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Skinny Dipping With My Maiden Aunt
by Day Dreamer (address withheld)
***
A Story of Sexual Discovery: A 15-year-old boy is sent
to live with his grandfather and his aunt. Things are
definitely different there than they were at home,
starting with the expectation that he would be sharing a
bed with his Aunt Sue. (F/m-teen, underage, inc)
***
After my parents got divorced, I lived with Mom. She had
a good job and apparently was well paid because we never
seemed to lack for any necessities. She got a recent
promotion, though, and now she has to travel quite a
bit. Although she seems to really like her job, having
to leave me alone bothers her a whole lot.
I'll have to hand it to Mom, she's very conscientious
and seems to worry considerably about being a good
parent. More than anything else, she worries that I
won't get proper care during those times she has to be
out of town. She doesn't seem to realize that I'm a
fifteen-year-old boy who is well able to take care of
himself.
No matter how much I plead and argue my maturity, she
simply will not agree to leaving me alone by myself
overnight. When those occasions arise that she has to be
away, she arranges for me to stay with Aunt Sue and
Grandpa. I stayed there at night couple of times before
school was out, but now that summer's here, I stay all
day and all night. This time I've been here a couple of
days, and will probably stay a few more before Mom gets
back in town.
Aunt Sue is Mom's sister. She is several years younger
than Mom, so she can't be too old, but Mom once referred
to her as a maiden aunt. When I asked what that meant,
Mom said it meant that she had never married, and since
she was stuck on the farm taking care of Grandpa,
probably never would marry. I said that I thought
"maiden" meant "virgin" and Mom said, kind of half-
laughing, that with Aunt Sue's limited opportunities it
probably did. That puzzled me because I couldn't see
where marriage and virginity had anything to do with
each other.
I sure didn't want to get married, but that didn't keep
me from wanting to stop being a virgin. I certainly
wasn't a virgin by choice--I just had never had an
opportunity to make it with a girl. My virginity was a
condition I hoped to change the very first chance I got.
When that time might come, I had no idea. I had never
even felt up a girl, much less done anything else. Thus
far, the closest I had come to a pussy was the Playboy
centerfold.
Aunt Sue and Grandpa live on Grandpa's farm just outside
of town. It only takes about thirty minutes to get
there, so having to stay at their place isn't that much
of a problem. The main difficulty is that they have only
two bedrooms and I have to sleep with Aunt Sue in her
big double bed. I have my own bedroom at home, and
getting used to sleeping with someone else wasn't easy--
particularly when that someone else was a pretty girl
like Aunt Sue.
Although I complained about having to go to Aunt Sue's,
I really didn't mind it that much. Grandpa kept beer in
the refrigerator, and sometimes he would let me drink a
bottle when he did. Aunt Sue would fuss, but Grandpa
would tell her to leave us alone, that we are about
"men's business." Of course, that would make me feel ten
feet tall. Even though she put on a show, Aunt Sue
wasn't really concerned about it and never told Mom.
Despite her mock scolding about my drinking beer, Aunt
Sue and I became good friends. She insisted that I call
her simply "Sue," that "Aunt Sue" was way too formal.
She laughed, her face turning a little red, and said if
we were going to sleep in the same bed, we should at
least be on a first-name basis.
With respect to sleeping in the same bed, I have to
admit that the arrangement was beginning to cause me a
problem. The problem is that being in bed with Sue makes
me terribly horny. (Not that it takes much, anyway.
Being horny is a steady-state condition for me.) I was
very much aware that right next to me was a female, a
girl who had big breasts and a pussy.
Sue usually dressed in bulky loose-fitting clothes, even
her night clothes were heavy material, so I could only
guess at what those parts of her anatomy might look
like. Even so, knowing that all that separated her
probably virgin pussy from my definitely virgin cock was
just a few inches of bed space made me ultra-sensitive
to our sleeping arrangements. I went to sleep many a
night with a hard-on and had erotic dreams about girls.
To make it worse, the girls in my dreams looked like
Sue.
Although the extra travel involved with staying at Sue's
place during school time was a little inconvenient--she
had to take me to school and pick me up--staying there
in the summer was a real treat. Even though all of us
still referred to it as "the farm," it really wasn't one
anymore. Grandpa quit farming years ago, and now it was
simply pasture land he leased out for grazing a few head
of cattle.
Sue had a little vegetable garden, but other than that
it was just a lot of open space. For a boy of fifteen,
though, it is a wonderland. There are lots of areas that
I still haven't explored, and staying there in summer
gives me opportunity to just roam around, laze in the
shade, and generally goof off.
Sue is a great lover of the outdoors, and sometimes when
the weather is especially nice, she goes to extra
trouble to carry all the food out to the big picnic
table under the oak tree so we can eat in the wide-open.
It's always a lot of fun, the three of us laughing and
making a festive occasion out it. That is, until Grandpa
gets sleepy and decides it's his nap time.
He always takes a nap after lunch, and even the fun of
eating outdoors doesn't deter him from his daily
schedule. He always put in a good two hours of log
sawing, and thunder, lightning, or even a earthquake
couldn't wake him until he has his nap out. He sleeps
just as soundly at night, too. Sue said that on several
occasions she had tried to wake him, but it was next to
impossible.
**
One morning when I was in the kitchen with Sue, she
asked me if I had ever been down to the creek at the far
end of the farm. I had never explored that part of the
farm and had no idea there was a creek there. I told
that I hadn't but now that I knew it was there I would
go explore that part of the farm. She said that she had
an even better idea -- that the two of us would carry a
lunch basket and have a picnic there. She indicated that
Grandpa wasn't up to walking that far, but she would
feed him his lunch and while he was taking his nap we
would go there and have our picnic. That sounded great
to me. It combined two of my favorite things--exploring
and eating -- and I waited impatiently for lunch time to
finally get there.
Shortly before noon, Sue called to me and said she was
just about ready. I went back into the kitchen and found
Sue and Grandpa there. I was more than a little
surprised by what else I found, Sue dressed in a pair of
shorts and a tee shirt. Seeing her dressed like that, I
was mystified about why she hid herself in such full,
baggy clothes. She had a super figure: long-legged,
slender-waisted and big-boobed. I couldn't keep my eyes
off her and my cock twitched in my pants at the sight.
Sue set out lunch for Grandpa and told him to have a
nice nap afterward, that she and I were going down to
the creek and have a picnic. He didn't pay much
attention, just told us "kids" to have a good time. Sue
pointed to the picnic basket and said that a big strong
guy like me should be the one to carry it.
Since Sue knew the way, she took the lead and I
followed. Walking closely behind her, I couldn't help
but notice the way her rear end twisted and the cheeks
of her ass moved as she walked. Her shorts were really
short-shorts, and after she had walked a little way,
they worked upward on her ass so that the bottoms of her
ass cheeks showed.
I could see the edge of her white panties peeking out
from under the shorts, and the sight worked on me like
waving a red flag excites a bull. I had been excited
from seeing some of Sue's hidden charms revealed, but
getting a peek of panties made my cock get rock-solid
hard and bulge out the front of my pants. I was relieved
that I was behind her so that she couldn't see the
effect she was having on me.
By the time we finally arrived at our destination, I was
about as horny as I had ever been in my entire life.
Having watched Sue's firm ass as it squirmed and twisted
for the last twenty minutes had my cock throbbing and
aching. My horniness, though, was almost secondary to my
frustration. The realization that the ass I had been
watching, indeed the whole of Sue's beautiful body, lay
beside me each night, so close yet so far away and
untouchable, made me gnash my teeth. I couldn't help but
groan and give a big sigh of anguish.
The place where Sue had taken us was really nice. The
creek had a limestone bed and was surrounded by grass
that was almost like a lawn. Big oak trees shaded a lot
of the area and made it so quiet and restful that I
could easily see why Sue considered it a good place for
a picnic. At one time, someone had dammed the creek so
as to make a pond, and even though part of the dam had
washed away, there was still a nice-sized pool. The
water looked cool and clear, ideal for swimming.
Sue spread a tablecloth and laid out the food from the
basket. Seeing and smelling the food made me realize how
hungry I was, and I dove in with relish. Sue seemed to
have a good appetite, too, and between the two of us we
quickly disposed of the picnic lunch. Feeling full and
relaxed, I stretched out on the grass and gazed up at
the sky.
Sue laid down beside me, and together we just lay there
silent, enjoying the peace and quiet of the warm
afternoon. I shifted positions a little, and when I did
my hand came into contact with Sue's. She didn't move
hers so I left my hand where it was. It may have been
just an accidental touch, but it was electrifying to me.
Seeing Sue in her scanty clothes had caused me to become
infatuated with her woman's mature body, and being able
to touch her, even if only with a mere touching of
fingers, sent little shivers through me.
After a while I sat up and looked at the water in the
pool.
"That sure looks like a good place to swim," I said.
Sue said, "Yes, it is. When your mother and uncles and I
were kids we used swim here real often. I was the
littlest of all, so about all I got to do was stick my
feet in. We all went skinny-dipping, back then."
"You went swimming naked?" I asked.
"Yeah, we sure did," Sue said with kind of an
embarrassed laugh. "None of us owned a bathing suit."
"Was it fun? Swimming, I mean."
"Oh, yes. Course, we didn't keep it up too long. After
we got old enough to know what the difference between
girls and boys meant we had to stop."
"Do you ever go swimming now?" I asked.
"Well, sometimes I still sneak out here and take a dip."
"You skinny-dip?"
Sue laughed, her face flushing just a little, and said,
"Yeah. I still don't own a bathing suit."
"I sure would like for us to go swimming right now," I
said.
"Well, I've already told you I don't have a bathing suit
and you don't have one, either, so I guess we're just
out of luck."
"We could go skinny-dipping, like you say you do."
Sue's face turned red and she said, "Donny, I sure know
the difference between girls and boys now, and a good-
looking boy like you surely does, so we couldn't do
that."
Undaunted and still practically panting to see more of
Sue's body, I said, "We could swim in our underwear.
That wouldn't show any more than a bathing suit does."
Sue's eyes kind of narrowed and I could tell she was
thinking about my suggestion. Finally, she said, "Well,
maybe we could. You're right, the way bathing suits are
today, our underwear would cover more than they do.
Okay, we'll do it. But not a word about it to your
mother. She'd skin me alive if she knew we did such a
thing."
I took my hand and made like I was zipping my mouth.
"Not a word. You have my solemn oath."
Having made up her mind, she was almost like a kid,
eager to get on with it. She stood up and pulled the
tee-shirt over her head and unbuttoned the waist of her
shorts. The shorts were tight and she had to wriggle her
hips to get them off. Seeing her there in her panties
and bra, her hips squirming like that made me forget
that I was supposed to be undressing too. Sue saw me
staring and said, "Now cut that out, Donny. I'm already
a little embarrassed--don't make it any worse."
I pulled off my shirt and started lowering my pants so
that I would be dressed in just my Jockey shorts. I
realized then that I had a real problem. My cock was
hard and throbbing and my state of arousal would be
obvious to Sue. Turning my back, I managed to cram my
cock down into the crotch of my shorts so at least I
didn't look like I had a fat sausage pole stuck in my
shorts. Some bulge still showed, but maybe Sue would
just think I was well developed.
Half way presentable, I ran down to the water and waded
in. Being in first would give me a change to look at Sue
without appearing to be staring. I turned around and
watched Sue as she carefully inched her way to the
water, wincing a little as the rocks hurt her feet. It
was a good thing I had my cock tucked in secure because
just watching her coming toward me, white panties and
bra on, would have turned the front of my shorts into a
tent.
"Come on in, the water's just great," I said. Talking to
her required me to face her, and that's exactly what I
wanted to do. This was the first time I had ever seen a
girl in her underwear, and even though I couldn't see
any more than I could have if she had on a bathing suit,
just the thought of it's being underwear excited me
beyond any point I had been before then.
Sue waded out a little way and sat down in the water,
sub- merging herself to a level that her breasts were
just at the water line. They bobbed up and down, as if
they were floating on the surface, and my hands itched
to reach out and feel them, to discover for the first
time what it felt like to put my hand on a girl's flesh.
I knew, though, that doing that would probably make her
more than a little angry, and that she would want to get
out right then. All I wanted was to stay there with her
as long as possible, drinking in the sight of her creamy
skin and reveling in the idea that I was so close to an
almost-nude girl.
I dog-paddled over to her and sat in the water alongside
her. She had a smile on her face and I knew that she was
having fun. I said, "I can see why you like this place--
it's a super swimming hole. Is it deeper in the middle?"
Sue said, "Yeah, quite a bit. Come on, I'll show you."
She paddled out a ways and stood up, the water almost up
to her neck. I came out by her and stood, too. We were
so close that when she turned toward me her breast
brushed my arm, its firm weight pressing against it. She
didn't seem to pay any attention, and I was very happy
about that. She said, "It's even deeper than this right
out here," and stepped toward the middle of the pond.
Suddenly, she went completely under, her head
disappearing under the surface.
Instinctively, I reached out for her, my arms and hands
extended, to pull her back up. I ducked under the water
and grabbed her under the armpits and lifted her up.
When I did, she fell back against me and my hands
slipped around to her front, each hand cupping one of
her round, firm breasts. I couldn't help myself--I
squeezed and kneaded them, gently massaging them through
the fabric of her bra.
Sue went stiff in my arms, her body straightening out so
that she stood full erect. Her hands came up and covered
mine and for just a few moments we remained frozen in
that position. She turned around then, dislodging my
hands from her breasts, and said, "Wow, I guess I
stepped in a hole there. Thanks for being so quick and
pulling me up. I'd better get back in the shallow water
where I'll be safe."
Sue waded into shallow water and sat down, her legs
apart and extended in front of her. The water came up to
only the tops of her thighs and it was so clear and
clean that I could see all the way to the bottom. The
bottom, though, wasn't what I was looking at. Sue's
panties, which had been opaque when dry, were completely
transparent now that they were wet.
I could clearly see the full extent of her swatch of
black pubic hair and even distinguish the top of the
cleft that ran down the middle of that dark triangle. My
breath caught in my throat and I became dry-mouthed. I
had longed to see a girl's pussy, and now I was getting
at least a partial look at Sue's. My cock worked its way
out of its tucked position and completely bulged out the
front of my shorts.
I immediately turned around and went back out to deeper
water where I could readjust my cock without Sue being
able to tell what I was doing. Once again presentable, I
came back to her and sat next to her. I couldn't tear my
eyes off of Sue's sexual area. Since she was beside me,
she couldn't see how my eyes bored into the space
between her thighs. I was so distracted by the sight
that I couldn't even carry on a decent conversation,
just saying "Uh-huh" and "Yeah" to whatever she said.
After a while, she stood up and said that it was getting
late and she needed to get home to start supper.
Even though I tried to turn my eyes away in time, she
caught them zeroing in on her crotch. Looking down at
herself, she said, "Oh, God, just look at me. I thought
underwear was safe to wear, but I might have well have
gone skinny-dipping. Come on, let's get out of here and
get dressed." We got out and put our clothes on over our
wet underwear and headed for the farmhouse.
That night after Sue and I were in bed, she said,
"Donny, since my wet panties showed so much that I might
as well been naked, if we go swimming tomorrow we can
skinny-dip if you'd like to. But, again, absolutely no
word of it to your mother. Understand?"
I could hardly keep from stammering as I answered,
"Yeah, I'd like to go skinny-dipping. And as far telling
Mom, I've already made a blood oath with you."
"Just checking to be sure. Good night, Donny."
I was so excited that I wasn't able to go to sleep
immediately as I usually did. My cock was hard and
throbbing at the thought of being completely naked with
Sue, of seeing a real live fully nude girl for the first
time. As if that weren't enough, Sue's action at this
time made it even more difficult to go to sleep.
She rolled over in bed and in the process pressed her
hand up against my buttocks. It felt like a hot ember
burning a hole in my skin. Sue's breathing was slow and
regular, so I figured she was asleep and it was an
accident. After a long while, even with the heat of her
hand against me and the discomfort of a hard and aching
cock, I too fell asleep.
When I woke up the next morning, the front of my shorts
were a gooey mess--I had had a wet dream. The sheet had
a wet spot, too, and I knew Sue would see the evidence
of my reaction to seeing her in her transparent panties.
Remembering the dream I had, I was not surprised at the
mess I had made. Sue and I had just finished swimming,
both of us completely nude, and we were on the bank,
lying together on a big towel.
I had one hand on her breast and the other buried
between her thighs, my fingers delving into her pussy.
She was busy, too, with a hand clasping my rigidly hard
cock and stroking it up and down. In my dream, I shot
off into the air and all over her hand. I must have shot
off in real life, too, with the cum in my shorts and on
the bed the result.
I went to the bathroom and cleaned myself up and put on
clean shorts. I planned to try to clean the sheet with a
wet wash cloth, but I was too late--Sue was already
making the bed and had seen the wet blotch. She stroked
her fingers across the wet spot and then rubbed them
together, feeling the slippery texture of my boy juice.
I was standing in the doorway and there wasn't anything
I could do to avoid her confronting me about what had
happened. She looked at me and said, "Looks like someone
had a naughty accident last night. You must have been
dreaming about one of those cute little high school
girls." I was embarrassed and didn't answer. Sue laughed
and said, "Well, she must have been a real knock-out.
Who was it, Donny?"
I sure didn't want to admit that it was she I dreamed
of-- she'd probably faint from embarrassment. I figured
the best thing to do was just not answer. Sue saw that I
was going to stay silent and teasingly said, "What's the
matter, cat got your tongue?"
Responding to her teasing persistence, I said, "Okay, if
you just have to know, I dreamed about you."
Sue turned just a little red, apparently not as
embarrassed as I was. I turned away, determined to go
outside so that she wouldn't see me red-faced. As I was
leaving, I heard Sue whisper in a way I'm sure she
didn't intend for me to hear, "I dreamed about you,
too."
I managed to stay away from Sue until noontime when she
called me into the house. She didn't seem the least bit
perturbed about what happened that morning. She was
smiling and seemed happier than I had seen her in a long
time. She told me she had packed a picnic lunch and if I
wanted to we could go down to the creek and eat it. I
told her I would like that very much. I grabbed the
picnic basket and we left the house and started for the
creek.
About half way to the creek, I asked, "Can we go
swimming?"
"If you want to."
"Swim like you said we could?" I asked, almost
breathlessly.
"If that's what you would like to do, then that's what
we'll do. DO you want us to go skinny-dipping?"
Hardly believing my good fortune, I almost shouted,
"Yeah, I want us to go skinny-dipping."
When we finally got to the creek, Sue spread a table
cloth and a blanket. She said that since we were going
to go skinny-dipping we may as well take advantage of it
and get a little sun tanning at the same time. Just the
thought of being on a blanket with Sue and both of us
naked brought my cock to half mast. Oh, God, maybe
she'll let me touch her a little, I fantasized.
Sue started to take the lunch out of the basket and put
it on the table cloth, but I told her that maybe we
should go swimming first. After all, I told her,
swimming gives a person an appetite, so it would be
better to wait until later to eat. The truth was that I
really didn't care when we ate or if we at all. My mind
was on Sue taking off her clothes and getting naked and
I didn't want anything to delay that. I was getting
ready to see my first real pussy and I didn't want to
wait one second longer than necessary.
Sue smiled and said, "You're not fooling me, Donny.
You're just eager to go skinny-dipping. Isn't that it?"
I tried to act nonchalant about the matter, keeping a
straight face, and said, "Well, what I said about eating
is true, isn't it?"
Smiling even broader than before, Sue said, "Sure,
you're right, all right. Okay, skinny-dipping it is.
That means it's down-to-the-buff time. Start shucking,
Donny, let's see who can be the first one in the water."
I wasn't in any hurry to undress. What I really wanted
was to watch Sue take her clothes off, to see all of her
feminine secret areas exposed to my view. She was making
a contest of it, though, so my hopes to see her disrobe
were frustrated. Well, I could at least get into the
water first and get to see her as she came toward me.
That way, I would get a good look at Sue's jiggling
breasts, but most of all, get my first look at a girl's
pussy.
I stripped my clothes as fast as I could, almost ripping
the buttons off, in order to be first in the water.
Before I even had my shoes and socks and shirt off,
though, I heard splashing and giggling behind me.
Turning around, I saw Sue's back as she waded out into
the water, only her naked backside visible to me. Sue
quickly waded out into deep water and ducked herself
under so that only her head and shoulders showed. Damn!
I cursed silently to myself, I missed my chance to see
Sue.
Sue wasn't missing a chance to see me, though. As I
walked down to the water, my rigid cock bobbed and
weaved before me, moving up and down and around in
circles with each step. Sue stopped her giggling and
watched, her eyes never leaving me as I came forward, my
cock like a ship's bowsprit. Finally, the target of her
stare went under the water and I waded out beside Sue.
She grinned at me, giggling once more, and said, "I
cheated. All I wore was just my dress."
I grinned back at Sue and splashed water into her face,
partly playing but also partly to get even with her for
cheating me out of a good look at her privates. Instead
of my getting to see her, all that happened was for me
to give her a good show of my hard cock. I guess I
should have been embarrassed about having a hard-on, but
Sue's giggling and grin dispelled any of those feelings.
Without warning, Sue jumped toward me and pushed my head
under water, giving me a thorough ducking. I came up
sputtering and lunged for her, determined to get even.
She had anticipated my move, though, and had already
swum away. I raced after her and grabbed her foot,
pulling her under. Still grinning, she made another grab
for me, trying again to duck my head under water. I
managed to dodge and grapple with her, my arms and hands
around her body. As we grappled, she brushed her front
against my hard-on, pressing it upright against my
stomach.
At that same instant, my hand covered one of her
breasts, stroking against it and squeezing it. Sue
jumped away, and laughing, said, "Uh-uh, you're breaking
the rules. One of the rules of skinny-dipping is no
feeling each other up. Everyone can look all they want,
but no handling the merchandise."
Her grin was infectious, and grinning just as big as
she, I replied, "All right, no more feelies, but you
have to quit ducking. Okay?"
Mollified, but still grinning, Sue said, "Okay, but
you're taking the fun out of it."
And you're taking the fun out of it for me, too, I
thought to myself.
Remembering Sue's words about being able to look all we
wanted and the way she gave me the once-over as I waded
into the water, I thought that maybe there was still
hope to see Sue's naked body in its entirety. Determined
not to waste a chance, I waded out of the water, dried
off, and sat on the blanket. "Hey, Sue," I shouted, "I'm
hungry. Come on out and let's eat."
"Yeah, I'm hungry, too," Sue said, and waded out of the
deep water toward me. As she advanced, her breasts
emerged, bobbing up and down in the water and then fully
exposed, jiggling on their own. Her waist came into view
and then her navel. I sat there, holding my breath in
anticipation, as Sue's dark pubic triangle came into
view. Her thighs followed, and then she was fully out of
the water, walking toward me. I couldn't take my eyes
off Sue's hairy center.
The vertical line of her vaginal cleft was clearly
visible as she advanced toward me. The sway of her hips
and the easy way her breasts moved up and down with each
step made a beautiful backdrop for the main attraction--
her fur-covered sexual center. I couldn't have torn my
eyes away even upon threat of death. My breath came in
little pants as I gazed in wide-eyed rapture upon my
first real-live, fully naked woman.
Sue ignored the way I was staring, a slight smile on her
face the only evidence that she noticed. She sat down on
the blanket and took our sandwiches and cold drinks out
of the basket. The table cloth was no longer needed--
eating in the raw required something other than the
ground to sit on. Once she had completed our culinary
arrangements, Sue sat cross- legged and started in on
her sandwich.
I took a bite of mine but my mouth was so dry that I
couldn't even chew, I had to take a drink of Coke to get
rid of the cotton. With Sue sitting in that position,
her vulva gaped wide open, I had an unobstructed view of
the moist, pink flesh inside the cleft that split her
thighs and was almost trembling in reaction. It's a good
thing we were eating and not trying to talk. I wouldn't
have been able to get anything out except stammers and
mumbles.
During the silence of our meal, Sue did her own looking.
Although she tried to be more circumspect about staring
than I, she kept her eyes mainly on my throbbing, rigid
cock. She apparently meant it when she said that looking
was okay.
When we finished eating and Sue had cleaned up the
remains of our lunch, she stretched on the blanket.
Taking that as invitation, I stretched alongside, our
bodies close, but not touching. For a few seconds we
just lay there silent, each aware of the sexual
electricity our nakedness was producing, but reluctant
to speak. Finally, Sue broke the silence by saying, "You
know, the problem you have is why we had to quit skinny-
dipping."
"What do you mean?" I asked.
"Well, when our older brothers started getting like you
are now, Mother made us quit swimming together. She said
we were getting too old. Course, I was just a little kid
then and didn't know what was going on, but your mother
explained it to me when I got older." Sue laughed and
continued, "I guess it was too late then, though. Your
mother and Ned got eyes for each other and ended up
making love."
I could hardly believe Sue's words. I turned on my side,
facing her and said, "You mean Uncle Ned screwed Mom? He
screwed his own sister? You saw it?"
Sue laughed again and said, "No, I was too little then.
Even if I had seen them, I wouldn't have known what they
were doing. Your mother told me about it later. They
were lovers for two years before Ned went off to
college. They used to come to this spot right here."
I had never thought of Mom as having a sex life, of
being a sexual person. She was just Mom, that's all. Now
that I thought about it, I realized that Mom was really
very pretty and that as a teenager she must have been a
real heart- breaker. I saw in my mind a picture of she
and Uncle Ned, just teenagers like myself, coming to
that very spot, naked like Sue and I were, and
thoroughly loving each other. The thought excited me so
much that drops of pre-cum oozed out of my hard cock and
covered its head with a shiny liquid coating.
"You mustn't ever tell her I told you that. You know
that don't you?"
"Yeah. Don't worry, I'll never tell."
For a few moments after that we just lay on the blanket,
side by side, enjoying the warm sunshine. Then, in a
very quiet voice, Sue said, "Donny, is this the first
time you've seen a naked girl?"
Knowing from Sue's seeing my reaction to her nakedness
that it would have been fruitless to lie, I said, "Yes.
This is my first time."
"I kind of got that impression," she said with a soft
laugh. "Well, if it's any consolation to you, you're the
first boy I've ever see naked."
"But you must have had lots of dates," I said,
mystified. "Surely on some of them you must have gone
far enough to get naked with the guy."
"Well, living out on the farm like this, I haven't had
many dates. And those I've had have been with guys I
sure wouldn't want to go very far with."
"I guess that explains why you've looked at me as much
as I've looked at you," I said.
Laughing again, Sue said, "Yeah, I guess it does."
The silence we experienced earlier returned. After a few
moments, Sue turned on her side and faced me. In the
same sort of quiet voice she had used before, Sue said,
"Donny, tell me about your dream last night. You know,
the one that caused you to have your...ah...accident."
Remembering what Sue and I had done in my dream, I was
reluctant to tell her. If I did it would probably make
her upset and angry. Hedging an answer, I said, "Well,
it was just one of those kind of dreams, you know. One
that caused that to happen to me."
"Donny, you cut that out. Come on, tell me, please. I
promise I won't get embarrassed or upset."
Recalling that she hadn't gotten as upset as I expected
when I told her she had been the subject of my wet
dream, I decided to go ahead and take another chance and
tell her the details. She knew that what I dreamed
resulted in my coming all over my shorts and the bed, so
it wasn't any secret that the dream was about sex. If
she really wanted to know, then I would go ahead and
tell her. And not only tell her, but show her.
Turned as we were on the blanket, we were now face to
face. I looked right into her eyes when I said, "Well,
in my dream we were right where we are now, on a blanket
or a towel here at the creek. And naked just like we are
now. In my dream, though, we were touching each other."
I reached out and cupped one of her breasts in my hand,
holding it in a gentle grasp, saying, "I had one hand
right here."
Reaching my other hand down, I put it between her legs,
right on top of her pussy, saying, "And I had my other
hand right here, rubbing and feeling." I moved my
fingers inside the cleft my fingers had found, and
stroked them up and down, gently and softly. Sue lifted
one leg and bent it at the knee, giving my hand freedom
to further explore the whole area between her thighs.
"You said we were touching each other. Was I touching
you here?" Sue said, reaching her hand out and wrapping
it around my wet pulsating cock.
"Yes," I whispered, "We were making each other feel
good."
"I dreamed about you, too," Sue said.
"You did? What did you dream?"
Sue smiled and said, "Same dream as yours."
Sue closed her eyes, the soft smile still on her face,
and I took this as license to continue. She apparently
didn't need any license, because she continued to fondle
and caress my cock, causing more drops of pre-cum to
ooze out and cover her hand. In almost a trance of
rapture, I continued touching and stroking Sue's breast
and pussy.
I couldn't believe how wet her pussy was becoming. If
anything, she was wetter than I. Using her wetness as
lubrication, I probed a finger into the hole I found at
the bottom of Sue's cleft. I realized that I had my
finger in the same hole a cock was supposed to go in,
that for the very first time I was finger- fucking a
girl.
My thumb found a little nubbin right at the top of Sue's
gaping furrow and rubbed it with little light strokes.
Sue's hips started squirming and rotating in little
circles, moving against my fingers. Sue moaned softly as
I continued my attention on what I realized was a focus
point for her pleasure. I worked my finger in and out of
her hole and stroked her little swollen nub, increasing
the pace as my own passion level soared.
Sue's hand on my cock was driving me to levels of
pleasure I had never before experienced. I had
masturbated many times, but never had the pleasure even
approached what I felt then. I knew that soon Sue's hand
would be getting baptized in my hot cum. I could feel
the pressure building and building with each of Sue's
strokes and squeezes.
Sue's hips were rotating faster now and her thighs
pressed in and out against my hand, with a steadily
increasing rhythm. Sue moaned louder this time, and
thrust her hips against my hand, rotating them and
thrusting with an almost frenzied motion.
Sue reached out and pulled my head toward hers and
pressed her mouth to mine. We kissed open-mouthed, our
moans drowned in each other's oral cavities. My sensual
sensors were overpowered and even though I would have
liked for the pleasure I was receiving from Sue's hand
and from feeling and loving Sue's body to last forever,
I was beyond control. My body stiffened and my hips
thrust forward against Sue's hand.
My cock started jerking and went into contractions. Cum
spurted out, huge blob after huge blob arcing into the
air. It spattered on Sue's stomach, and some even got
down on her pussy, increasing the lubrication of my
stroking even more. I groaned aloud, unable to restrain
the expression of ecstasy being produced by the most
intense orgasm of my entire life. Soon cum covered Sue's
hand and dripped down on the inside of my thigh, forming
a warm, white pool.
Sue's thighs clasped my hand between them, immobilizing
it. "Oh, God! Oooohhhhhhh...." she moaned, she moan
trailing off as she trembled and spasms wracked her
whole abdomen. She stopped her hand movements on my cock
and we lay there, still, unmoving, with after-waves of
pleasure washing over us. After long moments of silence,
Sue opened her eyes and said, "Is that what happened in
your dream?"
"Yeah," I whispered. "But it was better in real life
than in my dream."
"This is what happened in my dream, too. And you're
right. Real life is better than any dream."
Sue sat up and looked at the way cum had spattered and
dripped on both us. "God, we sure made a mess, didn't
we. Looks like another dip is in order." We both went
into the water and rinsed the evidence of our mutual
pleasure from our bodies. "My gosh, it must be getting
late. Come on, we need to get back to the house." I
followed her home again, watching her ass squirm under
her dress, knowing that the dress was all that covered
it. Just thinking about her bare pussy under the dress
kept my cock swollen to a half-hard.
That night after Sue and I were in bed, I reached out
and stroked her ass, lightly caressing it. Sue
whispered, "No, not now. Wait'll tomorrow, when we can
go back to the creek." She turned to me and gave me a
little pecking kiss on the lips. "Be good now. We'll
have a real good time tomorrow." Without success, I
willed my erection to subside. Finally, even with a
hard-on, I drifted off to sleep.
**
The next morning, after breakfast was over, Sue
announced that she was going into town to pick up some
groceries and other items. I offered to go with her, but
she asked that I stay with Grandpa and keep him company.
She got a funny expression on her face when I asked
where else she going other than the grocery store, and
said, "Oh, I've just got some errands to run." When I
asked her if she were going to be back in time to go the
creek, she got kind of a secretive smile on her face and
said, "Oh, yes. After I get back we'll sure want to go
down to the creek."
The expression on her face and the tone of her voice
held an unspoken promise. She was tacitly communicating
that she was planning something, that she had a surprise
in mind. Whatever it might be, I could hardly wait. Just
the hope of getting to see her naked again, to get to
touch and fondle all the secret, wet parts of her body,
and to make hand-love to each other again had me almost
quivering in anticipation. If she had something special
planned, it could only be like another of my dreams
coming true.
Sue got back home shortly before noon and immediately
started preparing lunch. I was very disappointed to see
her setting out three places--it meant that we wouldn't
have our picnic at the creek. Sue must have seen the
disappointment on my face because she came up behind me
and wrapped her arms around my waist, pressing her full
mounds against my back, and whispered into my ear, "I'm
worried that Grandpa might be getting suspicious of us.
After we eat and he goes to sleep, then we'll go to the
creek. Okay?"
I nodded my head to indicate agreement and Sue rewarded
me by putting her mouth back to my ear and blowing into
it. As she blew, she moved her hands lower and rubbed my
groin just above my cock. Cold shivers ran up my spine
and my cock instantly jumped to attention, bulging out
the front of my pants. Sue laughed and said, "Quick, sit
down at the table or Grandpa will be more than
suspicious."
Somehow we managed to get through lunch without
incident. My cock stayed at full mast all through the
meal so I couldn't get up until Grandpa had left the
room. Sue cleaned up the kitchen and after checking to
be sure Grandpa was settled down, she beckoned to me
with her hand and I followed her out of the house.
Instead of the usual picnic hamper and other gear, Sue
got only some towels, her handbag, and a blanket. I
slung the blanket over my shoulder and we struck out for
the creek, hurrying faster than we ever had before.
When we arrived at the creek, we were both a little out
of breath from having hurried so fast. Sue spread the
blanket and put the towels and her handbag on it. She
had never brought a handbag before so I was a little
curious about why she had it. I thought that maybe she
bought some suntan lotion, and the thought excited me.
Maybe that was her surprise--getting to rub lotion all
over each other. Just the idea of being able to rub
lotion all over Sue's naked body brought my cock back up
to full erection. Sue noticed the way the front of my
pants tented out and said, "You'd better get out of
those clothes before that thing breaks off."
This time Sue didn't trick me by jumping out of her
clothes and into the water. Indeed, she was very slow
and deliberate in disrobing, standing on the blanket
facing me and taking off one garment at a time, almost
as if she were putting on a show. Taking the cue from
her, I faced her and performed my best version of what I
thought a strip tease would be.
Sue took off her shoes and socks and then slowly pulled
her dress over her head, revealing her panties and bra.
Her panties were white again today, but were bikini
style, high cut and much thinner than the ones she had
worn before. She reached behind her and loosed her bra,
shrugging her shoulders so that it fell off into her
hands, each cup falling away to reveal the creamy mound
it had held.
She dropped the bra to the ground and cupped her
luscious beauties, gently squeezing them and tweaking
the nipples between her fingers and thumbs. She dropped
her hands to the waist of her panties and slowly pushed
them downward, wriggling and rotating her hips as they
moved downward, first showing the softly rounded curve
of her belly and then the top of the dark mass of her
pubic hair. She continued pushing them down until they
reached her hips and then fell of their own accord to
her feet. She lifted one foot upward, the panties
clinging to it, and took the wispy fabric and added to
her pile of clothes.
As she lifted her leg, the slightly gaping cleavage
splitting her thighs showed its moist pink flesh. Her
eyes had never stopped boring into mine as she completed
the baring of her flesh. A slight smile curved her lips
upward. She moistened those lips by snaking out her
tongue and licking across them, seeming to relish their
taste and texture.
I had gotten down to my Jockey shorts and then went into
slow motion, caught up in Sue's revealing the secrets of
her femininity. My eyes were glued to her sexual center.
God, I believe I could have gazed at her pussy forever.
It was only after she had completed bared herself that I
finished lowering my shorts, stretching them over the
protruding rigidity of my cock. Only as it popped out of
its confinement and sprang outwards, rigid and
throbbing, did Sue take her eyes from mine.
As my cock came into view, she dropped her vision to it,
staring long and hard. She licked her lips again as I
lifted a leg to remove my shorts from my feet. During
our strip show not one word had been spoken. We had both
held our breaths, taking in the entirety of the other's
body, and only after we were completely nude did we
breathe again, taking deep gulps of air.
I expected Sue to head for the water but she lay down on
the blanket instead, stretching supine, her legs
slightly apart so that all the area at her groin was
open to my inspection. She looked up at me and said, "Do
you think I have a nice body, Donny?"
There wasn't any way I could be objective. To me, Sue at
that moment was Venus de Milo, Aphrodite, and the Mona
Lisa all wrapped up into one. She was sex personified,
the subject of all my wet dreams and masturbatory
fantasies. I licked my lips as she had done and said,
"Sue, you are absolutely perfect. Your body is
beautiful."
"Am I as pretty as your mother?"
The question caught me completely by surprise. I paused
for a few seconds and then answered, "Well, I've never
seen Mom like you are now, but as far as I'm concerned,
you're just as pretty as Mom. And that's saying a lot,
because I think Mom is very pretty."
With strange, almost twisted smile, Sue said, "I bet you
would like to see her like this, though, wouldn't you?"
I had never before thought of Mom in that way, but now
that I did, I realized that I would, indeed, like to see
Mom naked. I could picture she and Ned, right where we
were then, screwing each other. In my mind's eye, Ned's
cock was pounding in and out of Mom's pussy, pushing her
down to the ground with each stroke. "Yeah, I guess I
would," I answered, stretching the words out and saying
them slowly.
Sue reached up and cupped her breasts with her hands,
holding each one and squeezing it. The look she gave me
was the most wanton I had ever received in my life and
her words matched it, "Well, I'm all there is right now.
What do you intend to do about it?"
Even though I didn't fully understand it, it was a
challenge I couldn't turn away from. Yesterday, she had
been a little shy, somewhat embarrassed about exposing
herself to me. Today, she was coming on like a sexpot.
Kneeling down beside her, I decided to quit asking
myself questions and just take advantage of my good
fortune.
I reached up and lifted her hand away from her breast,
leaving it open to my sight. With my lips wide open, I
lowered my mouth to that soft mound and licked my tongue
across the pebbly surface of the hard nipple and its
surrounding ring of brownish colored areola. Sue arched
her back upward a little, pushing her breast up to my
exploring mouth. I reacted by opening my mouth to its
widest and sucking in as much of her spongy flesh as
possible. I suckled and slurped on her breast, rubbing
my tongue all around its surface, laving it with a
tongue bath. Sue responded to my oral caresses with a
soft "Ummnnn" that seemed to come from deep within her
chest.
While I massaged and suckled her breast, my other hand
explored the lower portion of Sue's body. I moved my
finger tips in soft circles over the gentle curve of her
belly, moving them progressively downward with each
stroke, until they made contact with the mat of her
stiff pubic muff. Delving through the curly forest, my
fingers found the indentation signaling the beginning of
her labial furrow. Sue facilitated my explorations by
spreading her legs even further and lifting one leg up
and bending it at the knee. In this position, Sue left
the whole of her sex available to my seeking fingers,
spread wide for me to find and delve into her inner lips
and wet opening.
Eagerly accepting such an invitation, I stroked my
fingers down into the depths of her sexual area,
spreading the moist cleft even wider. My finger tips
traced over the little swollen knob at the very top of
the furrow and moved down, seeking the channel I knew I
would soon cum to. My explorations were rewarded as my
fingertip moved into her hot, slick feminine well,
intruding itself into the heat of her pelvis.
I moved my finger with an in-and-out motion, pushing
into and then withdrawing from the tight clasp of her
vagina. I put another finger along the first, doubling
the amount that was penetrating into Sue, and continued
the motion that my cock was aching and throbbing to
imitate.
By now, Sue was returning the pleasure I was giving her
by holding and softly squeezing my rigid, outthrust
cock. The combination of knowing that I was playing with
a woman's pussy, finger-fucking her in fact, and the way
she was moving her hand on my wet, aching penis had me
panting with lust. My hips worked against her hand,
pushing my cock in and out of the circle made by her
palm.
My pre-cum had oozed out and now coated her entire hand,
and I used it as a substitute for her pussy. I thrust my
fingers in and out of her wet hole, simulating the
action my cock wanted so much to be doing.
I had my fingers all the way into Sue, stroking with
long deep strokes. Her passage was almost completely
unobstructed, only a narrowing about two inches from the
entrance slowing down the action of my fingers. From
what Sue had told me, I knew that she must be a virgin,
but where was her maidenhead? I knew that virgins were
supposed to have maidenheads that boys break the first
time they make love, so I was puzzled by Sue's lack of
such a barrier. "Are you a virgin?" I asked, seeking an
answer to my questions.
Sue had her eyes closed and her mouth open, a slight
trace of saliva drooling from the corner of her lip, and
her hips were gently pushing up against my hand,
matching each of my inward thrusts with one of her
upward ones. Without opening her eyes, she said, "Yes,
but I think I broke my hymen riding a horse when I was a
little girl. I recall it hurt and I bled a little.
Mother said I had probably put myself into a condition
that I would disappoint some boy when I grew up." Sue
smiled, opening her eyes and looking up at me. "Are you
disappointed, Donny?"
"Oh, God, no! This is the best thing that's ever
happened to me."
With a soft voice, Sue said, "You're a virgin, too,
aren't you?"
"Yes, this is the most I've ever done with a girl."
With an even softer voice, almost a whisper, Sue said,
"Do you want to take my virginity? And let me take
yours?"
If it had been possible for my cock to have gotten
harder, it would have. As it was, it only pulsated more
and jerked in Sue's hand. I could hardly believe what
she was asking me. In my wet dream, what I was doing
with Sue was as much as we had done. That Sue would
actually want me, ask me in fact, to put my cock inside
her was beyond anything I had even imagined. "Oh, God,
Sue. Can I? Will you let me fu....will you let me do
that? That's what I want more than anything in the
world."
Sue smiled at my slip of the tongue and said, "Yes,
Donny, I want you to fuck me. I want to be a real woman,
not a virgin stuck out here on a farm." She reached out
an arm and got her handbag, bringing it to her and
opening it. "This is the real reason I went to town this
morning. I went and got these." She pulled a small box
out her purse. It was wrapped in cellophane, with the
word TROJAN printed on it.
God, I thought, mentally shouting with joy, she bought
some rubbers! I trembled with excitement at the prospect
they offered. Having rubbers meant we could fuck anyway
we wanted to and not have to worry about Sue getting
pregnant. She handed the box to me and said, "Here, open
these up and put one on. I want to feel you inside me,
not just hold you in my hand."
There's no way you can want it more than I do, I
thought, as I struggled to get the wrapping off the box.
Even though my hands were shaking, I managed to tear
away the box's wrapping and pull up its end flap.
Nestled inside it were six condoms. I would have been
happy with just one, but having six and the promise of
multiple joy they held out absolutely thrilled me. Then
I remembered that my mother was supposed to pick me up
the next morning. My God, I wondered, would it be
possible to use all six rubbers before then? Having so
little experience, I had no basis for making a
determination. I did know, though, that if Sue were
willing, I would sure try my damndest.
I had never put on a rubber before, but the mechanics
were simple enough. As soon as I had it on, I knelt down
between Sue's legs and edged my way up to where my cock
was brushing against her wet, gaping vulva. Grasping the
rigid rod at its base, I ran it up and down Sue's slick
channel, getting the latex-covered spear ready to put in
her sheath.
After I was satisfied with its lubricity, I probed down,
seeking the opening to Sue's depths. Down near the
bottom of the cleft I found the right place and gently
nudged the head into Sue until it penetrated about an
inch. "Go slow, please, Donny. I know this might hurt,
and I'm willing to have it hurt if that what it takes,
but try not make it hurt anymore than it has to," Sue
said in her softest of voices.
Although I knew Sue was doing this as much for herself
as for me, knowing that she thought enough of me to let
me have her for the first time filled me with feelings
of tenderness toward her. Along with that tenderness
came the realization of how vulnerable Sue was, of how
trusting a woman has to be to offer herself to a man for
the very first time. I vowed that I would do anything I
could to make this experience together as loving and
joyous as possible, to avoid to any degree possible
giving her unnecessary pain.
I put my hands down alongside Sue and lay my belly
against hers, slowly and gently pushing my penis into
the heat of her tunnel. Gradually, inch-by-inch, it
penetrated into Sue's body. The heat and tightness of
the fit sent shivers of pleasure over me, flowing upward
from the point of our coupling to all parts of my body.
There was no obstruction, only a slight constriction, a
ring of extra tightness after I had about half my cock
into her. She had her breath held, her eyes closed, as
if expecting to feel pain.
Without meeting any barrier, our pubic hair met and
intermeshed. My pubic bone pressed against Sue's and I
bottomed out. I was all the way in, my cock completely
immersed, buried to the hilt in Sue. Her eyes opened
wide in wonder as she let out her long-held breath with
a whoosh. She looked up at me and whispered, "It didn't
hurt. It doesn't hurt at all." Then in a louder voice,
one filled with elation, she said, "Oh, God, I feel like
I'm filled completely up... I can feel you all the way
up inside me. You're touching places that have never
been felt."
She reached up and pulled me down against her breasts,
hunching her hips up against my still hilted cock. "It
just feels good." She hugged me even tighter and
shouted, "Oh, God, Donny, it feels so GOOD!"
I couldn't have been in more total agreement with her.
Matching her motion, I thrust myself hard against her,
and echoed her words by saying, "Ooohhh, yes, good." I
pulled my cock out until only its head was left in and
then slowly pushed it back in. As it went in, I murmured
slowly, my words matching the slow penetration,
"Yesssss, ooohhhhh, goooood....."
As I pushed in, Sue gyrated her hips in miniature bump
and grind motions, whimpering, "mmmmmnnn, mmmnnnn,
mmmmnnnn" in time with the small rotations of her
pelvis. She sounded as if she were tasting something
delicious and saying "yum, yum, yum." When I had
finished thrusting all the way in, Sue said, "Ooh, do
that again. I love the way you do that."
She couldn't have loved it more than I. I thought that
Sue's getting me off with her hands the day before had
been the ultimate in pleasure, but the feeling of having
Sue's warm sexual flesh pressing against and clasping
every millimeter of my cock's surface went way beyond
that.
The heat of being in the depths of Sue's body, the
friction of her wet flesh sliding against my most
sensitive of areas, the feel of her hard nipples
pressing and rubbing against my chest could not be
compared with anything I had experienced before. My
senses were in overdrive and I could feel myself
climbing up, up, up, and upward, reaching toward the
fall into cascading, shimmering, exploding ecstasy.
I continued my slow thrusts in and out of Sue's warm
cavern. With each stroke, her lubrication increased, and
soon our coupling was producing soft, liquid sounds. She
soon matched my motions, raising her receptacle up to be
filled each time I pushed my rigidity into the hot
depths of her woman flesh. She muttered, "Oh, God, how
could I have been missing this. Oh, this is so good. Oh,
yes, Donny, like that."
Her pace picked up, her thrusts increasing in tempo, and
I matched mine to hers. Soon we were racing each other,
thrusting faster and faster. Sue's eyes glazed over, and
her sounds simply became a repetitive, "uh, uh, uh,"
soft sounds that were combination grunt and growl.
Sue brought her legs up and wrapped them around my hips,
holding me tight within their grip. Her arms wrapped
more tightly about me, clutching me, an almost desperate
clasp as if she were holding on for life. Her passion
carried mine higher and higher, and soon I was no better
than she. My life centered at the point where our flesh
joined, and I pounded my cock furiously in and out, a
frenzied drive toward fulfillment.
Suddenly, Sue thrust herself up and her whole body
stiffened. Her legs tightened even more about me, making
it difficult to push in and out. She squeezed her eyes
tightly shut and screamed, "Oh, Donnneee!
Donnnnneeeeeeeee..."
My ecstasy matched hers as pleasure flowed over me. Cum
erupted from my cock, pouring out in a seemingly endless
stream of jerking and spurting. If I hadn't had on the
rubber, I would have flooded Sue's pussy with my
outpouring. Sue grabbed my head and pulled my mouth down
to hers. She shot her tongue out into my mouth and I
extended mine and wrapped it around and around hers in
wild, oral stroking. Both our hips continued to move in
thrusts, pleasure still gripping in our loins. Slowly,
over several minutes, our motions slowed and then we
came to a complete rest.
We were both completed relaxed, our bodies limp from the
intensity of our orgasms. Our mouths continued to move
on the other's, soft, liquid embraces expressing our
gratitude for the pleasure each had given the other.
Soon, Sue stirred a little under me and I realized I was
probably crushing her with my weight.
I put my hands down and lifted myself up so that our
only contact was where my cock, now half-soft, was still
lodged in her vagina. Sue reached up and stroked her
fingers lightly across my cheek, a loving touch of
affection that I so much enjoyed. "Thank you, Donnie,"
she whispered. "Now I'm a woman." She smiled and
continued, "Oh, am I EVER a woman."
I touched my lips to hers, just a light kiss showing my
affection, and said, "I should be thanking you. Because
of you I not a virgin any more. No boy could have lost
it in a way better than what you just did for me.".
Sue returned my light kiss, just a brush across the
lips, and said, "We ARE good for each other, aren't we?"
About this time, my cock, finally fully limp, fell from
out of Sue's body with a soft plop. Sue said, "I'm going
to miss having that for company, but we'd better get in
the pool to clean ourselves off and get back to the
house. Grandpa's probably already waked up from his
nap."
We completed our ablutions and got back to the house
only a few minutes before Grandpa waked.
After Sue and I got in bed that night, I got a raging
hard-on. Not only did the memory of our afternoon's
dalliance reignite my passion, but also the knowledge
that Sue was there beside me, her body only inches away,
her hot pussy only a short thrust of my rigid cock away.
Our bodies weren't touching, but we were so close that I
could feel the warmth radiate from her flesh.
Having experienced the pleasure of Sue's body, of
finding for the first time the joy that comes from being
flesh of one flesh, all I wanted was more and more of
the same. I could hardly bear the thought of having to
leave her and return to my house without experiencing
that pleasure at least one more time.
I made up my mind to at least hold her and, if nothing
else, caress the lush curves, the forest of pubic hair,
and all the other secret places of her body. Just as I
started to turn to her, she turned to me instead. She
reached out and put a hand on my shoulder and whispered,
"Oh, God, Donny, you're going to have to go home
tomorrow. Just as I've... no, just as WE'VE found out
how good we are together, you have to leave. I don't
know if I can wait until you come back again." She
pulled me against her and held me tightly, a sigh of
frustration escaping her lips.
I wrapped my arms around her and pressed myself against
her, my cock pressing against her groin. She pushed
back, squeezing my shoulders at the same time, and
muttered, "Ummn, that still feels so good." She put her
lips right against mine and whispered, "Donny, do you
think we can do it again? Right here and right now?
Grandpa sleeps so soundly, if we do it real quietly we
can get by with it. Do you think you can be quiet?"
Do it again! I would have stuffed my mouth with a gag if
that was what it took to get my prick into Sue's pussy
again. I whispered back, "I promise not to make a
sound."
Sue stood up and pulled her gown over her head, leaving
her standing nude there in the dim light of the bedroom.
She reached into a dresser drawer and handed me one of
the condoms she had bought. "Get undressed and put this
on," Sue whispered, excitement showing in her voice.
Without a sound, I wriggled out of my shorts and rolled
the rubber down over my stiff extended penis.
As Sue lay back down, she said, "Let's do it on our
side." Sue faced me, just close enough for her nipples
to brush lightly across my chest, and wrapped her top
leg across my hips. As if it had eyesight, my cock fell
into the space between her legs that this move created.
She put a hand on my cock and guided it into place,
barely within her slippery cavern. Between my thrusting
forward and her pushing and working her hips, I was soon
completely engulfed in Sue's warm flesh. With her lips
brushing against mine, she whispered, "We've got all
night. Let's go nice and slow and make it last a l-o-n-g
time. This time may have to last us for a while."
I pulled my cock all the way out and then returned it to
its warm hiding place, using long, slow pulls and
thrusts. After I bottomed out, I ground my pelvis
against hers, pushing my pelvic bone hard so that it
massaged her clitoris. We worked in complete silence,
the only sound a soft noise of the mattress's slight
stirring. Thank goodness the springs didn't squeak. If
they had, we would have had to get on the floor. There
was no way that I was going to fail to complete this
last coupling. If all we had had was hard concrete, I
would have gladly used it.
Sue began to hold me tighter and to work her hips faster
against mine, increasing the tempo. Her mouth, which had
been almost touching mine, opened wide as it hungrily
moved into full contact with mine. We kissed with our
tongues thrusting into and out of each other's mouths,
showing with our oral actions the reaction to our
bodies' pleasure. Sue muttered a soft, "Oh, God!" into
my mouth, the sound swallowed in our kiss.
Sue rolled over so that she was on bottom and I was on
top, my legs between her spread and lifted knees. With
her mouth still against mine, she said, "I can't wait.
Do it hard and fast. Oh, God, put it in me deep and
fast."
I needed no coaxing, I was on the brink of orgasm and
wanted so badly to do just what she was asking. I drove
my cock in and out, moving as fast as I could make the
strokes go. Sue was gripping my back, her grip becoming
tighter with each stroke. She shoved her hips against
each of my thrusts, and soon our movements became a
frenzied meeting of wet flesh against wet flesh. She
wrapped her legs around my thighs and thrust one final
hard thrust. As she did, she put a hand in her mouth and
bit down on it, using it to muffle the ecstatic cries
that were trying to come from her throat.
On the shimmering verge of orgasm myself, I grabbed her
legs from around my thighs and pulled them up against my
chest. Her pussy was now completely open to me and my
thrusts drove deeper into her belly than I had ever been
before. After about five of such deep, full thrusts, the
explosion came. My cock felt like it was swelling to
completely fill Sue's wet vagina, and my cum came
jetting out; hot fluid spurting and spurting and
spurting. As much as I had tried to maintain silence, I
couldn't prevent a long moan of ecstasy from escaping my
lips.
I lay on top of Sue for a long time, our bodies
trembling and shaking with spasms. Finally I rolled off
and lay on my back, softly panting. Sue turned on her
side and cuddled up against me, moving her hand across
my chest and caressing me with such a gentle touch. She
put her mouth against my ear and whispered, "Oh, Donny,
I hate to see you have to leave. We've just found out
about loving and now you have to go."
Without waiting for an answer, Sue reached over to her
dresser and got a handful of Kleenex. Reaching down, she
removed the rubber from my now-soft cock and dried its
limp head and shaft. She got up and put the remains of
our loving in the wastebasket and re-donned her gown. I
found my shorts at the foot of the bed and pulled them
up to cover me. With arms around each other, we slept
the kind of sleep that comes only after loving of the
kind we had.
**
When I woke up the next morning, Sue was already up. I
could smell breakfast cooking, so I put on my pants and
went into the kitchen. Sue said, "Your mother called and
said she would be here promptly at ten. Why don't you
eat your breakfast, take a shower, and then I'll help
you pack. How's that sound?"
"Okay, I guess," I said forlornly, recognizing that soon
I would have to be leaving Sue.
"Yeah, I know how you feel. I feel the same way. Anyway,
eat your eggs while they're hot."
I ate breakfast, took a shower, and then went to Sue's
room to pack my clothes. It didn't take long to finish
my packing, so we ended up with time to spare. Sue took
me in her arms and hugged me, a sad expression on her
face. "I'm going to miss you. Let's see if we can
arrange for your mother to go out of town as soon as
possible."
I hugged Sue back and in no time our bodies molded
together. The chemistry of the situation went to work
and I was prodding Sue with my bulging hard cock. "Oh,
God, Donny, don't do that and then go off and leave,"
Sue said, pushing her pussy against my hardness.
Sue glanced over at the clock and said, "Hmmn, it's only
9:30, that gives us enough time. Grandpa's in the living
room watching TV so he won't know." Sue reached down and
rubbed my bulge, massaging my stiff rod. "Go wait for me
in the bathroom. I'll be right there."
I went into the bathroom and waited like she said. In
only moments, Sue came in and locked the door behind us.
She grabbed my belt buckle and undid my belt. Then she
unbuttoned the top button of my pants and pulled down
the zipper. Using both hands, she pushed my pants and
shorts down at the same time, all the way to my feet.
She pulled the lid down on the commode and handed me a
condom saying, "Sit here and put this on."
I sat down on top of the commode and rolled the rubber
down on my stiffly standing cock. As soon as I had
finished, Sue lifted her dress up and came toward me. My
cock jerked in reaction to how Sue looked. She was
completely bare-assed. If she had had on underwear, she
had removed them before coming into the bathroom. Her
pussy was right there in front of me and she apparently
meant to use it.
With her dress held up to waist level, Sue put one leg
over me and straddled my cock so that her pussy was
right above it. She lowered herself until her pussy
touched my cock and then reached down and took it in
hand. She probed with my cock, seeking her entrance,
moving it all around her wet furrow. She finally found
it and then slowly lowered herself until her pussy slid
down and she had completely impaled herself on my stiff
rod. She lifted my head up so that I faced her. Her
mouth lowered to mine, and we kissed. "We have just
about enough time for a quick one for the road," she
said with a broad smile.
Sue did all the work, lifting herself up and down,
grinding her wet flesh against my groin. She moved
faster and faster, working against the clock, determined
to get one more taste of the pleasures we had
discovered. Soon she was rewarded. Her eyes grew wide
and got that faraway look in them. I could feel her
pussy tighten down on my cock like a clamp, clutching it
in its warm grasp. He hugged me tightly and muttered
softly, "Yes, yes, yes."
Her orgasm carried me over the brink and my cock jerked
in time with Sue's orgasmic pulsations. Once again, I
poured my seed out, an offering to Sue's newly found
sexuality. As our trembling began to subside, we could
hear a car drive into the driveway. "Oh, damn," Sue
groaned, "your mother's here already."
She lifted herself off me, dropped her skirt, and left
the bathroom, closing the door behind her. I removed the
rubber, flushed it down the commode and with toilet
paper, made a few perfunctory wipes of my cock, cleaning
it up as best the time allowed. I went into the kitchen
and greeted and hugged my Mom. Even though both our
faces were still a little flushed, there was nothing to
give away the last-second pleasures Sue and I had just
enjoyed.
***
As Mom and I drove home, she did most of the talking,
chatting about how she missed me and how much she hated
to have ask me to stay with Sue and Grandpa. I assured
her that I didn't mind, that I was really starting to
enjoy my stays at the farm. She asked me if Sue and I
got along okay, and I told her that Sue and I got along
fine, that we were more like good friends that aunt and
nephew.
The car had gotten warm, and I regretted not having
cleaned myself up better after the escapade Sue and I
had in the bathroom. The smell of sex, of the combined
juices Sue and I had produced, became very noticeable.
Mom's eyes kind of narrowed and she sniffed the air.
Looking askance at me, she said, "And just how good of
friends DID you become?"
The implication of her question was clear and impossible
for me to ignore. "Oh, Mom, Sue's my AUNT, for crying
out loud," I said with mock indignation. I don't think I
convinced Mom at all, but at least she didn't mention it
any more.
As we rode along in the silence that followed those
words, I looked over at Mom. Her skirt was pulled high
on her legs and I could see well over half her thighs. I
couldn't help but recall the mental picture I had of Mom
and Uncle Ned screwing on the creek bank. I realized
that Mom was even prettier than I had thought. She was
still young, only 36, and had a great figure. I pictured
she and Uncle Ned again, but this time it was me, not
Uncle Ned that was pounding his cock in and out of her
pussy. In spite of all the fun Sue and I had had, my
cock once again stirred.
God, I would love to get Mom to go skinny-dipping with
me. I wonder...
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The author does not condone child abuse, this story is
meant as an erotic fantasy not depicting anything in
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 system.
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