Message-ID: <16928eli$9811060811@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: From: gordond103@aol.com (GordonD103) Subject: {Gordie D} A Visit with Aunt Catherine (mF cons inc) Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Path: qz!not-for-mail Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded X-Story-Submission: X-Original-Message-ID: <19981106015039.19774.00004778@ng-fa2.aol.com> Contains sexually explicit material Do not read if under eighteen E-mail comments welcome A Visit with Aunt Catherine by Gordie D . . . . . . . . A few moments after waking up, a smile came across Catherine's lips. Stretching, yawning, noticing the bright sunshine against the curtains, she pushed the covers aside and stood up, then turned toward the full length mirror. Pulling off her nightgown and straightening her hair, she studied herself, and decided she liked what she saw. The two months of diet and exercise, in anticipation of her nephews visit, had certainly paid off. Her waist was nice and trim, her hips a gentle curve. Her skin had a nice golden glow, all over. She usually tried not to get too much sun, but for the past couple weeks had sunbathed nude for a few minutes each day. This was sort of a special occasion. As she opened the curtains her hair sparkled in the sun. Catherine just had it cut, styled and lightened several shades. Of course her husband barely noticed- "You do something to your hair?"- But it bothered Catherine not in the least. In fact, she thought about it with a little laugh. His golfing weekend away in Palm Springs was going to coincide exactly with Alex's visit. What a coincidence, she thought. Alex had lain awake till two in the morning last night and was still groggy when his clock radio went off. But, remembering what day this was, quickly snapped out of it. Oh man, he thought. His mind could barely process everything that was going through it. She had told him how wrong anything would be between them . . . but if no one knew . . . maybe he could talk her into it . . . he just couldn't think straight. If nothing else, just being around her would be enough. As was usual, upon awaking, his dick was throbbing, hard as a rock. He reached into his pajamas and stroked it lazily for a minute, but, noticing the time, jumped out of bed and headed for the shower. He wanted to catch the earliest possible train. Spotting each other on the platform, Alex walked quickly over to his Aunt, who gave him a hug and a peck on the cheek. "It's so good to see you", She said, arm around his waist as they walked to her car. "We'll have such fun. You know, my husband will be away for the entire weekend. It'll just be you and me. I do hope I can trust you, having the house to ourselves like this." She winked at her nephew. "Oh, um, yeah," Stammered Alex. Catherine pointed Alex toward the guest bedroom, telling him to change into his swim trunks and meet her by the pool in back. Alex changed first, and as Catherine walked out onto the patio in a bikini, the two of them studied each other, out of the corner of their eyes. Alex sighed to himself as his aunt approached, her breasts jiggling slightly as she walked, her hips swaying, her whole body so soft, so rounded, god he would give anything . . . Catherine returned his appreciative gaze, looking over her nephew's slender body, without an ounce of fat on it, and noticed a bit of development in his chest and shoulders. "Well, look at you. You must be working out." "Yeah," He shrugged, "I'm going to try out for the football team this year, so I've been lifting weights this summer." "I'm sure you'll make it. It's a shame to cover up a handsome face like that with a helmet, though." Alex blushed and looked at the ground. "Well, what are you waiting for? Into the pool." Alex dove in while Catherine settled into one of the deck chairs. As he swam around, he kept an eye on his aunt. Catherine put A bit of tanning lotion in her hand, rubbed her palms together, then slowly ran her hands along her long, golden legs. She seemed to take a great deal of pleasure in massaging the creamy lotion into her skin, which did not go unnoticed by the young man in the pool. Circling her hand around her stomach, working up toward her full, beautiful breasts, Alex was hypnotized. She took the straps of her bikini top off her shoulders and rubbed more lotion onto her upper chest. When she worked down to the exposed part of her breasts, her fingertips pressing into the soft, jiggly flesh, Alex just couldn't take it. He jumped out of the pool and headed toward the house on the pretense of getting a glass of water, planning to duck into the bathroom and quickly jerk off. His erection was raging, barely contained by the lining of his swim trunks. However, on his way, his aunt stopped him, holding out the bottle of tanning lotion. "Put some of this on yourself, Alex. I don't want you getting sunburned." "But I . . ." "Right now, young man. I won't have you going home looking like a boiled lobster." He walked over to her, praying she wouldn't notice his condition. However, as Alex quickly covered himself in lotion, his aunt just happened to let her gaze fall on the front of his trunks. "Alex," She said coolly, pointing at the suspicious bulge, "That better not be what I think it is." Alex was speechless. She stood up and, seizing her panic-stricken nephew by the arm, led him quickly into the house. "I thought I made it perfectly clear you weren't to have any more dreadful thoughts about your Auntie," She said, stopping in the middle of the living room and turning him toward her. "All right. Lower your trunks. I want to make absolutely sure." Alex froze, paralyzed. "If you're so impudent as to get an erection watching me, you're in a great deal of trouble." Alex slowly, bashfully pulled his trunks down, his rigid, throbbing teenage boner springing upward. Catherine's eyes narrowed. "I'm in charge of you this weekend, young man, and I take that very seriously. If you refuse to behave, you'll have to take the consequences." She strode over to a drawer filled with odds and ends, and pulled out a wooden ruler. The straps of her bikini top were still tucked under her arms. Alex watched as she walked back, her breasts jiggling, the top only barely clinging to the two bouncing globes. "This is for your own good, Alex." Using long strokes she swatted his backside repeatedly. "What do you young people call it, a 'hard-on'? Well, we'll see how hard it is after this." The ruler wasn't really heavy enough to cause any real pain, and, strangely, the slight stinging sensation was actually stimulating to Alex, the feeling going from his butt, through his groin, and along the length of his erection. After about a dozen Catherine stopped and turned him around. She put the end of the ruler under his erection and lifted it up slightly, studying it. "It's gotten even bigger!" She exclaimed. "Oh Alex, what in heaven's name am I going to do with you? You are simply going to have to control your feelings for me. You would think I was the most beautiful woman on earth or something." "You are," Alex managed to croak. While she lectured him, Alex, without even realizing it, began stroking his dick. Catherine smacked his hand away with the ruler. "Alex, what on earth do you think you're doing? Standing there pleasuring yourself in front of your Auntie. How can you be such a little monster? In fact . . . I think this would be a good opportunity to teach you a little lesson. Come- sit on the couch with me." Alex pulled up his trunks and obediently followed her. "Now. When a man and woman become intimate, what is the most important thing for the man to keep in mind? What did I teach you?" "Um, that, uh . . . That the man should make sure the woman gets pleasure out of it." "Very good. And just now, when whatever terrible thoughts you were having were crossing your mind, you were simply thinking of yourself, correct? You weren't thinking of my enjoyment, were you?" Alex looked at the ground. "Just as I thought," Catherine continued. "I'm worried that if you keep on carrying on like this, you'll never make any woman happy. I really shouldn't do this, but . . . I think it would be good for you to bring some pleasure to a woman right now, as a lesson." Alex looked at her, wide eyed, as she opened her legs slightly. "Just with your hand, through the bathing suit. Just for a moment." Breathing through his mouth, Alex tentatively moved his hand between Catherine's legs. Rubbing softly at first, then increasing the pressure he could feel her opening, pushing harder, he could feel a little bump- Oh god, is that her clit? As he concentrated on it, his aunt began groaning. "Oh Alex, I . . . I had no idea you were so good at this . . . oh please, don't stop . . ." Moaning, eyes closed, she took his hand and pushed it into her bikini bottom. "I've never had it done like this . . . Pinch it between your fingers as you go up and down, that's it . . . god, yes, baby, you're the best." Apparently losing control, she pulled off her bikini bottom and pulled down her top, letting her breasts spill out, in full view of her stunned nephew. Feeling her orgasm coming, she cried, "You're incredible! You're the best, Alex- Please, you've got to fuck me- Pull off your shorts and fuck me . . . I've got to have it. Now, Alex, now!" Obediently, he yanked off his swim trunks and quickly climbed on top of her. The tip of his stiff, pounding erection instantly found her slick, moist opening, and feeling her silky smooth skin against his, her big squishy breasts against his chest, he slid it in, groaning, not believing the incredible feeling. Every muscle in his body was dedicated to pumping himself in and out of his beautiful aunt, the object of his affection for as long as he could remember. The two clasping each other tightly, it wasn't long before Alex cried out, almost sounding like cry of pain, and came suddenly inside her, spurting and spurting, all his desire for her exploding in long, powerful streams of slippery semen, reaching deep inside her, flooding her. He stayed hard, easing in and out of her, never wanting this moment to end. After a minute, Catherine slowly opened her eyes. "What . . . What happened? Alex, did you . . . Oh, Alex, how could you!" "But you . . ." "Alex, I'm very disappointed in you. You should have TOLD me how good you were at that! Honestly, to drive a woman crazy, make her lose all control, then take advantage of her!" "But . . ." "Anyone as good as you are at pleasing a woman can't simply make somone insane with passion, make her forget who she is and where she is, and then impose yourself on her." Alex looked down at the ground, ashamed. "Well . . ." Catherine said soothingly, rubbing his back, "I suppose I can forgive you, this being your first time. You find your Auntie very attractive, don't you?" Alex nodded enthusiastically. "That's nice to hear, but for goodness sake, do try to control yourself. You're a regular little demon. All right- back into the pool, young man. Oh, don't bother with your swimsuit. We've both seen each other, and the walls around the backyard are high enough. Don't be bashful." Alex dove in, down to the bottom, then came up slowly, his head still spinning. Did he . . . had he . . . did it really happen? Catherine stepped into the pool and swam the length and back, carefully keeping her head above water. As she swam by him, she gave her nephew a little smile and wink, but Alex was unable to meet her gaze. She stepped out and briskly dried her nude, golden body, then lay down on a deck chair. Stretching out, putting her hands behind her head, Catherine slowly closed her eyes. With her eyes shut, Alex was emboldened to give his aunt's body a good lookover. >From the edge of the pool, he stared at her tits. With her hands behind her head, they stuck up and out nicely. He wondered how many people had ever seen them, and her large, reddish-brown areolae. Probably not many, he figured. The curve going from her waist to her hips was the most beautiful thing he had ever seen. His eyes settled on her patch of pubic hair. It looked like she kept it trimmed, in a short, neat triangle, and it looked very smooth and soft. Maybe she brushed it or used conditioner on it, he thought. When they had done it, the encounter seemed like it was over in a second, and he never really got a chance to explore her body, to run his hands over those beautiful curves. If only . . . Alex yanked his gaze away as Catherine yawned, stretched, and opened her eyes. She sat up and called to him. "Well, is it about time for dinner? Why don't you come to the kitchen with me. You can help." Uh-oh, thought Alex. As he swam to the edge of the pool he felt the water running along the length of his dick, once again big, stiff, throbbing. "Well, what are you waiting for? Dry yourself off and get dressed . . . Oh Alex, you wouldn't dare . . . out of the pool- now." Alex slowly climbed out, his slender body making his condition all the more obvious. Sitting on the edge of her deck chair, Catherine sighed. "What am I going to do with you?" Seeing Alex blushing, she tried to soothe him a little. "Oh, don't worry. You're a young man and I suppose you can't help it. But you're not getting me alone in the house with you in that condition again. I made that mistake once before. "Sit yourself down here," She said, patting the deck chair next to her. "Take care of yourself, then we'll go in and fix dinner." Catherine picked up a magazine she had lying next to her and started flipping through it, as if totally disinterested. Alex, hoping he understood her correctly, lay back and began stroking his erection, a little self consciously. His aunt turned her gaze to her young nephew's groin for a moment, letting her eyes run along the stiff length, then turned her attention back to her magazine. "Goodness, you have got a large one, haven't you?" She said idly. "You'll have to be careful with one that big. You could hurt a woman." Alex's face brightened and he began stroking more quickly. He wasn't jerking himself off hard enough to come, though. This was all just so great, he wanted it to last a while. Laying in the warm sun, nude, his beautiful aunt completely naked next to him, openly stroking his dick- his big dick- in full view of her, he wished this weekend could go on forever. After several minutes passed, Catherine glanced over and, seeing Alex was making no real inroads, gave an impatient sigh. "We'll be here forever, you little slowpoke." She got up, sat down next to him and put a glob of suntan lotion into her hand. Pushing Alex's hand aside, she carefully smoothed a thick layer of the lotion all over his eager, pounding boner. She then began stroking, squeezing tightly, concentrating on the shaft just below the head. Seeing her long, slender fingers around his dick, her bright red manicured fingernails making them look even more slender and delicate, Alex gasped, then began groaning, watching her tits swing back and forth as she jerked him off. "Honestly, a teenage boy who doesn't know how to masturbate correctly- what will I do with you, can you tell me that?" In less than thirty seconds Catherine heard young Alex give out a grunt, felt his rock hard erection throb, then watched in satisfaction as a surprisingly large quantity of semen gushed and spurted out, the thick fluid running slowly down her hand. "There," She exhaled, "That should hold you- for a few hours, at least. Now, let's fix dinner, shall we?" After they had finished, Alex helped his aunt carry the dishes into the kitchen. Catherine had changed into a light sundress, yellow and white, and Alex had on a pair of shorts and a polo shirt. He could see her nipples showing through her dress, and he speculated on what, if anything, she had on underneath. As Catherine rinsed off the dishes and he put them in the dishwasher, Alex finally managed to blurt out what was on his mind. "Um, if my mom's brother hadn't married you, I guess we wouldn't be related." "Well, no, I suppose not." "I know you told me that it was wrong for anything to happen between two people who are related, but it seems like, I don't know, it might be kind of different between us." "Why, whatever do you mean?" The corners of her mouth went up a bit. "Well, we're just related just because you happened to marry someone in my family. If you had married someone else, we wouldn't be related at all." "Hmmm . . . I never looked at it that way. I suppose you're right- Wait just one minute, young man. Just what are you getting at? You managed to trick me once before, but if you think . . ." "Look, Aunt Catherine, you're the most beautiful woman I've ever seen. I've been in love with you since, I can't even remember. All I can think about is being alone with you, holding you, touching your body . . ." "You realize you're risking another good spanking talking to me that way . . ." "I want you more than anything, but if you don't feel the same way . . ." Catherine circled her hand on Alex's back. "It's not that I don't find you attractive, I do. You're very handsome, in good physical condition, sweet, able to, shall we say, gratify a woman, and very well . . . equipped . . ." Alex sensed something in his aunt as her words trailed off. Gazing into each others eyes, he impulsively pushed his lips against Catherine's. She returned the kiss eagerly, sucking, their tongues intertwining. After a minute Catherine pulled away and put her hands on the hem of her sundress, and in one motion pulled it over her head. She hadn't been wearing any underwear at all, and even though he had seen her naked before, the sight of her beautiful body still took his breath away. His eyes locked on her, he quickly pulled his clothes off, his penis stiff and upright, as Catherine knew it would be. The precise color of his aunt's lipstick, now circled around his dick, smudging a little on the shaft, would stay imprinted in Alex's mind forever. He couldn't help closing his eyes as she started really sucking hard, her velvety soft tongue on his sensitive young tool almost more than he could bear. Laying on top of the down comforter in her king size bed, he ran his hand over the body he had admired from the pool while she sucked him. Roaming up and down her curves, he couldn't believe how soft her skin was, and her squishy, jiggly breasts were from another world. He ran his hand over her butt, thinking of how many times he had stared at it under a skirt or pair of pants. When Aunt Catherine began stroking as well as sucking, Alex knew it was just a matter of moments. With a mighty groan, squeezing his eyes shut, his orgasm hit, Catherine pulling her mouth away and firmly squeezing, quickly jerking her hand up and down, milking him of every last drop. "That's it baby, that's it . . . a little harder. Pinch it between your lips . . . don't be afraid to be a little rough with it . . . oh, you're the best, Alex." Catherine let her head drop back on the pillow and massaged her breasts as her young nephew eagerly tickled and sucked at her clit. She groaned and ran one of her hands through his hair. Alex discovered he could really get a reaction out of her by sucking her now very erect clitoris between his lips any flicking it firmly up and down with his tongue. Her breathing gradually increased, gulping air in through her mouth as she pushed Alex's head into her groin, till she took one deep breath and let out a loud, uninhibited groan as her orgasm washed over her. Catherine let Alex play with her until she had reached her limit, then pulled him up next to her. Exhausted, breathing heavily, the two lay there, arms intertwined, for a long time. Catherine eventually opened her eyes, stretched and yawned lazily, and was about to suggest to Alex that he take a shower before turning in, when she saw that he was stroking his once again erect penis and looking up and down her body. "Alex . . ." "I . . . I can't help it . . ." "Don't tell me you can't help it, young man. You could, only you expect your Auntie to take care of that dreadful thing all night long, isn't that right?" Alex looked downward, bashfully. "I thought so." She sat up and straddled him, lightly stroking his erection. "Well, perhaps one more wouldn't hurt. But this is the absolute last time," She cautioned, tapping her finger on his chest. "Understand?" He nodded, wide eyed, as she raised herself up slightly, aimed him toward herself and then lowered her hips slowly, his seemingly inexhaustible hard-on sliding snugly in Catherine's slick, moist opening, the two of them groaning simultaneously . . . The End -- +----------------' Story submission `-+-' Moderator contact `--------------+ | | | | Archive site +----------------------+--------------------+ Newsgroup FAQ | ----