was immediately hard.
I let her set the scene but at that point I had full control again. I told her "Come over here." I sat on the edge of my bed and as she slowly walked over to me I asked. "Have you ever been spanked before young lady? And no lies."
"Yes, only once." she said softly her eyes staring at the floor.
"Tell me about it. I want all of the details." and she did. When she was thirteen she had played hooky from school and been caught. After dinner that evening her father ordered her to her room to wait for him. She had gone to her room not suspecting anything other than a harsh scolding because her father had never hit her before. It was spring and she had been dressed in shorts and light weight blouse. As soon as her father entered the room he told her to remove her shorts because he was going to spank her. He lectured her about playing hooky while she stood in front of him in her blouse and white underpants. When he was done lecturing he sat at her desk chair and told her to lie across his lap. He used his hand on her pantied bottom. It was then that she first realized her submissiveness. As he repeatedly slapped her bottom she had her first orgasm. Although her father never said anything she felt that he knew and because of that never spanked her again.
Her face was flushed and her eyes still looked at the floor as she ended her story. "Raise your skirt May." I told her. I watched intently as the shimmering blue material rose upwards exposing her shapely thighs. She stopped raising her skirt at waist level. She was wearing pale yellow bikini panties that contrasted beautifully with her darkly tanned legs. I slowly pulled her pants down until her rich brown bush was fully uncovered. Neither of us said a word as I pulled her down and across my lap positioning her bare bottom where I could get at it easily. I rubbed my hand across the cheeks of her ass several times before I started.
As my hand repeatedly beat on her bare bottom she squirmed and moaned in my lap. when I stopped hitting her she was crying softly. She rolled off my lap and kneeled in front of me hurriedly unzipping the fly of my jeans. I was already getting used to her kneeling blow jobs and took itfor granted. I lie back as she pulled my dripping prick out of my pants.
She sucked hungrily on my tool and it was only a minute before I could feel my release building up. "Take it out of your mouth. I want to shoot in your face." I commanded. She quickly obeyed and as she stroked me to a climax I watched as the semen spurted from my cock and onto her face in several hard convulsions.
She had several globs of my sperm scattered across her face just starting to drip. Her pointed pink tongue slowly emerged from her mouth, reaching to her upper lip licking as much of my juice as she could reach. My orgasm had not softened my cock at all. I held my prick lightly in my hand and used it to paint May's face with the cum that remained on her face. She remained kneeling between my legs, my cock juice making her face glisten, smiling up at me.
I stood quickly, grabbing her short brown hair with both my hands. "Open up", was all I said as I commenced to fuck her mouth. She tried to pull away when my rapid hip movements pushed my cock further into her throat than she wanted but I held her head tightly by the hair. For a second time in only minutes my cock exploded, this time deep in Aunt May's throat. She gagged a little but managed to swallow my load without losing any of it.
I sat back on the bed exhausted. Aunt May was pulling her yellow panties back up. She was no longer smiling. "You scare me sometimes Billy. You have some very sadistic tendencies."
I lie back on the bed with my hands cushioning my head. "I know I do Auntie dear, but you have yourself to blame. You are the one who taught me the pleasures of having a woman as my sex slave." Looking up at her, all prim and proper again, I added, "Do you want me to stop?"
Blushing, she looked down at the floor and with her soft little girl voice said. "No, I don't want you to stop. I'll do whatever you want."
"Why?" I demanded.
"Because", she was still looking at the floor, "it feels so good to be your slave."
I had given Aunt May her chance to end our strange but satisfying arrangement and she had refused.
Part IIIn August Uncle Ray went back to work and commuted to the beach each evening. I took advantage of every nap little Alice took. May started calling me "Master" when we were alone and vowed to be my slave forever. I spanked her at least twice a week at her request and sixty-nine became our favorite pastime when we were alone.
The last week in August Uncle Ray went back to the city to put the house in shape and Aunt May's Mom took Alice in. We were left behind to pack and close up the beach house. All that last week the two of us were naked more than dressed and my cock was exploding two or three times a day.
The day before we were to leave I got up early. I wanted to go to the beach and say goodbye to all my summer friends. Aunt May had gone out shopping before I left the house. Unknown to her I had bought her a black velvet choker that I thought would make a very nice slave collar. It was gift wrapped with a bright yellow ribbon. I left it with a note asking her to be wearing 'her collar', my favorite white bikini and high heels for my return.
Around two o'clock the sun disappeared and a light sprinkle began to fall. I said my farewells and was walking back towards the house with a friend. Chip was a couple of years older than me. He was big, tall and blonde looking very much like the lifeguard he was. As we neared the house I had a thought. I wanted to see how Aunt May would react to my commands with someone else present. I wanted to embarrass and humiliate her. These were feelings I did not fully understand but as we stopped in front of the house I said. "Why don't you come in Chip. We can have a farewell drink together."
Glancing at my aunt's car in the driveway he said. "Your aunt's going to let us drink?"
"Sure, come on in." I shoved him towards the back door. We walked in finding Aunt May, dressed as I requested, washing the breakfast dishes. "Hi, how about bringing us in a couple of gin and tonics."
She looked surprised to see Chip but kept her cool and replied. "O.K. Billy. I'll bring them right in."
Chip and I went through the hallway to the family room and made ourselves comfortable on the overstuffed chairs. "Your aunt's got a nice body." he said and I just nodded.
Aunt May entered the room with a tray holding three tall glasses. She put the tray down on the coffee table and standing straight again said. "Mind if I join you two?"
She stood before us with her high black heels and skimpy white bikini. Her dark tan made the bathing suit appear a blinding. white. Her pubic hair and nipples showed as shadows through the white material. The black collar around her neck finished off the ensemble and knowing the meaning of it started my cock rising. "No, not at all. Please join us Mrs. Gary." Chip was trying not to stare and acted the perfect gentleman.
After twenty minutes of small talk Aunt May got up and went to make fresh drinks. Chip watched her tight ass until she was out of site. "Man, I don't know how you can stand it. I'd go crazy if my aunt looked and dressed like that. "I only nodded and smiled.
She came back into the room, passed out the drinks and started towards the couch.
"Wait." I told her "Stay standing. Chip thinks you have a beautiful body. Let him admire it." She stopped and looked at me with a frown. Chip was red faced and scrunching down in the chair as if trying to disappear. I think she finally figured out what I was up to because she faced Chip, standing up straight with her breasts jutting forward and said. "Why, thank you Chip. That's a very nice compliment and I would be honored to have you look at my body." Her next move proved that my plan to embarrass her was backfiring. Being humiliated only got her horny. She looked directly into my eyes. "Master, should I take off my bathing suit and let Chip have a better look?"
Somehow she had taken charge of the situation and it was my turn to be at a disadvantage. I couldn't back out now. I nodded my head affirmative and took a long sip of my drink. Chip was sitting there with a look of disbelief on his face tugging at his tee shirt trying to cover the bulge in his swim suit.
Now she looked directly into Chip's blue eyes and asked. "Would you like that, Chip."
He coughed twice before he finally spoke. "Yes, please." Still the gentleman. Aunt May reached behind her back and untied the top of her bikini. It fell to the floor exposing her milk white breasts with the dark nipples standing at attention.
She caressed her breasts and pulled at the nipples. "Chip, why don't you take your bathing suit off and let Billy's Auntie May see what's making that big bulge."
Chip was mesmerized. Without hesitation he removed his suit. Aunt May let out a moan as his cock came into view. It was a monster. I had never seen one that big before. As if reading my mind May said. "You are huge. How big is it Chip?"
"Fourteen inches." he answered, unconsciously starting to stroke himself.
She removed the bottoms of her bikini slowly letting her dark bush emerge little by little all the time staring at Chip's hand stroking his monster. She stood there naked except for her collar and high heels. Trying to regain control I ordered her to play with herself.
It was a strange sight. Two teenage boys, one stroking his cock through his bathing suit, the other jerking his thick prick with slow deliberate strokes while a grown woman stood before them fondling her breasts with one hand while the other was busy fingering her pussy.
"Master," her breathing was irregular now. "should I relieve your friend?" Her right hand was a blur buried in her snatch.
"Ask him." was all I said.
Still watching him stroking his thick cock she moved closer to him never missing a beat on her wet clit. "Would you like me to put that big prick of yours in my mouth and suck the cream out."
He groaned loudly and nodded his head violently. She dropped to her knees in front of Chip and put both of her tiny hands on his huge erection. She was barely able to get the head of his prick into her small mouth. She kneeled there looking like she was trying to swallow a snake.
Using both hands she stroked Chip's cock furiously until he arched his back and shot his load into her mouth. At the same time my cock was unloading in my bathing suit.
She sat back on her haunches still in front of Chip, with a little of his juice still on her lips. "Thank you Chip. I really enjoyed sucking your big prick and swallowing your jism." She reached out and gently grabbing his softening cock brought it to her lips and licked off the last drop of his orgasm. She kissed the head of his cock once then got up and left the room.
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During the summer vacation between my junior and senior year my parents celebrated their 20th wedding anniversary and they had gone on a cruise for their honeymoon so they had decided to re-capture the experience. The biggest difference was the first cruise had been on a second rate ship and had lasted only a week. This time around due to the fact that they were better off financially, they booked a master suite with a balcony and this cruise would last 15 days. Now normally when they went...
IncestMany thanks for the feedback, it is much appreciated and gratifying.This is nearly the final chapter before we all get bored with the characters and scenarios. Maybe the final chapter will see a reunion of the friends.For now, though, it seems good for James and Aunt Anne to enjoy some more quality time on their own, with an additional element in their imaginations...*****I wish I could say that Aunt Anne and I had sex several times that night. But I can't. To be fair though, neither of us had...
Waking up the morning after the wedding, I ran through the events of the night before. I couldn't process what had happened. Had Aunt Claudia meant it when she said she wanted it to happen again or had she just had one too many to drink? I had no idea what to think, all I knew is that I would do anything to make it happen again. The image of my Aunt on her knees tending to my cock was stuck in my mind. I went to the bathroom to take care of my morning wood and took a cold shower to clear my...
IncestI was lying naked on the bed in the spare room of my aunt’s house. I was here by choice, trying my best not to masturbate or think of sex. So far, it was torture. I was nearing the end of my visit to my Aunt Beatrice. I had been here for over 3 weeks, staying in her house during my summer break. Last month, we’d started a sexual relationship. Unfortunately, I had to go home on Saturday, something we both hated. It was on Wednesday of the same week that she had the bright idea. She...
Chapter 1 - A Bird in the Hand I was always fond of my Aunt Karen; she was a grown-up for sure, but really not that much older than my sister and I. She occasionally baby sat us and we always had a fun time with her. As I got older and started to have "manly urges," I also noticed that she was a very attractive woman. I thought the world of her. That is, until that summer she spent at my house when she brought that world crashing down around me. I was twelve, and my sister, Carol, was eight...
She said she was going to the grocery store! He usually locked his door when he did it, but he had been in such a freakin' rush to get to his room to gawk at Mrs. Gregerson sunning at her pool, her freakin' bikini top undone, her half way decent ass barely covered. He ran up the stairs, praying, hoping that he'd get to his bedroom window and not miss it, if and when she propped herself up with her elbows to reach for her ice tea or whatever the hell she drank. Last week when she did that...
Chapter 1Mortified. If Ron had thought of the word he might have used it to describe how he felt at the moment -- so embarrassed and so angry at himself that he wanted to crawl into a hole and never come out. He had been so freakin' stupid!She said she was going to the grocery store!He usually locked his door when he did it, but he had been in such a freakin' rush to get to his room to gawk at Mrs. Gregerson sunning at her pool, her freakin' bikini top undone, her half way decent ass barely...
Dan was quite pleased with his progress. In two days he had experienced more sex than the entire sum of his eighteen years of existence. His strict upbringing had denied him the freedom to hang out with girls and create opportunities for such encounters. In fact the only experience he had was some kissing and fondling, and he hadn't seen a real live naked woman till he saw Aunt Heather yesterday. Man, was he lucky! She was a teenager's dream mature woman, with big breasts and a full body, her...
It was the morning of December 21 as Chad Nichols and his family prepared for the arrival of his aunt, Alison. Alison was his father’s sister whom Chad hadn’t seen in twelve years, when he was only six years old. Even though she was his aunt, she was only eight years older than him. When he was a baby, she treated him more like her own kid than just a nephew. Alison hadn’t seen her brother and his family in many years, ever since she and her parents moved across the country...
Aunt got nailed by Raja.Pari and I made plan to have Raja fuck my aunt who came from UK to site seeing.To catch up you can read our post it will get you update on our stories. After the breakfast I was in my room and aunt was also in my room. Pari went down stairI asked aunt if she can go down and bring my phone up for me. Pari took my phone.Aunt said no problem I will go and bring your phone back to you.As aunt left my room I got up and stood by the room door. I could not hear aunt...
After we finally were out in the open about our desires for sex most of all we loved it with each other (me and my aunt) and since last night we discovered the same in a really good way as mentioned in the previous part. Now it was morning and as usual i woke up much later than my aunt. I was still naked like the way i went to sleep the previous night. i woke up and put on my clothes as i knew due to all the noise the workers were there so i put on my boxers and threw on a t-shirt and washed up...
IncestIntroduction: Young man falls for his uncles passionate wife JackassTales&hellip,Tale # 33&hellip,Readers, this is a change of pace story for me. Usually my tales are about sexual relations between older males and younger females (my favorite characters). Here, Ive reversed roles by having a younger male and an older woman. I know its been done by others, but not so much by me. Some might consider this a blasphemous tale because I interweave sex and religion. But, like they say, sinners make...
Aunt Mary (found on www)My panty fetish, and I guess my lingerie fetish in general, began the summer I turned 13. I was staying with my Aunt Mary while my folks went for a two week vacation. Aunt Mary was single still at the age of about 40. She lived alone in a small 2 bedroom house. I have many memories from that two week stay with Aunt Mary. And I’m sure now, as an adult, that those early memories helped to form my current fetishes for panties, slips, and other types of lingerie. Aunt Mary...
Copyright © 2001 Norm DePloom. ALL Rights Reserved Yes, I know, it's popular right now to pretend that kids aren't sexual, but I'm here to tell you that the good Dr. Freud was right. I'm determined to tell the truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the truth (except where to do so might land me, or someone else, in prison). Only the names have been changed to protect the incredibly guilty. Due to my good fortune in being raised near, and with, my two slightly older female cousins,...
AUNT PEGGY’S PASSION (Part one) Morning Glory Sunday mornings are not supposed to be noisy. But, this Lord’s Day morning I was awakened by a loud voice speaking. Good god, that man was arguing again! Uncle George was again beastly berating and criticizing Aunt Peggy. The bad-tempered, rough-talking bear of a man was acting like the bastardly beast that he was. His brusque, gruff, gravelly voice carried all the way from the kitchen to my bedroom down the hall. If ever there...
“Aunt Lo, are you here?” Allen called out. He could hear noises coming from her bedroom. “Mm, yessss that feels so good. OH yess harder, fuck me harder,” Allen could hear from the closed door. Allen put his ear to the door to listen again. “Oh Gosh YES! FUCK ME, FUCK ME! I NEED THAT BIG FAT DICK!” The screaming was getting Allen all excited, his tight jeans were even tighter with his hard on. Allen couldn’t resist any longer and turned the door knob slowly and quietly. When he peeked in...
The next morning, after our wonderful night. I realized, as usual, my aunt was always an early riser, therefore, she was out of the bed. Reema was still stark naked fast asleep by my side so carefully I moved the blanket to check her out again. Her tender body was so inviting for another session and the bed even had patches of cum stains, but just then I heard my aunt call out to us. I then woke Reema up, she was a little drowsy but I told her we have to wake up before the workers were back....
Foreword by the fuckwit who wrote this piece: FUCK! I missed the deadline for the Earth Day competition. Arse! OK, bugger it, I might as well put this in Novels and Novellas for the 2 points in the survivor contest at least. *sigh*. Right, now that I’ve finished feeling sorry for myself here it is, a series of scenes that track the burgeoning sexual relationship between Carl – a university student of twenty-one who lives with his mother’s sister, Hazel. He’s in her house because his aunt...
Aunt Abby Makes Sex Fun... and Funny!Here is Part III of my reality based fiction, 'Aunt Abby and the Artist', dedicated to my dear friend Abby Rhodes. Again, if you'd like to see the real Abby, here she is... her beauty makes the story even more enjoyable, and she approves of this message:http://xhamster.com/user/AbbyRhodesIf you haven't read Part I and Part II yet, I suggest you do so. If you have, then on with the show... and there will be a final chapter, Part IV 'Aunt Abby and the...
It takes time ti write a good story. Follow me on instagram @raqm0900 and tumblr quemmysissy.tumblr.comMy Aunt LizFrom the time that I could remember my Aunt Liz always had a playful demeanor with an edge of sarcasm within her playfulness. When I was just a c***d and she came over to visit her younger sister (my Mom), she would always take the time out to show me some attention. Generally back then; even though it encompassed some physical touching, the playfulness was wrestling or tickling, or...
My Aunt LizFrom the time that I could remember my Aunt Liz always had a playful demeanor with an edge of sarcasm within her playfulness. When I was just a c***d and she came over to visit her younger sister (my Mom), she would always take the time out to show me some attention. Generally back then; even though it encompassed some physical touching, the playfulness was wrestling or tickling, or a combination of both. Aunt Lizzie lived in our state’s capitol a couple of hours away from us so it...
I was raised in a fairly typical big city neighborhood. In those days, families lived pretty close to one another if not in the same immediate neighborhood. My aunt Eva (my mother's sister) lived a few blocks away from us in a 2-flat building she owned. She lived on the 2nd floor and did n't rent the other apartment because she thought it was too much trouble and besides she didn't need the money. My aunt lived alone and never married. Because of that she had to do all the maintenance work...
Sunday mornings are not supposed to be noisy. But, this Lord's Day morning I was awakened by a loud voice speaking. Good god, that man was arguing again! Uncle George was again beastly berating and criticizing Aunt Peggy. The bad-tempered, rough-talking bear of a man was acting like the bastardly beast that he was. His brusque, gruff, gravelly voice carried all the way from the kitchen to my bedroom down the hall. If ever there was a man deserving of a good beating, then my Uncle George was...
Justin’s family went up earlier in the day to visit family and he was getting a ride with his Aunt Krista later in the afternoon. Justin was rather excited because it would be just him and her. Justin has always had sexual fantasies of her; he always was fucking the shit out of her and layering her face in his warm hot cum in his dreams but they have never come true. However he wishes they did he always wanted to be with a older women. Justin was watching some porn before his Aunt came;...
At a certain point, though, I started to react differently when for example I saw a topless woman on television. In the past I would have thought that was dirty, probably because of my Catholic upbringing. Now, on the other hand, I began to find such a sight very interesting. Also, I noticed that when I looked at a naked woman, my penis started to grow. Obviously, it didn’t take me long to discover masturbation and that immediately became my favourite hobby. Late at night, when my parents...
From the time that I could remember my Aunt Liz always had a playful demeanor with an edge of sarcasm within her playfulness. When I was just a c***d and she came over to visit her younger sister (my Mom), she would always take the time out to show me some attention. Generally back then; even though it encompassed some physical touching, the playfulness was wrestling or tickling, or a combination of both. Aunt Lizzie lived in our state’s capitol a couple of hours away from us so it wasn’t as if...
“Be there at 9 pm, Tristen!” my mother said excitedly over the phone. Apparently she, my father Stephen and my uncle Troy all had gotten together and planned a surprise birthday party for my 48, soon to be 49, year old Aunt Kristy at one of the local halls here in Atlanta, Georgia. I listened closely as my mom gave me directions on where to go and added the occasional “uh huh” to the conversation, just so she’d know I was still paying attention. “9 pm at the...
It had been nearly a year since my high school graduation when I'd last seen my Aunt Eva, though in truth, I "saw" her nearly every day of my life. My Aunt, and my mother were identical twins. Even living hundreds of miles apart had never changed their near identical appearance. They'd worn their light brown hair in the same style for years, and neither had gained enough weight to look any different from one another. Though my mother always contributed her ability to maintain her...
If you have not read previous chapters of this saga please go back to the start, this may not make much sense without some of the back story. Again, if you are offended by taboo subject matter this series is NOT for you. I knew what a girdle was before Aunt Rose told me, I had seen them in magazine ads and I know women wore them to look skinny. I worried instantly that Aunt Rose thought I was fat and looked into her eyes. I think she could read my mind as she said, “Look honey, that little...
Aunt-Karen (found in www) author unknownWhen I was 14, my parents went away for a 2 week vacation and made arrangements for me to stay with the next-door neighbors while they were gone. The neighbor had a son close to my age, that I was good friends with, so it wasn’t bad for me. My friend’s name was Dave, and he lived with his single mother who I called Aunt-Karen. She wasn’t my aunt, but that was how I had been brought up to refer to her. Aunt-Karen was attractive, although certainly not...
If you have not read previous chapters of this saga please go back to the start, this may not make much sense without some of the back story. Again, if you are offended by taboo subject matter this series is NOT for you.I knew what a girdle was before Aunt Rose told me, I had seen them in magazine ads and I know women wore them to look skinny. I worried instantly that Aunt Rose thought I was fat and looked into her eyes. I think she could read my mind as she said, “Look honey, that little...