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Archive name: auntie2.txt (FFb, ped, inc, 1st)
Authors name: Paula (address withheld)
Story title : Auntie, Mom's Friend and Me - 2 

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Auntie, Mom's Friend and Me - 2 (FFb, inc, 1st)
By Paula (address withheld)

***

"It's true, isn't it? I mean, if she didn't, why would 
you want to spend so much time with her? She's told me 
everything, you know. It's not like we don't talk..."

I was beginning to feel something. I heard some subtle, 
maybe not so subtle things in my ears that were going 
right to my dick, and I was wondering how I could be 
having these twinges in my crank with my own mother in 
the room. 

"Well, what is it that you talk about?"

"Ginny likes to get into it. You know that she's like a 
truck driver sometimes with her mouth. Maybe you like 
that, too. But she says how much you like to...suck her 
boobs..."

"Aww mom, I don't want to hear you talk like that..."

"No, no, no, it's okay. In fact, it's more than okay. I 
want...I need..." She stumbled over her words "Something 
from you. When you come in the bathroom with me when 
I've been undressed..."

I protested, "No, I've never..."

"Let me finish. I know you look at me..."

"No, ma, I haven't..."

Her tone became just a bit more firm. "Now listen... 
It's okay, really." Then she dropped her tone to 
soothing. "In fact, I like it. Now if you'll let me 
finish, I want to tell you what I want... I know you 
think Ginny's boobs are beautiful, she tells me you tell 
her that all the time." Mom looked up, and gazed 
intently into my eyes. "But I think mine are just as 
nice. What do you think...?"

Mom slowly stood up, sliding off the edge of the bed. 
She still had on her old robe, but after she came to her 
full 5'4" height in front of me, about 3 feet away, she 
opened the robe, and let it slowly fall to the floor as 
she pulled it back off her shoulders, revealing those 
tits I'd seen only in passing. She still wore the same 
kind of white panties that Ginny wore, and that I knew 
she, my mother, always wore, but I was too utterly blown 
away to even notice them.
I sucked in my breath. I couldn't say anything. 

"Well, what do you think? Are they as pretty as Ginny's? 
I know they aren't quite as big, but they're probably 
firmer..." she said in a low voice, as seductive as I'd 
ever heard her.

I looked up, and saw those suckable nipples, almost as 
big as Ginny's, on the end of a pair of tits, not like 
those I would see in Playboy or Penthouse or Hustler, 
but ones I would call in later life 'real tits', full 
and not perfect for a magazine but perfect for fondling 
and kissing and licking and sucking...

"But...I don't understand..." I gulped, "what do you 
want...? What about Dad?" I stared long and hard at 
those nipples, and my cock began to grow in spite of 
myself.

"Well," she said, "Ginny and I talk, like I told you. 
She tells me that you absolutely love to suck her 
nipples. I...I'm not sure how to tell you this, but I 
absolutely love to have my nipples sucked. Your father," 
she seemed to be unhappy with the word, "doesn't like to 
do anything like that... And Ginny tells me how 
wonderful it feels..." As she spoke, she started to 
almost unconsciously place her hands under each breast 
and ever so slowly and gently lift them, ever so 
slightly, as if to offer them to my mouth, and I was by 
then beginning to shake with nerves and desire.

"I know that want to be with Ginny every day if you 
could," she said, "and you can't be. I know you play 
with yourself all the time, that you want sex all the 
time, and I'd love to give you the chance to experience 
at least some of what you get with Ginny whenever you 
want it. I'd like to let you suck my nipples whenever 
you want to, and you can play with yourself when you do, 
and I won't care... You don't have to pretend to hide 
that from me anymore..."

I couldn't stand it. I reached out my arms slowly, and 
my mother came to me. I was in my chair, and I parted my 
knees so that she could come close enough for me to 
gently take her left nipple in my mouth. "Oh God..." I 
wanted to say, and my mother said it for me...

I kissed it gently, then my tongue lightly touched the 
very tip, and from there, I started to swirl my tongue 
ever so gently around more and more of the nipple and 
felt it grow against my tongue. In the back of my mind, 
I could not believe I was licking my own mother's tit, 
but it was good, better than good, better than 
fantastic. 

I started to go from licking to sucking, first very 
tenderly, then with increasing passion, until I was 
breathing heavily. Then I took my mouth away, and, being 
utterly carried away and not thinking what I was doing, 
said to her "Mom, I want you to sit down, let me get on 
my knees, and suck you."

She backed away, and I reached up my hands and took hers 
as I stood up with the biggest pole under my shorts I'd 
ever had in my life. She didn't look at my cock under my 
pants, but just looked in my eyes, as she turned 180, 
and I helped her sink into the chair. I instantly was on 
my knees, and sucking as if for my life. She took her 
hands and ran them through is hair, her neck arched a 
bit, not overly so, but in obvious pleasure. 

"Suck me, suck me, baby."

I sucked and sucked, and finally had to take my cock 
out, which I was starting to beat in a heavy rhythm, 
until I came with a sigh... Only then did I lean back on 
my haunches and take in the sight of my glorious mother, 
leaned back a bit in my chair, nipples erect and hard 
and at attention, her face flushed, her breasts full. 
I'd noticed before, but really noticed now, the fullness 
of my mother's belly, never the flat board of the hard 
bodies, but it was beautiful. I knew I wanted to 
experience that navel which was below the panty line, 
the spot marked by a flat spot stretched taut... But I 
felt I already had gone as far as she would let me.

"Mom, how was that?" I breathed.

"Wonderful," she sighed, "but I need a lot more sucking 
than that..." and I went back to work and licked and 
sucked until my mother's back arched with pleasure and 
she cried and "hmmmmed after what may have been her 
coming... I never thought Ginny would be outdone, but 
just my mother's breasts were enough to convince me that 
she would be the best sex of my life, ever!

I stopped suckling, and just laid there, my head lightly 
against one of her breasts. She held me against her. 
"You can have me like this every day," she said. "Every 
day, after school, whenever your father isn't home, 
anytime, I love you." I wasn't sure how I was going to 
sleep knowing my beautiful fucking mother was in the 
room next to mine.

Well, she was truly beautiful, my cock felt that for 
sure. Every day when I came home from school, I'd come 
in the door, look my mother in the eye, take her hand, 
and lead her to my bedroom. We got to the point where it 
was almost as exciting for me to unbutton her blouse, 
turn her around, unhook her bra, and start fondling her 
tits, as it was to suck them. 

The anticipation was tremendous, every fucking day. I'd 
walk into the house with a huge hard on, and eventually, 
I'd even drop my pants so I was naked from the waist 
down while I stripped my mother to her waist. There were 
days before I'd undress her that I'd come up from behind 
her, kiss her neck, tongue her ear, and feel her boobs 
through her top, and started the slightest pushing with 
my hips into her ass. She was always a little defensive 
then, wanted only her tits to receive attention. Bu that 
attention she loved more than anything, I think she was 
in love with my mouth.

And I had the freedom that I never had before. I used to 
have to listen, hardly breathing, whenever I stroked 
himself or beat off between the pillows, afraid I'd get 
caught, but now, not only did I not have to be furtive 
and hide, I could do whatever I wanted to pleasure 
myself with my door wide open. Even better, there were 
days when I had to relieve himself even after sucking my 
mother's gorgeous lobes, and I would go out to her, tell 
I was going to play with myself, and she would most 
often come in my room to watch. I hoped for more, of 
course, even though I continued to fuck my 'girlfriend' 
Ginny.

One day, after many weeks of suckling, and having always 
done nothing with my cock but stroke it myself, I 
thought I'd try something different. I knew my mother 
enjoyed looking at my cock, but she'd never said 
anything about ever touching it herself. Well, I wanted 
her to do something for me. After a particularly intense 
sucking session, and having avoided touching himself, I 
stood up with my raging hard on and placed myself as 
close to my mother as I could, she still slumped down in 
the chair in my room. Mom stared at my boner lovingly. 

I just stood there, come oozing out the tip of my 
throbbing penis, and started talking. "Mom, I know you 
haven't said we'd ever do more than what we have been 
doing, but I'd give anything to at least rub my dick on 
your tits..." She knew what I wanted. "Let's do 
something even better." 

She stood up, and laid down on my bed, her tits swaying 
as she walked. "Come over here to the bed. Get on top of 
me and I'll let you rub your cock between my tits..." 

Yes, even her language had gotten more intimate. It took 
me all of 5 seconds to be on top of my mother, thrusting 
my stiff dick on my dear mother's chest as she grabbed 
her full, pretty melons and pushed them together so 
tightly that I thought it felt a lot like being inside 
Ginny's sweet tight cunt. Faster and faster I pumped, 
until I came, gushing, "Ughhhhhh..." 

The splatter, not a very great deal as I'd been pumping 
my meat many times each day, was still enough to make a 
pool of liquid love on the spot just above where her 
cleavage would have been if she were sitting up. I 
lifted myself off of her, and set one cheek of my butt 
right near her hip, close, and started to lovingly 
massage my jism into her skin. 

"Now that was great," I murmured, and started to take a 
drop of my come on the tip of my finger and work it into 
one of her nipples. She continued to lay there, her eyes 
open, probably not sure where this was going.

I continued to love the attention my mother allowed me 
to give her. There was no bound to our intimacy any 
longer. I would wander into the bathroom whenever she 
was bathing, sometimes to kneel over the edge of the tub 
and massage her tits, and sometimes to let my eyes drift 
to that dark hair on her mons that still fascinated me 
and couldn't keep off my mind. 

Not only her pubic hair, but that slightly protuberant 
belly stimulated my imagination. Her navel, slightly 
closed from a bit of underlying padding, looked like a 
perfect place to put the tip of my cock, and rub until I 
came... What would that belly, rubbing against mine, 
during passionate fucking, feel like? She let me look.

It wasn't entirely me giving her pleasure, either. 
Several weeks into this relationship, she began to 
stroke my aching dick for me, as well. No longer, unless 
I chose to do so, did I have to relieve the aching 
pleasure in my nuts by pulling at my own cock. My mother 
started doing that for me. One day, after our regular 
tit suck session, and after coming while stroking 
myself, I just backed up, and stood up. 

My cock was still hard, of course. I was bold then. 
"Mom, Ginny likes to play with it. I'd love to have you 
play with it, too."

She looked up at me, and then down at my raging hard on, 
then after minute of just looking, reached out and 
brushed the underside of my shaft with the tips of one 
hand, starting to slide up and down, then faster, giving 
her all, her hand fully in contact, until I shot off. 

"God, Mom, that was incredible," I shuddered. I'd 
finally experienced my mother's touch.

Presently, my thoughts centered on intercourse. I 
thought about it all the time. God, what an experience 
it would be to fuck my mother! A few short months into 
this love affair, it turned out my father, was going on 
a weeklong trip. I knew exactly what I wanted, but 
wasn't sure how to approach my mother. No point in being 
subtle. 

One afternoon after suckling her passionately, I simply 
told her "Mom, I think we need to screw." I wasn't yet 
comfortable with using the word fuck in front of her, 
though I hoped one day I would be. "Really? What are you 
talking about?," she said. "Well, after all we've done, 
I think I'd like for us to pretend you're my wife, and 
I'm your husband, while dad's gone for that week trip 
he's taking." 

We were lovers in everything but fucking anyway, and 
taking my penis into her wetness wouldn't make it any 
more wrong. But she put me off. "I don't think we can do 
that..." 

"But Mom..." 

"It isn't enough that you have Ginny, and you get to 
kiss me whenever and I beat you off?" 

"Well, yeah, I love sucking you, but I want more..." I 
wasn't sure where things would lead, and I was really 
worried that I'd fucked things up by going too far.

The weeks passed, until the night came when my father 
was out of town. Each day had been as before, a mixture 
of licking and sucking and having her masturbate me and 
putting my cock between her tits. 

I'm sure we both thought about the conversation we'd had 
weeks before, and I was hoping that on this night, the 
first night we'd be completely free from the danger of 
my father walking in on us, I would be inside my sweet 
mother. She saw the looked in my eyes when I'd come home 
from school that day, knew what I was expecting.

And perhaps she was as well, even though we'd not said a 
word about it since. That night, after her bath, she 
abandoned her usual ritual of putting on a pair of full 
white panties under her nightgown. Didn't bother to put 
on anything at all, before slipping her robe on, which I 
learned shortly. This was going to be the night. She 
came into my room, where I sat with a huge erection, 
pants already off. I knew what was happening, instantly. 

She stood before me, silently, and dropped her robe to 
the floor. I sat forward, and her freshly washed pussy 
was just a foot from my nose. We gazed into each other's 
eyes. Then I reached behind her hips, took her ass 
cheeks in my hands, and pulled her closer, firmly, but 
gently, so close now that the longest of the dark hairs 
were now touching my nose. I couldn't stand it. My 
tongue slipped out of my mouth, and encountered the 
flesh of my mother's labia. I started to kiss, a slow, 
open-mouthed kiss on the beginnings of her sex.

And then she stopped me with a hand on my shoulders, 
motioning for me to stand, and took my hand and led me 
to her bedroom. "Okay, darling, you'll be my husband. 
I'm yours..." she said as she laid back on her bed, and 
parted her legs. 

This was like a dream for me, couldn't believe she was 
offering her entire body to me. But I couldn't stand it, 
again, and moved quickly to those parted thighs, for the 
first time looking into her pussy, lips slightly out, 
surrounded by that deeply shaded hair. Yes, yes, I 
slipped my tongue into that already damp slot of lust.

I could not believe that I was licking my mom's pussy. 
The smell, the feeling, the taste, wetness that I 
couldn't wait to slide my aching dick into. I was so hot 
and excited that I took only enough time to run my 
tongue from her hot hole, over her hairy mons, up over 
that full belly, between her tits, and then, pausing 
only for a moment, before sinking my throbbing erection 
into the slippery loveliness of her hot gash.

I was so utterly turned on, even by my own chant of, 
"Mom, mom, mom, mom..." which I'd started to say with 
every thrust of my cock into her quim.

Finally, after ever increasing moans of passion, I came 
and spurted what felt like a gallon of spew into her 
sweet cunt. "Oh God, I love you, Mom" I sighed when hew 
could breath again, still pumping her with the little 
bit of stiffness I had left. I never wanted to be 
outside that lovely pussy again, I thought.

Later on that night, while I wanted to keep fucking her, 
my fascination with the hair between her legs made me 
try something a little different. The next hard on I 
got, I started to rub my cock through the fur on her 
pussy. And instead of slipping my dick inside her, I 
moved up a little, and ended up rubbing my balls in that 
patch of hair, an incredible stimulation to my nuts, so 
much so that after rubbing them over and over in the 
silky fur.

I came over and over again on my mother's belly, which I 
worked in with my hands after I finally was able to stop 
himself from stroking my genitals through the hair, then 
rubbing her stomach and cunt with my hand, massaging in 
my come.

My penis was hers. After letting me caress her, she 
lifted her head from the pillow, enough to look down at 
my crotch and my now only semi rigid member, still 
glistening with her juices. She reached down to start to 
stroke it.
She touched my cock with her hand, and I almost 
shuddered with her touch, the anticipation of pleasure, 
even after all the sex we'd had. She took my member 
between her thumb and forefinger, making an O shape, and 
starting sliding that ring up and down the shaft, 
feeling the slipperiness of her own wetness making the 
perfect friction, until I came again.

After fucking her as many times as I could, and feeling 
tired, I lay next to her as she lay on her back, 
whispering loving words to her, and gently moving my 
hand between her legs as we both fell off to sleep...

I had my dream come true. What boy would not want to 
come home from school, knowing that he had a hot mouth 
and tongue, full breasts with sweet erect nipples, and a 
wet loving cunt waiting for him whenever he got there? 
I'd walk into the house, again taking my mother's hand 
and walk with her to my bedroom, and start to strip her, 
only now, I didn't have to stop after I'd unveiled her 
to the waist. I could continue to peel off whatever she 
was wearing below, usually some kind of slacks, and 
then, most often on my knees, start rolling the white 
panties off her full belly, exposing that patch of hair 
that I loved so well, until she stood there, nude, and 
ready for sex. 

I'd often start to kiss her pubic hair, smelling the 
womanly scent coming from the always moistening labia, 
and I'd get so excited that I'd have trouble pulling off 
my clothes as she lay back on my bed and open her legs 
to receive my dick inside of her. I loved that fact that 
I could, almost any time I wanted, fill my mother with 
my liquid lust, and which was turning into liquid love, 
to be sure. I wondered if I'd ever find sex as good as 
it was with my darling mother.

There were later days when the danger of our sex was too 
great with my father around, and on those days we'd 
excite each other by moments of flashing each other. I'd 
take out my stiff cock and let her stroke it a few 
times, and when she could, she'd drop her pants so I 
could look at her pussy, and sometimes have enough time 
to let me kiss and lick it.

We did more, too. She didn't want to, but in time, I'd 
get her to suck my cock, and I'd lick her asshole, and 
more, but maybe that's another story...

The End

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The author does not condone child abuse, this story is
meant as an erotic fantasy not real life. Anyone acting
out such scenarios in "real life" can look forward to
many unproductive years getting it up the butt by a 
fellow convict in their local prison.
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