The Story of Sonja
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Note : This story is completely fictional!
I am driving across country to attend a funeral of a family member and all I could think about was a woman. Sonja, that was her name. The thought of her name alone stirs an emotion in me that time will never quiet. It’s been several years since I felt her skin, smelled her perfume and tasted her essence. She ruled over me even though she never wanted to be my queen. I lived for the opportunity to feel her passion and take her as my own. But there was this one problem you see, Sonja was my aunt, my fathers sister and my love for her burned so deep that I cared about nothing else.
Our family were nomads of sorts. My grandparents lived in Illinois while their two sons and one daughter move to different parts of the country after they were married off. My father and mother raised me and my little brother in a small New Mexico town about 1700 miles from home. Home became that place that the family would gather for holidays, weddings and funerals. Every summer the grandchildren would be sent or taken home to enjoy the country side and a chance of seeing and playing with each other. There was fishing, camping and playing sports. As children, we had a great time for many summers.
One of those summers will live in my memory forever. That was the year that I had an encounter with the woman that would capture my heart forever. At the time I wasn’t really aware of the profound effect that it would have on my life but it definitely got my attention. My uncle Fred was in the army and he was sent to Vietnam so his wife Sonja was living at Grand’s house with her two toddlers. Sonja was the youngest of my father’s family and I guess because I was the eldest of the children she took to liking me from the start. Certainly the more time I spent with her the better I liked it.
One sunny July afternoon, I fell out of a tree and suffered a slight concussion. While I was knocked out, my cousin went to the house for help. When I came to, I found myself in Sonja’s lap with her holding my head crying. “Oh Jerry, what have you done? Please wake up!“. I was astonished that she would make such a fuss over me and my admiration for her soared. It didn’t matter to me that she was some 18 years older than I, she was my angel from heaven and that was that.
Two years later, my father changed jobs so my family moved closer to home and it so happened that we moved to the same town that Uncle Fred and Aunt Sonja. Now during those 2 years my body had gone through a physical transformation and my sexual awareness was at it’s peak. I was wacking off every chance I got and it was amazing how little stimulation it took for me to get aroused. You’ve heard that old saying that a stiff breeze could excite my cock? Well I’m living proof. My dick developed into a thick meaty muscle of about ten inches and I had to constantly be aware of my surroundings so not embarrass myself. Hell I would fuck a hole in the fence if I thought I it wouldn’t rip me to shreds. Of course in the late 60’s, I didn’t go fucking all of the girls at the age of 16, but I wanted to. In fact I had got into trouble more than once from attempting to spoil the virtue of a couple of the girls at my school. Well moving to a new town and school did wonders to help me clean up my sordid reputation.
When mom told me that Aunt Sonja was living a few doors down the street, my body
seem to heat up to the boiling point! My thoughts of her exploded in my groin. I
must have day dreamed a little cuz mom had to raise her voice to snap me out of
it. “Sorry Mom.“ I responded. She continued to tell me the story of how Fred was
injured in the war and was left in a wheel chair for the rest of his life and
they were able to buy their house with a loan he received from the VA, my heart
ached for her and so did my huge prick. My memory of her was etched in my brain
like an open book and my fantasies flowed through my cerebral cortex in a raging
current. Even though I hadn’t really thought of her in a sexual way before, I
couldn’t help the way I felt now. In my eyes Sonja was the ultimate in
loveliness. Her skin was of an olive complexion that turned bronze after a warm
summer. She had long black hair with a tint of red, her narrow waist supported
by the finest ass I ever seen, breasts large enough to feed a community of
babies and the face of beauty itself. I immediately ran to my room and
masturbated three times to get it to stay down for awhile.
That next Sunday we went to Sonja’s for a barbeque and when I stepped into the house I was greeted by Fred in his chair. “Wow You sure have grown kiddo. The last time I saw you, you weren’t tall enough to see over a counter top!” I smiled back at him and said, “Hey Uncle Fred. You got a nice house here.” He beamed and replied, “Thanks Jer.“ I turned just in time to hear, “Is that Jerry I hear?”, asked Sonja from the kitchen. She came running into the living room with her arms spread wide and a big smile on her face. I got the hug of my young life. Her huge mounds struggled to get free from their harness and it took all of my concentration to keep my cock from leaping into full strength. Although I believe she could feel my swelling penis pulse when she held me close. I smelled her perfume and thought I would loose my mind. She hadn’t changed at all in two years except she looked a little tired. Trying to hide my true feelings, I broke away and went straight out to the backyard patio to assist with the barbeque. My mind was racing with thoughts of lust and wonderment. God she was gorgeous and I struggled with my semi hardon as well as my bewilderment from the fact that she was my aunt and I had no shot at fucking her.
Well the afternoon went pretty well and a good time was held by all. We listened to Fred talk about the war and his injury. I was amazed that he didn’t seem to bother him to talk about it. I listened intently but I also kept an eye on Sonja. She wore a halter top and shorts which displayed her gorgeous legs. Legs? That hardly describes the sheer elegance of her graceful stride and I thought I would cum in my pants. She made sure to smile at me when ever we were close and it made me think that maybe she could be had but I had to be careful. Consequently I spent a considerable amount of the afternoon in the bathroom whacking off. On one of my visits, I was interrupted half way to orgasm with a knock at the door. “Jerry are you in there?”. It was Sonja! Half choking, I relied, “Yeah, what’s up?”. “Your mom and dad are about to leave. Would you please stay behind and help with the clean up?”. My heart leapt from my chest. “Of course Aunt Sonja, I’ll be glad to.”. “Great, I’ll let them know that I will bring you home later.”. I stopped wacking and straightened myself up. I wasn’t sure what to expect but I wanted to save it for her just in case.
I made it out of the bathroom in time to wave mom and dad goodbye and went to help Sonja with anything she wanted. In about an hour we had everything taken care of and Fred retired to the bedroom. He said he needed to rest from all the excitement of the day. Their kids were still very young and they went to play in their room until time for bed. Sonja and I went outside on the patio to sit and visit with a cold soda. “Thanks for your help Jerry. It’s hard sometimes to do it all.”. “No problem, Aunt Sonja, I’m more than happy to help.”, I replied. “Please Jerry! Call me Sonja when we’re alone. I feel old as the hills as it is.”, she clamored. “You are not old and I will defend that fact! You have been and continue to be the most beautiful woman I have ever known.”, I said. Feeling the blood rush to my face, I lowered my eyes and said, “I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have said that.”. “Oh Jerry, thank you for that but don’t be sorry. I needed that. It’s been a long time since anyone has shown me that kind of attention. Your uncle’s injury has left him impotent and so he doesn’t have any sexual desire anymore. It’s not his fault and he is a good man but he doesn’t see me as a sexual partner anymore. Just a companion that he needs.”, she explained.
I sat there and just wanted to take her in my arms an hold her. I wanted to show her that everything would be ok. She had a streak of a tear on one side of her face. As she got up I met her stance and wiped away the tears. I pulled her close and gave her a long hug. My dick with a mind of his own was nearly full. She whispered a slight moan then pushed back and said, “Uh, I better get you home now. Your mom will start to wonder.”. “Don’t bother Au.. I mean Sonja. I’ll walk, it’s only about a mile.”, I countered. She gave me another quick hug and thanked me again for the help and I went home.
A couple of weeks went by and one day my mom came to my room and asked if she could have a word with me. She sat down on my bed and told me that she and Sonja have been talking. “Oh my god”, I thought to myself. Sonja must have said something to mom about our hug. “You know that your Uncle Fred can’t do much and there money doesn’t go very far. Well your father and I have decided to help anyway we can. I will be watching her kids after they get out of school. Fred can take care of himself during the day so she can go to her job at the dentist office. I would like for you to take care of her yard work and anything else around the house that she needs. The only thing is that she can’t pay you.”. I was so relieved that I would have agreed to anything but instead I lucked out. To have a chance to spend time at Sonja’s even if it was to work for nothing was ok by me. “No problem mom. Glad to help.”
The next few weeks I managed to get into a routine with what had to be done at Sonja’s. She would come home after work to do what she needed to then take me home and get her kids. We always had a little time to sit on the patio and visit everyday and our relationship became stronger. My love for her grew more and more each day and she felt more at ease with me as time passed. She told me stories of her childhood and subsequently teens. With her body developing so fast, she was often a target of the boys at school. That is of course until her two older brothers caught wind of the pursuers then they made it clear that if any boy had any dishonorable intentions, there would be a severe price to be paid. Therefore most of them were scared off. She admitted that she lost her virginity to Fred on her wedding night. I never felt so grown up.
Then one day she came home 3 hours early. Fred was taking his afternoon nap as usual. She came to the rear of the house where I was weed eating with my shirt off. She sat down on a patio chair crying. I stopped the weed eater and went to her. “Sonja, are you alright?” I asked. She looked up at me and was startled at my chest. She shook her head and continued to cry. “Please let me help.” I begged. With her broken speech, she explained that her job was being eliminated. She went on to say that they will have to move to Grand’s house to save money. My heart fell. Now my eyes were wet and I tried to hide it from her without success. “Why are you crying Jerry?” I responded with the truth, “Sonja, I love you. I have always loved you every since I first saw you. I have longed for you in my dreams and my fantasies. I thought since we were living so close and that we was seeing so much of each other, I might get a chance to show you my love.” “Jerry, I didn’t know how deep your feelings were for me.” she replied. Just then she came close to me and cupped my face with her hands and said, “I have wanted you for so long. Every time we hugged and I could feel your manhood and I got weak kneed. I thought that you were just a growing boy.” At that point she kissed me like I never been kissed before. My head went dizzy and my cock felt like a lightning rod. We stood up and embraced like lovers. She moved her hips into my jeans and rubbed against my swollen member. “ Oh Jerry, how big is this thing? No don’t tell me, I want to be surprised. Please, go to the spare bedroom and wait for me. I want to check on Fred.” I watched her bounce off into the house with my head spinning. I couldn’t believe what she just said and even more what she was about to do. I did as she asked and went to the bathroom next to the bedroom and cleaned the grass cuttings off my chest. When I came out Sonja was sitting on the edge of the bed. Her tears had returned and she had the look of someone who made a mistake. “Jerry, I don’t know if we can do this. I love my husband but I also know I love you. He can’t give me what I need and you can, but you are my nephew and that’s incest. In my mind I know how bad I want you but I also know that you love me deeply. I do not want to hurt you. What ever happens, you must know that we cannot be together as a couple. I can not leave my husband, I have to stay with Fred no matter what.”
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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...
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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...