Aunty Wendy
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Aunt Wendy was a cougar. Wendy accepted this well before the first time she crossed the line and had sex outside her marriage. She preferred a young man’s hardness, stamina and vitality to her husband.
Her husband has no idea that she has been fucking younger men. Wendy’s husband is a good father, provider and companion when he is actually present. Yet he was lacking as a lover. Her sex life had become became ordinary and unsatisfying. On the rare occasions when they did have sex. Wendy’s husband was a workaholic that did not prioritize their sex life. Wendy had needs.
Wendy was a college counselor, so she was in contact and alone with young men often. She was curious and began to fantasize about sex with these young men. Wendy began dressing more provocatively at work. Revealing blouses, short skirts with crotchless panties, if she wore panties at all. She liked the way the young men reacted after they caught a glimpse of her body. She felt the power she had over them, like Sharon Stone in Basic Instinct. She could see the effect she had on the young men, and it made her wet. They squirmed and adjusted their crotches to accommodate their erections. She began to occasionally masturbate in the staff restroom on break.
The first time Wendy cheated was with an 18-year-old young black student. He did not hide his lust for her when they met. He openly grabbed his hardened cock through his pants and his eyes lingered a bit too long on her body. When their meeting was over, she left for lunch. While driving out of the colleges parking lot she noticed the young black student she had just met with at the bus stop. She impulsively pulled the car over and asked him if he needed a ride. After a bit of convincing, he entered her car. He immediately started fondling his hardness through the front of his baggy pants while stealing glances at her ample cleavage.
With a mixture of astonishment and lust Wendy blurted you need some help with that?
The student answered earnestly for real... would you?
Wendy parked in a secluded spot towards the back of college parking lot. By that time, the young man had already unzipped his fly and was fishing around inside his pants. She watched as he pulled out the first big black cock she had seen firsthand. It was beautiful and made her mouth water. His cock was as big in circumference as it was long. No wonder he was uncomfortable, it amazed her that he could contain that monster in his pants at all. She grasped his BBC and her hand couldn't encircle it. She stroked him. He closed his eyes leaned back in her passenger seat. She lusted for him. She wanted to suck and fuck his beautiful cock but, she restrained herself. They were in her workplace parking lot in broad daylight. It was too risky. However, she could literally keep a heads up while giving him a hand job. She was seriously thinking about giving in and risk sucking his cock when the young man grunted and came. He shot one of the biggest loads that Wendy had seen in years.
Wendy was hooked. This first encounter was so exciting that it has led to dalliances with many other young men since. But these are all stories for another time. Back to Aunt Wendy
Wendy was at her bedroom window overlooking the pool in her back yard. She watched the kids playing in the pool. Her sister-in-law and nephews were staying at Wendy's house for their annual summer visit. They were originally from the same town as Wendy and lived out of state now. She had always liked her husband’s sister. Wendy’s nephews were older than her kids but always got along well when they saw each other. She was staring at her eldest nephew Zach’s body and it was getting her hot. That’s when she realized her nephews had grown so much in the past year. Zach was so tall and muscular. More brawn than brains but a sweet kid. Joey was Zach’s younger brother by a year. He was getting taller too. Joey was cerebral lean, dark and handsome. He reminded her of young George Clooney as opposed to Zach’s athletic dirty blonde, blue eyed confidence. Neither of her nephews were much younger than the boys she was fucking. In fact, both were now at the of the age of consent in her state. Wendy admonished the thought of sex with her nephews. However she could not deny that their bodies made her hot.
Wendy broke her gaze from Zach to fact, see her younger nephew Joey looking up at her from the pool. Joey seemed to be studying Wendy's body. That’s when she realized that one of her hands cupped her breast while the other played with her pussy through her panties below the window sill while gazing at Zach. Joey and Wendy locked eyes for a pregnant moment. She boldly continued to touch herself. He broke their gaze first and moved towards the pools ladder. With his back towards the others, he exited the pool. His wet swing trunks clung to his noticeable erect cock. Joey quickly grabbed a towel off a lounge chair to cover himself then gave a quick glance up at Wendy's bedroom window once more as to see if she was still looking. Wendy stepped back from the window pleased that she had that effect on her younger nephew.
Wendy had originally decided to join the kids in the pool before she got distracted by her nephews bodies. She decided on her bikini instead of her typical one piece because she was feeling sexy. She removed her bra and panties in front of a full-length mirror. Yep... she was still very sexy at her age. She worked out. Kept herself fit. Wendy’s hair was brown with highlights, it was cut professionally short but sexy on her. Her tummy was flat. She had all the curves in the right places. Her tits were big enough and not saggy. She kept her pussy trimmed. A practice started when she began fucking young men. She ran a hand over her breast and down to her pussy and it was wet.
Wendy was suddenly startled when noticed movement of the bedroom door crack open a bit in the reflection of the mirror. It was Joey now peeping at her fully naked body. When their eyes locked Joey bolted down the hall. Wendy put her bikini on quickly. She had to talk with Joey and nip this peeping in the bud before word of it got back to his mom. She heard noises from the bathroom as she passed in the hallway. Wendy paused momentarily in front of the bathroom door. She thought that there was no better place to have a private talk. She grabbed the emergency lock opener on the molding above the bathroom door. In one quick motion Wendy inserted the lock opener into the door knob popped the lock twisted the handled and entered the bathroom. In the few moments that it took Joey to react, Wendy saw her nephew sitting on the toilet with his beautifully young, hard cock in his fist and he was stroking it.
Joey was startled. He found it hard to believe that his aunt had just busted in without warning and caught him whacking off red handed. He was Mortified. He remembered locking the door. He reached down to pull up his swim trunks.
Wendy interrupted sternly Stop! Don’t pull up those trunks young man. You got a good look at me, it’s only fair I get to see you.
She shut the door and locked it behind her then sat on the edge of the bathtub across from the toilet Joey sat on. Wendy thought to herself, this poor kid is embarrassed as hell. He’s actually blushing. Maybe this would teach him a lesson about privacy
It’s OK Joey You’re not in trouble. I just wanted to talk with you privately about what you just saw. There’s nothing to be embarrassed of. It’s natural to masturbate to relieve yourself. I even do it occasionally. Stop covering your penis so I can see. That way we’ll be even.
Joey suddenly had imagines of his aunt touching her beautiful pussy while getting off. Which in turn made his cock harder. Wendy gently pulled his hands away from covering his cock. Joey hesitantly moved his hand and exposed his hard cock.
Wow Joey, that is a nice cock and it’s so hard. Did seeing my body do that to you? I apologize for interrupting.
This is weird Aunt Wendy.
I think it’s sexy Joey. I can tell by your hard cock you think it’s sexy too. You like looking at my body, I like looking at yours. Now we both this secret between us. Maybe I could help you by giving you a visual and you can continue. Can you keep this all a secret between us Joey?
Joey nodded and stammered Yes.
Yes, what Joey?
Yes Mam, I can keep a secret.
Wendy began to lift her bikini top up but stopped to say, Well come on then. We don’t have a lot of time. Start stroking that cock.
Joey slowly and awkwardly tugged his cock as he watched Wendy pull her bikini top up, dropping one exposed breast then the other. His eyes went wide in amazement.
After some time, Wendy grew impatient. She suggested you know that it can feel better when someone else does it for. Would you like me to help you?
Joey nodded emphatically releasing his cock. Wendy grabbed some hand lotion knelt between his legs gripped his cock and began stroking it. She cupped his scrotum with the other hand and kneaded gingerly. He reacted favorably to it. She told him to feel free to touch her boobs. Don’t be shy. He fondled one hanging breast then the other. Wendy sensed that Joey had never touched a grown woman's breasts before. She praised Joey on how gently he was touching her and asked him to gently pinch her nipples.
Wendy sensed that Joey was close to coming. She pulled his cock with both hands in a continued overlapping motion. One hand after the other. That did it. Joey warned his aunt that he was about to cum. She aimed his cock at her chest and continued stroke him through his orgasm. He let out a little grunt and shot a huge load of thick cum onto her chest. It never fails to amaze Wendy how much more cum young man produces in comparison to older men. Not to mention the strength and ferocity of their ejaculations. She stroked him a few times after his cock spasmed the last time.
Wendy got a wash cloth wiped off her chest and Joey’s crotch. While saying, you have to promise me that this stays our secret. It could get us both into trouble if anyone found out about this.
Joey nodded saying, I promise Aunt Wendy… Um… Can I help you in anyway?
That’s sweet honey but we don’t have time now.
He would remember this moment for the rest of his life. It will be the subject of his mind porn. (Sexy memories he recalled while whacking off). The single word “now†Aunt Wendy said resonated in Joey’s mind. Now implies that their might be more later.
Wendy kissed the top of Joeys head. Joey was acutely aware of feeling his aunts naked tits just below his chin on his bare chest. Wendy urged Joey along, Hurry up. I’ll be out to the pool in a few minutes. The other kids are going to miss you and wonder why you’re taking so long.
Joey left to join other kids in the pool. Wendy was left extremely horny. If she didn’t take care of herself quickly, she might mount the pools water inlet jet to get off again. She chuckled to herself at the thought of getting off in the pool with all those kids around. That wasn’t going to happen, but it gave her an idea. She pulled her bikini bottoms off then entered the bath tub. She turned the shower on. Once the temperature was comfortable, she took the shower head out of the cradle, set the flow to massage and pointed the water stream at her pussy. She thought of her nephews bodies, she remembered all the young hard cocks that came with her assistance. She was still washing what was left of Joey’s cum off her now. The water pulse made her labia and clit dance. This sensation made her orgasm quick and intense.
Wendy put her bikini back on quickly and left the bathroom to join the others in the pool.
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It’s my first day of the creative writing course at college and I am sitting all by myself with nobody to talk to. Everybody is laughing, joking around and engaging with one another. Not me though, I am just too quiet and timid to join in any conversation. All my life I have been shy and to this day I am no different. I thought that college might just be the thing to gain confidence but I feel as anxious as ever. The door opens and this girls comes in and sits next to me. She says her name is...
Nurse Wendy wheeled the gurney into the ward. He had been the only man left in there. She drew the partitions around for privacy anyway. The life support machine had been wheeled away and she had been asked by the young man's doctor to wheel him down to the morgue as the other assistants were busy or had left the hospital, but she stood there for a while. Was it his silence that made her stay and draw the partitions? Was it him not knowing of her presence anymore? She could not wheel him away...
It was a recurring vision and for reasons unknown the young man in my mind would always be either a black guy or a well-hung Hispanic. I had no idea where that came from but for sure it made my fantasies even more intense. If I’ve learned one thing, just one thing, in life it’s be kind to people when you’re on your way up because you never know if you might meet them again when you’re on your way back down! It’s a philosophy that has always stayed with me and...
AffairGrowing up I had only a few close girls as friends. Even though I was a pretty girl I never bonded much with the other popular girls in high school. I was a cheerleader for a year in 9th grade and then over the next summer a new girl moved in down the block from me her name was Wendy and she was in the same grade as I was. She was a tall girl taller than most girls her age maybe 5’8′ or 5’9′ and was still growing. She was athletic whenever I would see her outside she was either dribbling a...
At quarter to eleven, two friendly familiar faces showed up in my room. "How do you feel, Patti?" asked Linda. "Just a little sore, but nothing worse," I said. "We'll be in shortly," said Julie. "The ward is nearly empty because of the weekend, so let us do our rounds and then we'll both be back." The candy striper who had sat with me since Einstein left was clearly pleased to be able to move on to something else. I hadn't been much company for her, as my thoughts had been...
Another from me I hope you’ll enjoy. Again, as usual with this site, I wrote this in what was almost one continuous effort and, once more as per usual, because of time constraints, it’s largely unchecked and has received no edits. To that end, please forgive any typos and/or other errors in the text. I hope any fuck-ups which remain don’t detract from your enjoyment of the scene.Thanks for reading.Ricky – Cambridgeshire, UK – 12th of July 2020***“What is at about me?”I felt awkward, embarrassed...
Before…“We’re lovers now,” mumbled my aunt. “This is so very special for me. How about you? How do you feel?”“Like I want to do it again,” I said as my cock twitched with desire.“Oh-ho-ho,” chuckled Aunt Amy as she went up onto an elbow. “The vigour of youth.” Her fingers encircled my girth. “I think you’re going to be fun, my gorgeous nephew.”For the following four days it was like a honeymoon with my aunt. We kissed and made love; we rutted, with me fucking into her body as we snarled and...
When Dauntless Doug, single-handed, brought the Japs to their knees and waded ashore in Tokyo Bay, the war was over. Now it was spring 1946. I was discharged from the Army Air Corps and a member in good standing of the 52-20 club, a program that paid vets twenty dollars a week for a year if they couldn't find employment. There were jobs around in our small town of four thousand people but I had the brilliant ideas about writing a novel before I settled down to the old grind.I got into the habit...
I am a 18 years old swimmer with a very thick and horny virgin 9 inches dick. I fantasize about my Mom’s younger s****r, Aunt Brandy, every night. She is a astounding 36 years old, 5 foot 10 inches tall, blue-eyed blonde, with the firmest 36 D breasts and nicest, long legs and a hard round ass. My Dad always comments about how delicious my Mom’s s****r is, and how he would love to fuck her. She knows how we lust for her, because she seems to get extra exuberant when she is around us. Aunt...
I am a 18 years old swimmer with a very thick and horny virgin 9 inches dick. I fantasize about my Mom's younger sister, Aunt Brandy, every night. She is a astounding 36 years old, 5 foot 10 inches tall, blue-eyed blonde, with the firmest 36 D breasts and nicest, long legs and a hard round ass. My Dad always comments about how delicious my Mom's sister is, and how he would love to fuck her. She knows how we lust for her, because she seems to get extra exuberant when she is around us. Aunt...
I am a 18 years old swimmer with a very thick and horny virgin 9 inches dick. I fantasize about my Mom's younger sister, Aunt Brandy, every night. She is a astounding 36 years old, 5 foot 10 inches tall, blue-eyed blonde, with the firmest 36 D breasts and nicest, long legs and a hard round ass. My Dad always comments about how delicious my Mom's sister is, and how he would love to fuck her. She knows how we lust for her, because she seems to get extra exuberant when she is around us. Aunt...
“What’s the matter? Didn’t expect this?”I gawked, speechless. She was looking at me, a hint of a knowing smirk on her lips, eyes flashing mischief.“Weren’t so shy last night, were you?” She said it in accusation but there was no sting in her tone, just wry amusement. “So,” added my aunt, “tell me, what do you think? Am I what you’ve imagined?”As I boggled, not believing she was there, naked except for the deep girdle of the suspender belt, the stockings, and shoes.My father’s sister’s head...
Hi. My name is Britney Burris, and I'm from the tiny suburban community of Apple Valley, Washington. My best friend growing up was Jessi Nolan, and during our teenage years we both had huge girl-crushes on her Aunt Fiona, whom we both thought to be the coolest woman on the planet.Perhaps I should tell you a bit more about Jessi & myself before continuing. While we're the same age, we had our differences. I'm tall, blonde, and slender, while she's a bit shorter than me, but also very...
Hi. My name is Britney Burris, and I'm from the tiny suburban community of Apple Valley, Washington. My best friend growing up was Jessi Nolan, and during our teenage years we both had huge girl-crushes on her Aunt Fiona, whom we both thought to be the coolest woman on the planet.Perhaps I should tell you a bit more about Jessi & myself before continuing. While we're the same age, we had our differences. I'm tall, blonde, and slender, while she's a bit shorter than me, but also very...
She just walked in and told me straight.Shocked, all I could do was stare, the weight of my hanging jaw a vague impression.“Dirty b**st,” she said, glaring.Her fists were on her hips. Fire flashed from her eyes.I thought she was magnificent.I knew what she was talking about, but it played dumb.This was trouble. I’d over-stepped the mark by several long strides.I blurted out, “What? What are you talking about?”My face gave me away. I couldn’t control the heat rising in my cheeks and I knew I was...