From: rdragon@ix.netcom.com(***)
Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories
Subject: My Maiden Aunt [[1/21]
Date: 7 Jul 1996 21:58:31 GMT

(c) 1992 by Day Dreamer

			   My Maiden Aunt
				  by
			     Day Dreamer
				  I

	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. That I'm fifteen
years old and consider myself a person well able to take care of
himself doesn't make any impression on her at all. 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 gone, 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.

	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 fifteen 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.

From: rdragon@ix.netcom.com(***)
Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories
Subject: My Maiden Aunt [[2/21]
Date: 7 Jul 1996 21:59:38 GMT

			   My Maiden Aunt
				  II

	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 in a
pretty bad state. First, 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.

From: rdragon@ix.netcom.com(***)
Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories
Subject: My Maiden Aunt [[3/21]
Date: 7 Jul 1996 22:00:43 GMT

			   My Maiden Aunt
				 III

	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 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 the rod
down into the crotch of my shorts so at least I didn't look like I had
a tennis ball 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.

From: rdragon@ix.netcom.com(***)
Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories
Subject: My Maiden Aunt [[4/21]
Date: 8 Jul 1996 21:17:00 GMT

			   My Maiden Aunt
				  IV

	Sue waded out a little way and sat down in the water,
submerging 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 revelling 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 paddled 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."

From: rdragon@ix.netcom.com(***)
Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories
Subject: My Maiden Aunt [[5/21]
Date: 8 Jul 1996 21:17:46 GMT

			   My Maiden Aunt
				  V

	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 waked 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 come 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.

From: rdragon@ix.netcom.com(***)
Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories
Subject: My Maiden Aunt [[6/21]
Date: 8 Jul 1996 21:18:31 GMT

			   My Maiden Aunt
				  VI

	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.

From: rdragon@ix.netcom.com(***)
Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories
Subject: My Maiden Aunt [[7/21]
Date: 8 Jul 1996 21:19:34 GMT

			   My Maiden Aunt
				 VII

	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-come 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."

From: rdragon@ix.netcom.com(***)
Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories
Subject: My Maiden Aunt [[8/21]
Date: 8 Jul 1996 21:20:26 GMT

			   My Maiden Aunt
				 VIII

	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-come 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 fingerfucking 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 hand would be getting baptized in my hot
come. 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.

From: rdragon@ix.netcom.com(***)
Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories
Subject: My Maiden Aunt [[9/21]
Date: 8 Jul 1996 21:21:24 GMT

			   My Maiden Aunt
				  IX

	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. Come
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 come 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 come 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.

From: rdragon@ix.netcom.com(***)
Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories
Subject: My Maiden Aunt [10/21]
Date: 8 Jul 1996 21:23:28 GMT

			   My Maiden Aunt
				  X

	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 though 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 breath
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.

From: rdragon@ix.netcom.com(***)
Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories
Subject: My Maiden Aunt [11/21]
Date: 8 Jul 1996 21:24:01 GMT

			   My Maiden Aunt
				  XI

	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 areole. 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 signalling 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 come 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, out thrust 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-come 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?"

From: rdragon@ix.netcom.com(***)
Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories
Subject: My Maiden Aunt [12/21]
Date: 8 Jul 1996 21:24:58 GMT

			   My Maiden Aunt
				 XII

	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!"

From: rdragon@ix.netcom.com(***)
Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories
Subject: My Maiden Aunt [13/21]
Date: 8 Jul 1996 21:29:15 GMT

			   My Maiden Aunt
				 XIII

	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. Come
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."

From: rdragon@ix.netcom.com(***)
Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories
Subject: My Maiden Aunt [14/21]
Date: 8 Jul 1996 21:29:47 GMT

			   My Maiden Aunt
				 XIV

	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 hardon.
Not only did the memory of our afternoon's dalliance re-ignite 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 others
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.

From: rdragon@ix.netcom.com(***)
Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories
Subject: My Maiden Aunt [15/21]
Date: 8 Jul 1996 21:30:50 GMT

			   My Maiden Aunt
				  XV

	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 come 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 waked 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.

Subject: My Maiden Aunt [16/21]
From: rdragon@ix.netcom.com(***)
Date: 1996/08/06
Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories

			   My Maiden Aunt
				 XVI

	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...

Subject: My Maiden Aunt [17/21]
From: rdragon@ix.netcom.com(***)
Date: 1996/08/06
Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories

			   My Maiden Aunt
				 XVII

	Encouraged by the discovery of sexy undergarments, Donny
continued his search for evidence that his mother might have a secret
sexual life. It didn't take much more searching to strike gold. Hidden
away in a box at the very back of one of her dresser drawers, Donny
found a vibrator. Not a vibrator like one might use to massage sore
back muscles, but a special kind - one shaped just like a penis. Donny
pushed the button on its base and it hummed and vibrated in his hand.

	He wrapped his hand around it and imagined that the vibrator
was buried in his mom's vagina. He could see her sprawled in her bed,
legs up in the air and wide-spread, thrusting that vibrator in and out
of the wetness between her thighs.

	Despite his having just come into the G-string, Donny grew
aroused at the image and his cock once again grew rigid. He rubbed the
vibrator up and down the length of his shaft, maintaining long contact
with the sensitive area just under its head. His cock jerked in
response to the pleasurable vibrations and soon his masculine fountain
was erupting its ecstatic flow, shooting out on the floor and
spattering the carpet. Donny put the vibrator away and cleaned up his
mess.

	He didn't know how his mom might react to finding splotches of
what was obviously come on the carpet of her bedroom.

	Besides, it was almost time for her to get home and he wanted
to be sure all evidence of his explorations were removed.

	That evening, after he and his mom had dinner, she complained
of her feet hurting. She relaxed in a chair and lifted a hose-covered
foot and massaged it. With the leg lifted like that, Donny could see
half way up her thigh. Even though the leg was covered in panty hose,
Donny could tell that it was a very shapely thigh, smooth and firm.
Wanting to get closer so that he could see more, maybe even see all
the way up to the spot he had already pictured in his mind, Donny
asked if she would like for him to massage her feet. She smiled and
responded, "Oh, Baby, would you? It would feel so much nicer for
someone else to do it. Wait just a second, though. Let me get rid of
these panty hose so that they won't be in the way."

	Donny's mother left the room for a few minutes and then came
back in and sat in the recliner. Donny could see her feet were bare
and that she had removed her hose. She leaned back in the recliner and
laid it all the way back so that she was almost flat on her back.

	As she did so, she moved her feet in little circles, inviting
Donny to start his massage. As she lay her head back and closed her
eyes, she said, "Oh thank you, sweetheart. It's so nice of you to do
this for me."

	Donny sat down at the foot of the recliner and took one of her
feet into his hands. As he kneaded and massaged it, his mom sighed and
relaxed even more. Donny realized from the way his mother had relaxed,
with her legs apart and slightly elevated by the recliner, that if he
lowered his head a little he could see up her dress. It was already
pulled up to above her knees, and if Donny lifted her feet while
rubbing them, he might be able to get the skirt even higher.

	Then all he would have to do is take a peek.

Subject: My Maiden Aunt [18/21]
From: rdragon@ix.netcom.com(***)
Date: 1996/08/06
Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories

			   My Maiden Aunt
				XVIII

	Donny thumbed through the magazines and found story after
story about family loving and letters describing sexual relations
between close relatives - page after page detailing incestuous love
affairs. One of the magazines opened up to a story of a young brother
and sister who discovered the thrill of sexual relations with each
other, who received from each other the gift of virginity lovingly
surrendered. The pages of this story were well-worn and Donny could
tell it had been read many times. He pictured his mother reading the
story and reliving the time that she and her brother had been teenage
lovers.

	Another story was about an aunt and her nephew. The story was
so similar to the experiences he and Sue had had that it sent cold
shivers up his spine. The story that really got Donny's attention,
though, was titled, "Teaching Sonny About Love." The first page of the
story was turned down and the magazine had been handled so much that
it was almost falling apart. Donny knew from its appearance that his
mother must have read the story often.

	As he read the story, his face became flushed and he started
breathing faster. In the story, a lonely divorced mother turned to her
teenage son in desperation for love. She taught him how to perform all
the various acts of love and turned him into an accomplished lover.
How they performed them together was described in thrilling paragraph
after paragraph.

	Donny had long since loosened his belt and dropped his
trousers so that his rigid throbbing cock could be free of its
confinement. It jerked and throbbed as he turned the pages and pre-
come dribbled out of its eye and ran down its hot shaft.

	As Donny read about how the son plunged his cock into his
mother's quivering flesh, his cock spurted a gusher of hot cream.
Knowing he was so hot from reading the story, Donny had been afraid to
touch his cock for fear of an immediate orgasm. Despite that, without
so much as a single touch or stroke, the excitement of reading about
the mother-son love affair spontaneously brought about one of the most
intense orgasms of Donny's life.

	The implication of the magazines, particularly the way some
stories had been read more than others, was very clear to Donny - his
mother did, indeed, have sexual urges and needs.

	It was just as clear that she harbored secret sexual desires
for him - desires as strong as the ones he felt for her. How to go
about bringing her desires together with his wasn't nearly so clear,
however. He couldn't walk up to his mother and say, "Hey, let's fuck."
Maybe she expected him to make the first move. If so, his inexperience
left him without a clue as to how to proceed. Frustrated, he cleaned
up the leavings of his orgasm, carefully put the magazines back in
place, and decided to give it more time. He would continue to watch
for signs and hoped he would recognize them when they came.

	That night after supper, Donny decided to try to explore his
mother's feelings, to perhaps get some insight into what she was
thinking and experiencing. "Mom, how come you never go out with men?
You're still young and pretty, but I can't ever recall you're going on
a date."

	Donny's mother laughed and said, "Thank you for the
compliment, sweetheart. Well, the truth is, I don't really know the
answer to that question myself. One problem is that most of the men I
work with are married, so they don't count." He smiled wryly and
continued, "Not that some of them haven't asked me out. When a married
man asked a single woman out, he has only one thing in mind, and
there's no future at all in a relationship like that.

	As for the single men I meet, well, the reason they're not
married is usually evident. Most of them are mamma's boys, wimps, or
nerds. I just haven't met any that I care to date." She got a wistful
expression on her face and continued, "And I guess a lot of it is my
fault. I just don't go out of the way to try to attract men. Maybe I
ought to, but it just doesn't seem like it's worth the effort.
Besides, there are so many diseases out there that the risk of
establishing a close relationship is pretty great nowadays. There's
just too much risk in getting involved to that degree with someone you
don't know very well." She laughed and added, "I guess I'm just
destined to be married to my job."

	"But don't you sometimes get lonely?" Donny asked. Of course,
what he really meant was `don't you get horny?' and she didn't fail to
catch the implication.

	Her expression got very serious and she said in a soft, almost
sad, voice, "Yes, Donny. Oh, yes, I do get lonely sometimes. Very
lonely."

	Her expression brightened quickly, though, and she turned the
tables on him, quizzing him about his romantic interests.

	"How about you, buster? You've been hanging around the house
ever since you got back from the farm. Not a single date since then.
Gone into seclusion or something?"

	A little uneasy about her probing, Donny answered, "Well, I
just haven't been much interested in going out with the girls in my
class. They sometimes seem silly and giggly."

	His mother smiled and said, "Gotten yourself hooked on an
older woman, huh? Maybe one named Sue?"

	Now Donny really became uneasy. Mom was treading into an area
he didn't want to discuss. He had promised Sue he wouldn't talk about
it, and he sure didn't want to violate her confidence. Donny planned
many trips to the farm and many more loving sessions with Sue. If he
blabbed about their relationship, it might put an end to any chance
for a renewal of pleasures he and Sue had enjoyed.

	As he usually did when confronted with a situation where he
might have to lie, he just stayed quiet.

	When she saw he wasn't going to answer, Donny's mom continued,
"Why don't you tell me about you and Sue?"

	"Oh, Mom, don't make me talk about it. I made a promise to
Sue."

	Donny's mother laughed and said, "Oh, Donny, Donny. There's
not anything you have to tell. From the minute I walked in that day, I
knew. Sue's face was still flushed from excitement, and she had the
distinctive odor about her of a woman who has just been completely
sexually satisfied.

	There wasn't any mistaking that she was... how would you men
put it? Freshly fucked? I knew that Grandpa hadn't done it, so it only
left one other person."

	Donny was a little shocked at his mother's use of such a crude
expression - he had never heard her use language like that before. He
was even more shocked at the way she had figured out the situation
between him and Sue. He realized that she was a whole lot shrewder
than he had given her credit for.

	She wasn't through yet, though. "To cap it off, when you and I
were in the car coming home and the car got warm, it was obvious what
you had been doing. Donny, dear, the only way you can get rid of the
smell of sex is to take a bath. You certainly hadn't done that. After
a little while, the inside of the car was smelling like a cat house."

	Donny sat there red-faced, embarrassed that his mother could
figure things out so easily, that he and Sue had been so transparent.
He looked down at the floor and just stayed quiet.

	"How did it happen anyway? Who seduced who?"

	Donny stammered a little, not sure how to answer the question.
His mother laughed again, not laughing at him but at the humor of his
being embarrassed about the matter. "Let me guess. You and Sue went
skinny-dipping together, and one thing led to another, and you ended
up in the sack together."

	"How did you know? Have you been talking with Sue?"

	"No, but you have to remember that Sue and I are sisters. We
Edwards girls are a lot alike, and I know what I would have done if I
were in her place." She came over and hugged Donny, continuing, "Oh,
Donny, I'm not angry. I'm happy about it. I trust you took
precautions, though. I'd sure hate to think of Sue getting pregnant by
her own nephew."

	Donny, nodded his head, and said, "Yeah, we made sure."

	Donny's mother laughed and said, "Well, I guess I can't call
Sue your maiden aunt anymore, can I?"

	Donny, finally recognizing that his mother wasn't at all upset
about the matter, lightened up himself, smiling and saying, "That's
for sure. I took care of that matter three times over."

	Donny's mother arched her eyebrow and said, "Three times, huh?
I guess you ARE growing up." She stood up and stretched, displaying
her breasts as the thin fabric of her robe pulled tightly across them.
"Well, it's getting close to beddy-bye. Time for my bath." With that,
his mother headed for her bedroom. Donny couldn't help but notice the
way she swayed her hips when she walked away from him. She had never
done that to him before, and he liked it.

	As Donny sat there, half-way watching television, he heard his
mother's voice calling to him. He went to the door of her bathroom and
asked, "Were you calling me?"

	"Yeah, I forgot a towel. Will you get one from the top of the
dryer and bring it into me please?"

	"Sure, just a second," Donny answered. "My God," Donny
thought, "she wants me to take a towel INTO her. Maybe she's naked and
I'll get to see her. She really DID ask me to take the towel INTO the
bathroom. Maybe she wants me to see her naked. Maybe this is the sign
I've been looking for."

	Donny got the towel and went back to the bathroom door. He
wasn't sure how to proceed. Should he knock or just walk right in?
Finally resolving the issue in his mind, he said to himself, "Well,
she did tell me to go into the bathroom, so that's what I'll do."

	Donny opened the door and walked right in. His mother was
sitting in the bathtub and looked up at him and smiled.

	"Thank you, dear. Just put it here on the edge of the tub. I
guess I'm getting forgetful in my old age."

	Donny couldn't tear his eyes away. His mom's breasts were
plainly visible, standing so firm and upright on her chest.

	They were rounded and so smooth looking, like they were made
of Jello molds poured full of cream. Each one was tipped by a little
upright nubbin of nipple, like a little fingertip poking out from the
center.

	As his eyes worked lower, he could see a hint of black just
under the surface of the soapy water right at the juncture of her
thighs. "Oh, God," Donny thought, "she is a vision. Her breasts are
absolutely perfect and I can almost see her pussy." There wasn't
anyway he could avoid reacting to the sight - his cock grew almost
instantly hard and made a obvious bulge in the front of his trousers.

	A slight smile was the only notice his mother gave to Donny's
very visible discomfiture. She looked up at him and said, "I haven't
had my back washed since your dad and I got divorced, and I really
miss it. While you're here, would you mind washing my back for me?"

	Donny could hardly believe the good fortune fate was bestowing
on him. "She's asking me to wash her back, to touch that smooth skin
and beautiful nude body," he thought.

	"Oh, God, will I ever!" Donny got down on his knees next to
the tub and said in the most blatant understatement of his life,
"Sure, I'll be glad to."

	She handed him a sponge and bar of soap and Donny took them in
trembling hands. She said, "Here, use these." And noticing the way his
hands were shaking, added, "Donny, sweetheart, you don't have to be
nervous. I'm not going to break."

	Donny soaped up her back with the bar of soap, rubbing the
smooth lather all over the white expanse of her back. He could see
that she was thinner than Sue, that her ribs showed on her back and
her spine was plainly evident. Her skin felt so smooth and soft that
Donny could have kept rubbing forever, so caught up in the pleasure
the contact of his hands with her body was giving him. He worked his
hands up to the top of her shoulders and gently kneaded them, giving
her a massage as well as back wash. She threw her shoulders back
against his hands, a shrugging motion, and said, "Oh, that's so nice.
I didn't realize how tight my muscles were."

	Emboldened by what had happened thus far, Donny decided to go
even further, to risk even more. "It would be even better if I rubbed
you all over. Would you like for me to do that?"

	There were a few moments of silence and Donny thought he had
completely blown it, that he had gone too far, too fast. Then she
turned toward him and their eyes met and locked. In a little, soft
voice she said, "Yes, I think I would like that." She put her hand on
his and continued, "Why don't you rinse me off and then we can use my
bed for the massage."

	Donny took the sponge and squeezed water over her shoulders,
rinsing off the soap he had applied. After he had finished with her
back and shoulders, she said, "Do the front, too."

Subject: My Maiden Aunt [19/21]
From: rdragon@ix.netcom.com(***)
Date: 1996/08/06
Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories

			   My Maiden Aunt
				 XIX

	Dipping the sponge back into the water, Donny squeezed water
over her breasts, rivulets that flowed over and around them.

	He moved the sponge down and gently rinsed each of the creamy
mounds, rubbing around, over, and under them. As he did, he could see
the nipples lengthen and stand erect, like two little soldiers
standing at attention. He was completely enraptured. This was the
stuff of his imagination, of his most erotic dreams, and now he was
getting to act out those fantasies in real life.

	Donny's mother then put her hands on the sides of the tub and
said, "Now do the rest." Slowly, she stood up, water dripping from
her, to where she stood facing him. He was still on his knees, and her
vagina came to just the same level as his eyes, wet and sleek and only
inches away. For a few moments, Donny just gazed, the slightly pouted
lips of her vagina drawing his eyes with an irresistible attraction.

	The dark hair on the surface of the little mounds on each side
of the cleft was long and clung to her wet skin and curled under into
the space between her legs. Some of the wet hairs had even flowed into
the cleft, as if they, too, sought the same goal Donny was seeking.

	Donny suddenly remembered what he was supposed to be doing and
brought the wet sponge up to the softly rounded flesh of her belly,
squeezing water over its surface. It flowed down into the vaginal
furrow and into the creases at the places where her legs met the furry
space between them. He stroked the sponge across the soft belly and
then down to her dark triangle, pressing softly and rubbing in small
circles.

	As his hand touched the surface of her vagina, she spread her
legs apart, giving him room to move and wash between them.

	He moved his whole hand into the area and felt the softness of
her inner thighs press against it. Using his fingers, Donny pushed the
sponge into her feminine crevice, causing it to gape open. He could
see the little nubbin of her clitoris right at the top of the furrow
and moved the sponge up to lave the spot he knew would bring her
pleasure.

	As he stroked the soft, wet sponge across its sensitive
surface, a soft moan escaped his mother's lips. Not daring to risk
more, he moved the sponge over her legs and rinsed them.

	After he finished with her front, she turned around,
presenting her backside, and said, "Now this side."

	With the sight of his mother's out-thrust buttocks before him,
all he really wanted to do was to reach out and caress them, to knead
them gently with his hands. He could hardly believe how beautifully
shaped her buttocks were - firm, small globes, each little more than a
handful. Sue's hips had been wide and her ass full and lush, but his
mother's hips were narrow, almost boyish, and her buttocks
complemented them perfectly.

	He stroked across their surfaces with the sponge and pushed it
into the deep cleft between them. She leaned over and spread her legs
apart again, giving him access to the area.

	With her like that, he could see the little crinkled rosebud
of her anus, and he stroked the sponge across it, gently rinsing it.
She straightened up and turned back around, facing him again. "This is
the best bath I've had in a long time. Thank you for washing my back,
sweetheart." Then she smiled and added, "And all the rest, too."

	She took up the towel and started drying herself. Donny would
have been glad to help with that, too, but she said, "Why don't you go
take a quick shower while I finish getting ready. By the time you get
back, I'll have a massage parlor all set up."

	After rushing back to his room, Donny shaved and took one of
the quickest showers of his life. He wasn't sure how he was supposed
to dress to go to a "massage parlor," so he just slipped on a pair of
pajama bottoms. They weren't nearly so tight as Jockey shorts and
allowed his rigidly standing cock a little more room for comfort.

	Even though Donny had already been aroused by seeing and
touching his mother in her bath, his excitement rose several degrees
higher from what he saw and smelled as he entered her bedroom. All the
lights had been turned off and sitting on the dresser and the
nightstand were several brightly flaming candles.

	Also on the dresser was an incense burner, with tendrils of
exotically perfumed smoke rising from it. The sheer sensuality of the
room would have been arousing by itself, but what Donny saw in the
center of the pool of candlelight made him catch his breath. His
mother had turned down the bedspread, leaving only a sheet, and she
lay in the middle of it, on her stomach, totally nude, except for a
wispy bra and a G-string.

	"How's this for a massage parlor?" she asked.

	"This is wonderful. It's absolutely beautiful." Donny walked
over and stood by the bed, gazing down lovingly at his beautiful
mother. "And you're the most beautiful thing in the room," he said
softly.

	"Thank you, kind sir."

	Donny sat down on the bed next to her and rubbed his hand
softly across the fabric of the G-string. "A G-string is about the
sexiest thing a woman can wear. I love it."

	She smiled and said, "Somehow or other I knew you would like
my G-string."

	"You found it, huh?" Donny asked.

	"Yes, and it was still wet when I discovered it. I was so
flattered by the gift you left in it that I wore it that way all day
long."

	The thought of her having that come-soaked G-string covering
her pussy aroused Donny to even greater heights, and his cock jerked
and throbbed in response. He was now practically panting from arousal
and aching to reach out and caress that beautiful body that lay
exposed to his eyes. Barely able to get the words out, Donny said,
"You ready for that rub-down now?"

	"I mean. There's a bottle of lotion on the dresser, why don't
you use it?"

	Donny got the bottle and opened its spout, pouring a generous
portion of lotion into his palm. He sat the bottle on the nightstand
and lowered his hands to her shoulders. The lotion was creamy and
smooth and added immeasurably to the sensuality of his touching her
skin. He rubbed the lotion into her shoulders and across her back and
then started massaging, slowly and deeply kneading her shoulders and
neck.

	He could feel the tension go out of her muscles as he worked
his fingertips into the tightness across her neck and back.

	She sighed and murmured, "That feels so nice. Oh, Baby, you do
that so well."

	Donny moved his attention to her back and massaged the area
between her shoulders and waist. Every time he stroked up and down,
though, her bra strap got in the way. "Undo the clasp and take it off.
That way it won't be in the way," his mother said softly.

	With the bra out of the way, Donny completed massaging the
back area and then moved down lower, to the tight, little buttocks he
had fallen in love with. Taking the lotion bottle, Donny squirted some
out on each cheek, and then into the cleft that divided them. Using
both palms, he then kneaded and massaged those firm globes, squeezing
and making love to them with his hands.

	As he did so, he extended several fingers into the deep furrow
that went down the middle of her ass. The skin in this area was almost
unbelievably soft and warm. Using just his fingertips, he stroked the
inner portion of her cleft, moving from its beginning at the base of
her spine down into the depths hidden between her thighs.

	As he did, he could feel the beginning of her G-string. It
barely covered her most private parts, concealing but revealing at the
same time.

	Moving his fingertips under the edge of the G-string, Donny
found wetness - wetness far more creamy and smooth than the lotion he
had been using. Exploring further, he found another furrow, one that
was wide and gaping and slick with juices. Donny knew what it was, and
his hands trembled from the knowledge. He knew that last he had his
hands on his mother's pussy and that his most erotic of dreams were
now coming true. His mother buttocks quivered a little as his fingers
delved into those most secret parts of her body and her hips moved up
and down just slightly. Donny detected a soft sigh escaping from her
lips.

	Reluctantly leaving that part of his mother's body, Donny
filled his palms with lotion and rubbed her feet and calves, kneading
and massaging just as he had done her shoulders. He slowly worked his
hands up her legs until they reached her upper thighs.

	As they did, she spread her legs apart, giving him more access
to their inner portions.

	As his hands approached the juncture point of her legs and
buttocks, Donny could detect a musky odor arising from between his
mothers thighs. He knew that odor from Sue, from when she had been so
aroused. He knew then how right his mother had been when she said sex
had a distinctive odor. It was an odor that Donny loved, though. From
it, he knew that his mother was sexually aroused. As aroused, perhaps,
as he was.

	Once again, Donny fingers found his mother's G-string. It was
now soaking wet, though. He had not applied lotion to it, so Donny
knew that it was sexual secretions coming from between his mother's
legs that had sopped it. His fingers stroked across the fabric and
detected the furrow that was just under its surface, the furrow that
he wanted to see and explore to its fullest. He believed that she
shared that desire because her hips were moving in little circles as
his fingers stroked the area between her thighs.

	His mother murmured, "Umm, that's so good, Donny. Now, how
about the front?"

Subject: My Maiden Aunt [20/21]
From: rdragon@ix.netcom.com(***)
Date: 1996/08/06
Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories

			    My Maiden Aunt
				  XX

	"Oh, God, yes, the front!" Donny almost shouted to himself.

	He had been waiting to massage her front - her front with its
creamy breasts and, down lower, her now-sopping-wet pussy.

	His mother turned over slowly, exposing the almost nude front
to him. As she did, her loosened bra fell away, leaving her breasts
entirely bare, standing upright and firm.

	Her breasts weren't the only things bare. As his mother
shifted sides, Donny had moved, too. As he did so, his cock, long
confined within the fabric of his pajamas, worked its way out his fly
and extended in front of him.

	As she turned, his mother saw his rigid, throbbing cock, and
her hand made a tentative move for it, but then pulled back. Donny was
almost relieved by her action. He was afraid that all she had to do
was touch him and he would erupt in orgasm. Seeing and touching his
mother's body had brought him to the very limits of his young
sensuality, and it would take very little more to bring him surging
upwards to the explosion stage.

	Her touch would have ignited his fuse and taken him beyond any
control he might have been able to summon.

	Donny dribbled lotion on each of her breasts, aiming the spout
so that the lotion fell on her nipples and flowed down the sides of
her breasts. Setting the bottle aside, Donny took the lotion and
spread it in circles, covering all her breasts and nipples. He rubbed
and massaged the little nubbins of her nipples and they seemed to
increase in size.

	Soon, they were rigid and hard, extending a quarter of an inch
from the circles of her areoles. Taking a breast in each hand, he
kneaded and squeezed them, using a gentle, slow stroking motion. Donny
could tell his mother liked it because she arched her back off the
bed, pushing her breasts into his hands. As she did, she muttered,
"Oh, yes. Ohhh, yessss. That's the way. That's just right."

	As much as Donny liked fondling his mother's breasts, he even
more wanted to fondle the area down below, to touch and explore her
wet pussy. Ever since he had seen her furrow and the whole of her
pussy the night he rubbed her feet, Donny had longed to put his hands
on that flesh, to delve his fingers into her woman-ness.

	Donny spread lotion on his mother's smooth belly and rubbed it
in circles, working lower and lower with each stroke.

	Soon his hands reached and were frustrated by the G-string
that covered her pussy. Donny had loved it when he first saw it, but
now it was in the way, preventing him from examining and exploring the
depths of his mother's sex. He remembered that she had told him to
remove her bra so he didn't wait for an invitation about her G-string.
He saw it was held in place by ties on each of her hips, so he undid
the ties and loosened the fabric.

	As he did so, his mother murmured, "Yes, Baby, take it off."

	Emboldened by her encouragement, Donny lifted the G-string and
laid it back so that her pussy was completely exposed.

	As he did so, the odor of her arousal wafted up and acted as
an aphrodisiac, inflaming Donny's lust to even higher levels.

	As her pussy came before his eyes, Donny once again pictured
Uncle Ned pounding his cock into it, those many years ago.

	Then he remembered how the picture had changed in his mind so
that it was he, not Uncle Ned, who was on top of his mother, and it
was his cock, not Uncle Ned's, thrusting in and out of the wet flesh
that was now revealed to his hungry, lusting eyes. Donny's cock
throbbed in reaction. "Oh, God!" Donny thought, "What I wouldn't give
to bury my cock in here."

	Almost without volition, Donny's hands reached out and touched
the flesh of his mother's vagina. He lightly stroked the soft, fine
fur that grew so abundantly just above the pouting lips, touching with
just the softest of touches.

	Then they came to the cleft that separated those pouting lips,
and he delved a finger into it, seeking to touch the innermost parts
of his mother's body. Donny could hardly believe how hot and moist the
cleft was. It was slick with her feminine lubrication and the wet,
labial lips clung to his finger as it penetrated deeper and deeper.

	Soon his finger came to the swollen node that he knew to be
her clitoris. He ran his fingertip in circles, lightly caressing that
little nubbin. He could hear his mother gasp, a deeply drawn intake of
air, as he fondled the very center of her pleasure zone. Her hips
jerked upward in response, and her gasp turned into a moan. Her hips
worked in small circles as she ground herself against his hand, and
her moan became even louder. She had her head thrown back and her eyes
were tightly closed as she experienced the pleasure of Donny's hands
exploring, caressing, probing, and making love to the wet flesh of her
woman's sex.

	But Donny wanted to delve even deeper, delve into depths of
her belly. His finger probed until it found what it was seeking - the
entrance to her cavern. He worked his finger into it, probing deeper
and deeper. He joined that finger with another, and soon he had two
fingers pushing into and out of her sheath. It was hot and so slick
from her juices that he soon was working his fingers as fast as they
could go.

	By this time, his mother was moaning and thrusting her hips up
against his hand, matching each of the inward strokes of his fingers
with an upward thrust of her hips. She spread her legs even further
apart and lifted them so they were bent at the knees. "Oh, Donny,
Donny," she moaned. Then she surprised him by stopping her hips
movements. She opened her eyes and lifted her head saying, "Oh, Donny,
stop please."

	Donny's mother sat up and reached for the top of his pajamas
and undid the drawstring. After it was loose, she said, "Oh, God,
Donny, I need you. I need you so bad." She pulled him so that he was
between her legs and then reached down and pushed his pajamas down.

	As she did, his cock sprung out, rigid and wet from his
abundant flow of pre-come. She wrapped her hand around it and fondled
it. "This is what I need. I need this inside me." She pulled him
toward her, guiding his cock so that it's head buried itself in her
vagina. "Oh, Donny, make love to me. Please make love to me."

	With one long stroke, Donny drove his cock into his mother's
hot, wet channel. He was amazed at how good it felt to have a woman's
hot pussy grasp his cock without a rubber in the way. He thought that
making love to Aunt Sue was great, but it was nothing compared to what
he was now feeling. The sensations of moisture and heat could be felt
to their fullest, and he revelled in those sensations.

	As his pubic mound crushed against hers, he cried out, "Oh,
God, Mom! Oh, God, it's so good, s-o g-o-o-d."

	Donny's mother pulled his face down to hers and lightly kissed
him on the lips. Then she whispered, "Donny, forget I'm your mother.
Just pretend I'm another woman and make love to me. Love me hard. It's
been so long since I've been loved." She emphasized her desires by
thrusting her hips up to Donny and grinding her pubis against his.

	Needing no other encouragement, he pulled his cock all the way
out and shoved it in as hard as it could go. The friction of the tight
ring around the entrance of her pussy was so pleasurable that he
almost came immediately. Donny wanted his mother to receive the
pleasure she craved, so using all his will power, he fought off orgasm
and continued to thrust in and out with long, hard strokes.

	As he did so, he recalled his fantasy of pounding his cock in
and out of her pussy and exulted in the realization that his fantasy
was now reality. She had asked him to forget that she was his mother,
but he didn't want to. Knowing that it was his beautiful mother he was
making love to only made the experience that much more pleasurable.
Donny had seen her body as made for loving, and he was now doing his
utmost to pay love-homage to that body.

	Donny's mother humped her hips up to his, matching each of his
strokes with her own. Her buttocks were almost completely off the bed,
her back arched upwards, as she pushed her pussy up to be filled by
Donny's hard-driving cock. With each of her thrusts, she muttered an
"Uh!," half-moan and half-grunt. Soon that was not enough for her, and
she wrapped her legs around his hips, giving herself even greater
leverage to thrust and hunch against him.

	Even though her eyes were still closed, tears welled out of
them and streaked her cheeks. Her mouth hung open as she gasped and
panted, the pleasure sensations mounting higher and higher. "Oh, God,
Donny! It's been so long. Oh, God, so long," she softly wailed. The
wails turned into a chant of "Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh," with thrust and counter
thrust accented by her cry of pleasure.

	Suddenly her eyes opened wide and an expression of wonder
spread across her face. Donny could feel her stomach muscles quiver
and spasm, the sensations rippling across his deeply thrusting cock.
She spread her legs even wider, wrapping them up around his waist, and
pushed a hard thrust against him, seeking even deeper penetration. She
reached out her arms and wrapped them around his neck pulling him
tightly against her. Their eyes were locked with the others as they
stared deeply into each other's souls. She opened her mouth and pulled
his mouth hard against it. Their lips tried to devour each other's
mouth and their tongues swirled against each other. She was moaning
constantly and gasping and panting around her swirling tongue into his
mouth.

	She pulled her mouth away and screamed, "Oh, God, Donny!
Donny! Donny!" As she did, her whole pelvis shuddered, spasm-wracked,
and pushed up against his. She was locked into place, her pussy hard
against his pubis, legs wrapped around his waist and locked, and arms
holding him hard against her breasts.

	Donny knew that his mother was at last having an orgasm. Not
just a little orgasm, but one that wracked her whole body, that caused
her to shudder, jerk, and spasm. It was too much for him and his cock
jerked and expanded, swelling even more than it had been. He could
feel the flow of his sperm as it erupted from his cock, spurting shot
after shot of hot juices into the liquid, warm flesh that surrounded
it. He felt that he would fill her cavity with the abundance of his
flow. He had never come that much before, not even when he lost his
virginity to his Aunt Sue.

	She pulled his mouth back against her own and they kissed
softly and gently now, less frantic and hungry than before. Each of
their tongues made soft love to the others, pleasuring each other
through their mouths just as they were doing below. Even though his
come had quit flowing, Donny's cock still jerked in little spasms, the
pressure of his mother's pussy clasping it and the after effects of
orgasm still bringing pleasure.

	Without breaking their connection, Donny's mother gently
turned them over until they were laying on their sides. She put one
leg over his hip and pressed her groin up to his, assuring that his
cock remained firmly in place. She kissed him gently on the lips and
said, "Thank you, sweetheart.

	That's the first time I've had a man since your father and I
got divorced. I haven't come that hard in a long time.

	Would you believe that I had almost forgotten how good sex is.
That was so good, in fact, that I don't know whether I'll be able to
do without it now."

	Donny whispered, "It's me that should be thanking you. I
thought that making love to Sue was good, but it doesn't begin to
compare with being here with you. I had dreamed of making love to you,
but the real thing was far better than the dream."

	She smiled and kissed him quickly on the lips again. "Oh,
Donny, you are a real sweetheart." She pecked him again and continued,
"And you're a good lover, too." She pushed herself up firmly against
his groin and said, "Oh, you're still so nice and hard. Would you mind
if we did it again?

	I know it makes me sound like a whore, but I'm still horny,
and since you're already in place, can we take advantage of it?" She
pulled her hips back from his, unsheathing his cock until only the
head remained in place, and then thrust forward, burying him again to
the hilt. "Umnnn, yes. Still so good."

	Being so close to his mother's nude body, feeling the warmth
of her flesh and inhaling the musky odor of their coupling had kept
Donny aroused despite having such an intense orgasm.

	He had already thought about their doing it again, but wasn't
sure how to initiate the action. Her taking the lead solved that
problem. He answered her question by placing his hands on her buttocks
and pulling her pussy down hard on his cock.

	He pulled it out and then repeated the motion. Even though
with her pussy full of his sperm there wasn't as much friction as
before, the pleasure of the stroking was still almost more than he
could bear. Donny repeated her words back to her, "Yes, it is still
good. Loving you is so good."

	Donny's mother smiled at him and said, "Wanna do it doggy
fashion?"

	Donny smiled back and said, "Yeah!"

Subject: My Maiden Aunt [21/21]
From: rdragon@ix.netcom.com(***)
Date: 1996/08/06
Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories

			    My Maiden Aunt
				 XXI

	She disengaged herself from him and got up on her hands and
knees, turning her ass toward him. She spread her legs a little apart
and reached up and stroked her slick, gaping furrow. "This is one of
my favorite ways to do it. It allows deep penetration, and I like
that. Put it right here in this spot, lover."

	Donny had admired his mother's ass when he rinsed her off in
the bath and when he had given her a massage, but seeing it turned
toward him, with legs spread apart and pussy lips gaping and gleaming
moistly, he was filled with a feeling of concupiscence such he had
never before experienced. He had thought his mother beautiful, but
right now she was beautiful beyond compare.

	He got on his knees behind his mother and pressed his cock
against her wet slit. She guided it into the right place and pushed
back against him, signaling that he could commence.

	With each passing second, Donny was growing more and more
aroused, overcoming the effects of his recent orgasm. "Oh, God," he
thought, "what a sweet ass." As he drove his cock home, driving it in
until it completely embedded in his mother's hot hole, he thought, "As
long as I live I'll probably never have another piece of pussy as good
as this is right now." He pistoned his hard shaft in and out of her
slick cavern and said, "Oh, God, Mom. This is so good. I don't know
how it could ever be better than this."

	She turned her head toward him and said, "That's just what you
think now. Believe me, it just gets better and better."

	Donny quit talking and concentrated on fucking his mother in a
way that would completely satisfy her. He could hardly believe how hot
she was, asking him to fuck her again just minutes after the first
time. He wanted to fuck her until she had enough, until she could only
smile in satisfaction.

	He wasn't sure what it would take, but he was going to try to
be the best lover she had ever had. He wanted her to end up with that
"freshly fucked" look she said Aunt Sue had.

	He could see why his mother liked the doggy position so much.
He was able to penetrate deeper into her than he had from the front
and the pressure from the walls of her pussy bore down on his cock in
such a way that it produced waves of pleasure with each stroke. A lot
of the pleasure was visual. He enjoyed seeing his cock, wet and slick
from their combined juices, pushing in and out of her grasping,
sucking pussy.

	Donny could see that she was rubbing her clitoris as he
stroked, so he reached around and put his hand in place of hers,
lightly stroking her clitoris, moving his finger up and down with each
of his in-and-out motions. He placed the other hand on one her breast
and kneaded it and rolled the nipple between his fingers. She was
practically throwing her ass back at each of his thrusts, her
movements becoming faster and faster, spurring him on to even greater
action.

	She muttered, "Yeah, lover. Oh, yes, Baby. That's just right.
You're doing just right."

	Once again, Donny felt the stirrings deep within his mother's
belly, the beginning shudders and spasms of orgasm. He speeded up his
thrusts, pushing hard to drive her over the edge and into another
orgasm as intense as her first.

	Suddenly she shouted, "Oh, God, Baby, I'm coming! Oh, I'm
coming again. Don't stop. Keep giving it to me. Oh, Baby, fuck me.
Keep fucking me hard."

	Donny started thrusting so hard that he drove her forward with
each of the strokes. Deeply in and then all the way out, thrust in,
pull out, time after time. Her whole pelvis was shaking and she was
wailing in ecstasy, "Oh, Donny. Yes, yes, yes! Oh, God, it's so good.
Coming, coming, cominngggg."

	Donny was coming, too, his jerking cock spewing out a fresh
supply of hot sperm, coating and filling her pussy to overflowing. He
could see it form a frothy ring where his cock was going in and out of
her flesh, and little streams of come were beginning to dribble down
the insides of her thighs.

	She fell face forward on the bed, pulling Donny with her.

	His cock was lodged between and held tight in the now squeezed
cleft of her ass. She was completely relaxed and made little, soft
"oh" sounds of relaxation and satiation.

	Donny, too, was completely spent, exhausted from loving his
mother so hard and long. His cock slowly softened and then lay there
between her ass cheeks, held tight in their wet, slick grip. Finally,
his cock shrunk up completely and fell out of it lodging place to lay
flat against her ass. She stirred a little, so he moved to lay beside
her, nestling against her naked body.

	She turned on her side and whispered, "Do I have that freshly
fucked look? I ought to. I feel freshly fucked. Oh, boy, do I ever
feel freshly fucked." She kissed him lightly on the lips and said,
"Thank you, sweetheart. That was so good. Stay here with me. Sleep
with me tonight. I need to be cuddled, to have someone with me."

	Donny loved the thought of sharing a bed with his mother all
night. Even though he was drowsy, sleeping with his mother had an
exotic appeal that brought new stirrings to his groin.

	His mother, though, blew out the remaining candle that was
burning and pulled the covers up over them. She cuddled herself
against him and said, "Good loving makes for good sleeping. Good
night, sweetheart." Despite the stirrings he had felt, Donny fell
asleep almost instantly.

				* * *

	Donny didn't know what time it was when he awakened. The room
was pitch dark, so it must have been in the middle of the night. What
woke him was a feeling of intense pleasure.

	His cock was rock hard and it was engulfed by something warm
and wet. He could feel a slithery, stroking up and down his shaft and
each stroke brought a wave of pleasure. Donny finally realized what
was happening - his mother was sucking on his cock. "My God!" Donny
thought, "my mother is giving me a blow job. All my life I've wanted a
girl to suck on my cock and now it's finally happening. And from my
mother, no less." His mother didn't say anything. The only sound was
the slurping noises her mouth and tongue made as they sucked and
stroked his now-throbbing cock.

	To Donny's disappointment, her mouth left his cock and he
could feel her shifting on the bed. He could feel one of her legs move
across her body and then he could sense that she was straddling him,
her body right above his pulsating cock.

	Her hand took hold of his cock and held it up straight. Then
once again he could feel it being engulfed with wetness and heat. He
realized that she was sitting on him, her pussy completely surrounding
his cock. He couldn't help but thrust up against the source of
pleasure, humping his hips up against her pussy. "You awake, Donny?"
she whispered.

	Donny whispered back, "Am I ever! Whatever you're doing, keep
it up. Umm, that's so nice."

	"Just lay back and enjoy, darling. Let me do all the work."

	Donny's mother rose up and down with slow, languid motions,
each one engulfing his cock in the hot grasp of her flesh.

	He had heard of this position before, but now saw why it was
so good. His mother was in the dominant position, giving pleasure,
working his cock in and out of her body. He was obedient to her
command and let her do the work, let her give the pleasure.

	And pleasure it was. Even though he had had two ball-emptying
orgasms earlier, he felt himself rising up the ladder of passion,
pleasure building up to ecstasy, ecstasy to rapture. He couldn't help
but moan, the feeling was so intensely pleasurable. His mother must
have reacted to his aural signals because she increased the speed of
her strokes, moving up and down with rapid movements of her thighs and
legs. She was obviously enjoying it, too, because she started to
mutter, "Oh, yes, fuck. Oh, yes, fuck. Oh, yes. Yes, fuck. Fuck it
hard."

	His mother uttering obscenities of that type increased the
sensation of lewdness that making love in that position engendered.
Soon he could feel his seed again stirring in his groin, pushing to
burst out again in a volcano of white fluid. Suddenly his mother
pushed down hard and ground her pubis against his, crying, "Oh,
coming. Coming again.

	Coming again, yes. Ohhhhhhh... "

	Her orgasm triggered his and his cock erupted in a flow of
thick, creamy come. He could feel it flow inside of her hot insides
and then drip down and cover his groin and balls.

	He was soon coated with the hot, wet, and sticky juices, and
they felt voluptuous as they covered their groins. His mother
collapsed against him, falling down with her breasts against his
chest. She whispered, "I'm sorry about waking you up, but I waked up
with an urge that I just couldn't control. I hope you don't mind."

	"You can wake me up any time you want to if you do that way,"
Donny whispered.

	Donny's mother giggled and rolled off him, back to his side on
the bed. "Now maybe I can sleep the rest of the night," she murmured,
falling asleep almost instantly.

				* * *

	The next morning when Donny awoke, his mother was already up.

	He went into the kitchen and found her making coffee, dressed
in a thin robe. He walked up behind her and wrapped his arms around
her waist, hugging her tightly. "You look beautiful in the morning,
Mom." His cock stirred and moved against her buttock as it rose.

	She turned around and kissed his lightly on the lips.
Grinning, she said, "There's nothing beats a fifteen-year-old boy.
Always horny."

	"I didn't hear any complaints last night."

	"And none now, either," she said. "You're the answer to a
lonely mother's dreams." Laughing, she added, "And a maiden aunt's
dream, too."

	Donny said, "What you did to me last night, when you waked me
up. I sure did like that."

	"You mean you and Sue didn't get into oral sex?"

	"No, we just did it straight. Nothing kinky."

	She laughed and said, "Kinky? If you think that's kinky, you
have a lot to learn. And I know just who's going to be your teacher."

	Donny's mom called in sick that day and she and Donny stayed
home together. And together, they explored the world of sixty-nine and
backdoor dirt. By the end of the day, Donny was well versed in the
"kinky" arts.

	Donny and his mother slept together every night. Sometimes
they used his bed and sometimes her. Where ever they slept, sleep was
always preceded by love-making. Day or night, Donny's mother always
had that freshly-fucked look about her.

	Eventually, though, Donny's mother had to leave town again.

	As she drove him out to stay to Sue and Grandpa, she reached
down and patted his cock. "You have fun with Sue while I'm gone. Go
ahead and teach her the things we've learned, she'll enjoy them, too."
She laughed and continued, "As I told you, we Edwards girls are a lot
alike."

	"She can't be as good as you, Mom. It'll be like getting
second-best."

	"Well, you may be interested to know she's on the pill now, so
you at least won't have to use rubbers like you did before."

	"Maybe so, but I'll still miss you."

	"And I'm going to miss you, sweetheart. I'll tell you what,
though, when I get back, maybe all three of us can go down to the
creek and go skinny-dipping. What do you think of that?"

	Donny liked the idea so much, he made his mother stop and park
in a secluded spot to say good-bye in a special way.

	Afterwards, on the way to Sue's, the car once again smelled
like a cat house.

(c) 1992 by Day Dreamer