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                             EMULATING AUNTIE
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  Over the past ten years I've come a long way from a sweet, innocent,
extremely naive 18-year old from the Bible Belt to, with the possible
exception of my Aunt Sally, the best cocksucker and blowjob artiste to be
found.  I left home when I was 18 to attend college in southern
California. My parents were very strict; my father is a Baptist minister
and my mother teaches summer school and leads the church choir.  They only
agreed to my going to school there if I stayed with my Aunt Sally, who
lived within a few blocks of the college.  Sally was only ten years older
than me but had a master's degree in library science with a minor in
economics.  Mom and Dad approved of her highly and felt that she, despite
being only 28, would be a fit guardian for their sweet little virgin
daughter.  How little we knew.

  I arrived at Aunt Sally's house in June, two and a half months before my
freshman classes were to begin.  She was very sweet and nice and gave me
the very best she had.  She didn't look at all like the photographs we had
of her back home.  Aunt Sally was a foxy woman, and after she taught me
how to fix myself up a bit we looked so much alike that men often thought
we were sisters Sally lived in a nice house in a quiet suburban
neighborhood and drove a fire-engine-red Corvette.  When I asked her how
she could afford all of these nice things living by herself, she just
smiled and didn't say much.  All she would say was that she was in the
"entertainment" industry and she didn't bother to elaborate.  She was
somewhat mysterious about her work and odd hours.  But I was to learn soon
enough.

  It all started about three weeks after I moved in.  Aunt Sally had gone
out, dressed to kill and carrying her purple gym bag, as she always did.
Alone in the house, I was in her bedroom looking through her drawers for a
pair of pantyhose when I found a ten-inch vibrator underneath some of her
black-lace panties.  I couldn't believe what I had found.  I'd heard about
dildos and vibrators from some girls back home, but I'd never actually
seen one before, let alone used one.  As I switched it on, its vibrations
sent a shiver through me and gave me a knot in my stomach.  Not expecting
Aunt Sally to come home for a few hours, I let curiosity and temptation
get the best of me.  I was soon almost hypnotized by the rhythmic
vibrations of my new find.

  Holding the vibrator to my breasts, I could feel my nipples getting
harder and my crotch and panties getting wetter and wetter.  This was all
so new to me, but it felt so good that I just couldn't help exploring my
entire body with it.

  Well, I can tell you it didn't take long for me to strip naked and fall
back on Sally's big brass bed with my new toy.  I even tilted her big
mirror in such a way that I could watch myself.

  After teasing myself with it, I placed the tip of the vibrator into my
moist, steaming crack and pushed it gently.  As I watched it slowly slip
into me, I could feel my vaginal muscles tighten around it.  I had been
masturbating with my finger for years already but I'd never felt anything
like this before.  With both hands working that vibrator in and out of my
hot little cunt, I was soon beside myself in ecstasy.  That after noon I
came in one loud and thunderous orgasm after another.

  It was GREAT!  I felt so deliciously wicked and nasty watching myself
masturbate in that big mirror.  I was like an addict who couldn't stop.

  I must have been at it for quite some time.  I was so absorbed with
ramming that humming fucker in and out of my tunnel of love and moaning
like an animal that I didn't hear my aunt come into the house.  You can
just imagine my embarrassment when I finally looked up and saw her with
one arm up leaning in the doorway, staring at me with a rather wry grin on
her face. (She later told me that she had been standing there enjoying my
"performance" for about ten minutes.)  Before I could open my mouth to say
anything to her, I was wracked by another mind-blowing orgasm.  I thought
I was going to die, but all Sally said to me was, "When you're finished,
come downstairs and we'll have dinner.  I brought home Chinese."  She
didn't say anything about what she had caught me doing, but carried on as
usual--except that every time she had that same smile on her face.  We
made an early night of it, and all she said to me before turning in was,
"Sweet dreams, baby."  I went to bed that night red with embarrassment,
but drifted off to sleep rubbing and fingering my cunt, thinking about the
next time I could get that vibrator up my now yearning snatch.

  I was out of the house for much of the next afternoon, still feeling
quite embarrassed.  When I returned home around six o'clock, I saw my
aunt's car in the driveway and went straight to my room.  As I entered the
doorway I was surprised to find a brightly wrapped package on my bed.
Attached to the package was a note which read:  "Since you seemed to enjoy
mine so much, I thought it was time you had one of your own, baby.  With
love, Sally."  I ripped into the package to find a beautiful ten-inch
vibrating dildo.

  I rushed downstairs to find Sally waiting for me in the living room. She
was standing there, feet apart, hands on hips, and wearing a short purple
silk robe that barely covered her shapely ass or her proud, jutting,
38-inch breasts.  She had that by-now-familiar coy, seductive smile on her
face.  She stood before me--wanton, raw sex personified. Rushing up to
her, we embraced. I knew this was going to be quite a night, one that I'd
never forget and that would change me forever.

  After our touching embrace, Aunt Sally went to the kitchen and returned
with a silver tray of shucked and iced oysters on the half-shell, two
chilled glasses, and a bottle of wine.  Next she dimmed the lights, lit
some candles, and put a tape on the stereo.  I shouldn't have been
surprised that it wasn't a musical tape, but the erotic sounds of heavy
fucking and sucking that Sally and one of her lovers had made.

  For the next half hour I sat on the sofa opposite Sally as she made an
erotic show of eating those oysters.  Occasionally, between slurping
oysters and sipping wine, she would slip her hand down to finger her twat,
then slowly suck the pussy juice from her fingers.  After some more of
this, she stood up and said, "It's time we expanded your horizons, sweet
baby."

  She took me by the hand and led me downstairs into her finished
basement. The lights were dimmed real low except for some stage light-type
lamps hung from the ceiling, which bathed the pool table in a warm,
pinkish glow.  The pool table was covered with an orchid-color sating
quilt, and Sally had about a dozen of her favorite vibrators and dildos
lined up along the edge of it within easy reach.  She placed me in a big
leather easy chair, which had been pushed up to where I had an
unobstructed view.  She put on a tape of rock music, with a slow, heavy
beat and a lot of sax.  She lit some incense and said, "You wanted to know
what I do in the entertainment industry.  Well, Aunt Sally's gonna
entertain you."

  I was so excited.  Sally walked around behind the pool table and stood
with her back to me.  She shot me a sultry "fuck me" smile over her
shoulder as she deftly slipped off her robe, letting it fall to the table
in one swift, catlike motion.  There she was, kneeling in front of me,
resting on her knees, legs bent under and her thighs spread wide.  Her
thatch of brown pubic hair was neatly trimmed into the shape of a heart.
Sally reached back without looking, and selected a 14-inch vibrator that
not only moved in and out like a piston but also made small circular
motions while it hummed and vibrated. It was so big that she could just
barely wrap her hand all the way around it. She was moaning softly as she
worked that vibrator over her gorgeous tan body, paying special attention
to her jutting boobs.  Her ruby-red areolae were as big as half-dollars
and her nipples stuck out hard as rocks.  She held each breast to her
mouth, licking and sucking her nipples, leaving them shiny with saliva.

  Turning her attention to her steaming hot crack, she ran that pulsating
dildo up and down over her cunt lips and clit, moaning louder all the
time. Then she brought the dildo, now gleaming with her cunt juice, up to
her hungry mouth and licked and sucked it from its bulbous head down to
the base.  Still kneeling in front of me, her twat and thighs glistening
from the flow of her pussy juice, she set the vibrator on full speed and
slowly guided its massive cock head into her cunt, taking all 14 inches of
it.  Then she slowly pulled it almost all the way out.  Using both hands,
she rammed that big fucker in and out at least a dozen time in rhythm to
the music, moaning like a whore in heat.

  On the last upstroke, Sally left that massive vibrator pulsating and
churning deep inside her cunt at full speed, using her well-conditioned
vaginal muscles to hold it in.  Next, she spun around quickly on to her
knees and elbows, thrusting her beautiful ass toward the ceiling.  She
began playing with her clit while the dildo was humming away inside her.
Within seconds, Sally's entire body was shuddering in a violent orgasm
that brought tears to her eyes. It was incredible watching her wailing out
loud like a wild animal, hips and ass undulating in rhythm to the music,
as she fucked herself.

  Sally had all the practiced movements of a real pro.  I couldn't believe
it.  Without missing a beat, she spun around again, kneeling, thighs
spread wide.  She then leaned back and, again without looking, put a hand
over the far edge of the pool table.  When she pulled back up, she was
holding a beautiful 12-inch lifelike rubber cock that was covered in Karo
syrup.  Sally shook her head, her beautiful mane of brown hair falling
away from her face. There was a look of pure unadulterated lust in her
eyes as she dangled that glistening monster cock over her face. Slowly she
lowered it and tickled its head and underside with her darting tongue.
Resting on one elbow for support, she raised it up slightly, arching her
back and neck.  She then brought the sticky, dripping dildo to her hot
waiting mouth.  Clear syrup, oozing from her glossy wet lips, ran down her
chin and cheeks as she slurped and sucked the dildo into her mouth,
devouring it deeper and deeper until she had finally deep-throated it all
the way to the very base of its rigid shaft, moaning loudly with pure
pleasure and delight the whole time.

  Completely oblibious to everything else, Sally, thighs splayed wide,
used one hand to slowly pull the rubber cock from her mouth and stroked
the steaming slit of her cunt with the other.  As she withdrew the cock
from her pursed lips, leaving only a slender thread of syrup and saliva
between the two, her tongue darted out to lick up the excess around her
smiling, wet mouth.

  The vibrator in Sally's cunt was still giving her full measure and,
caught up in another approaching orgasm, she began to writhe and squirm.
Her hips and ass were rising in response to that incredible fuck
onslaught.  Now using her hands to pinch and pull her rock-hard nipples,
Sally went over the brink.  Her voice rising to a near wail, she went off
like crazy.  Her entire body bucked and jerked wildly like an electric
shock had been applied to her, the whole time moaning and crying out with
physical release and pleasure.  No doubt Sally was enjoying and savoring
every minute of it.

  I was really enjoying it, too.  This was the most fantastic thing I had
ever seen. I  didn't know it was possible for a woman to give herself so
much pleasure and satisfaction.  I couldn't take my eyes off her.

  The show wasn't over yet.  After that last orgasm, Sally didn't miss a
beat.  Reposotioning herself on the pool table, she placed a heel in each
of the corner pockets for support.  With renewed vigor, she immediatly
launched into a routine of hot, nonstop action and one almost continuous
orgasm after another.  And each one seemed better than the last.  Before
it was over, Sally had used all seven vibrators and five dildos that she
had laid out on the table.  Even she lost track of how many orgasms she
had had.

  When she was through, I glanced at my watch and realized that she had
been going at it hot and heavy for over an hour.  Sally rolled over to
face me, her head propped up in one hand, tousled hair across her face.
One leg was bent at the knee, giving me a full view as she gently stroked
her hot juicy crack and massaged the insides of her aching thighs.

  I was so excited just from watching her.  My own nipples were hard and
taut against the material of my blouse, and my crotch and panties were
soaked through.  When Sally smiled that smile of hers and asked me if I
would like to join her "onstage," I didn't hesitate for a second.

  Aunt Sally was sweet and gentle as she watched me treat myself to the
pleasures I had just seen her enjoy.  Using my new vibrator, as well as my
own fingers, I learned how to bring myself off in countless orgasms. It
felt sooo good!

  After we both took cool showers, Sally explained to me that the
masturbation show she had performed earlier for me was really a dress
rehearsal.  She would be doing the same act the following week at a stag
party for about 50 guys.  She also told me that she had been working as an
exotic dancer and performing live sex shows onstage and at bachelor
parties since college.  She laughed and said, "In what other line of work
can you get a  roomful of guys to cream in their jeans over you all at
once?"

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