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Auntie Jean…

He’d tried to put her out of his mind. He knew it was wrong, he’d always known it was wrong, she was his aunt for heavens sake, but for as long as he could remember he had wanted her.

Uncle Mike and Auntie Jean had always been a big part of Jack’s life from as far back as he could think; before his mother had died he could remember the four of them hanging out all the time. But it wasn’t until Jack hit puberty that he had started looking at his aunt in a new light. Although he liked girls his own age, Jack started to think about Auntie Jean more and more. She was quite a bit younger than her husband and, Jack knew she’d always been a bit of a party girl. A brunette, she was slender without looking too thin and sported a nice pair of tits that rarely seemed like she had a bra on. Jack could watch her for ages; the long firm nipples atop her breasts poking fiercely against the thin blouses that she wore and her long legs in black nylon stockings ensured that he had a constant erection whenever she was near.

As Jack matured he became concerned when these feelings for Auntie Jean continued. He had assumed that he would grow out of the fixation. But it didn’t. Jack had realized that the attraction to his aunt was becoming stronger and stronger. He seemed to think about her constantly and he was left with stained bed sheets on more than one occasion as he fantasized about fucking her and masturbated in his room. His mind would fill with visions of her, but as his penis swelled and he climaxed thickly he would quickly be overtaken by feelings of guilt and worry that the object of his desires for so long was actually related to him.

But as he now stood before his father, Uncle Mike and Aunt Jean, his whole mind-set was about to change.

Jack was returning late that evening and he had expected the house to be empty. His head was a little fuzzy with alcohol and it took him a few seconds to line the key up in the door and gain entry. At first, the sounds from the house confused him; surely everyone would have gone to bed by now, he thought.

Hanging his coat up and removing his shoes quietly, Jack gathered himself together and moved towards the living room. His fingers froze on the door handle as he heard his aunt’s voice from within. It was not the fact that it was Auntie Jean’s voice that made him take notice, it was what she was saying – or rather moaning – that gave Jack an immediate erection. Maybe it was the beer or maybe it was just some deep seated voyeuristic tendency that made Jack open the door, but a second later he was standing in the doorway and looking directly at a his semi-clad aunt sitting between Jack’s naked father and her husband, Mike.

“What the….but you can’t….For God’s sake….I don’t believe….”

Jack fought to form a coherent sentence as the three immediately stopped what they were doing and stared straight at him.

“Jesus, Dad! That’s Uncle Mike and Aunt Jean!” he continued, “what the hell are you doing!”

“Actually Jack, that’s not strictly true!”

Jack looked straight at Jean. Her voice was controlled as she spoke; placid and authoritative.

“What are you talking about!” Jack blurted. His mind was turning somersaults as he realized that Jean was clad only in black stockings and heels; her breasts were exposed and Jack could see the lips of her pussy; puffy and swollen.

His mind in turmoil, Jack flopped into a chair silently.

Jean spoke and said, “I hope you don’t mind if we continue where we left off!”

Jack’s eyes bulged wide as he watched his Aunt Jean slowly spread her stocking clad legs and allowed her husband to return his fingers to her pussy.

“You see, I’ve always been a bit of a slut, Jack! …..mmmm that feels nice, Mike, don’t you dare stop!…..Mike’s very good, but I need more than one man to satisfy me. It’s always been the same!”

Jack was beginning to sort things out in his head now as he watched his father and Mike grope Jean. He recalled the times that he had imagined what this woman’s body would look like; how she would act during sex, maybe even what she would wear. And now it was all being revealed; her smooth, pert breasts with their jutting, angry nipples, her long, long legs, her trimmed, moist pussy. Jack thought that his hard-on would last for ever as he feasted his eyes.

Jean’s moan of lust suddenly brought Jack back to reality. Her head lolled back, her eyes closed tightly and her legs opened wider as the climax rocked her body.

“Damn! That was a good cum!” she said finally. “Get your cock’s out, boys! I need to get a taste!”

As Mike and Jack’s father, Ed stripped off their clothes, Jean looked back at Jack. Her eyes immediately fell to the growing bulge in his pants.

“I guess I’ve always known that you had a thing for me, Jack.” she said in a rasping whisper. “Don’t worry, honey, your time will come very soon. VERY soon!”

Mike smiled as he pushed his hard dick towards his wife’s mouth. Jean was a complete slut; he’d always known it. He and his brother Ed had fucked her together and separately on many occasions before, but the novelty never seemed to wear off. He looked across at his brother as they both enjoyed Aunt Jean’s oral attention and grinned, he knew that tonight would be special; with the unexpected arrival of Jack, Jean now had another cock to play with, and, if he wasn’t much mistaken, the little slut was already trying to seduce him!

“Mmmm, that’s right, suck on it, baby!” Mike moaned as he began to thrust his cock in and out of his wife’s hot mouth. She was a wonderful cock-sucker!

As Jean licked and sucked at his throbbing weapon, Mike saw Ed’s cock in view. Ed’s dick was a little bigger than his own but he was determined to keep his pole position between his wife’s lips.

“You’ll just have to wait for a moment, Ed!” he cried as he thrust himself deep into Jean’s mouth. “The little slut is mine first!”

Jean spluttered and gagged slightly as she virtually spat her husband’s cock from between her lips.

“Just for that, you can both wait!” she laughed sexily, “There’s a hot young boy over there that needs my attention a lot more than you two old studs!”

For a moment, Jack stopped rubbing the crotch of his jeans and looked up. All three pairs of eyes were on him and he knew what was now expected of him. He had waited so long for this, he had imagined it, fantasized about it and longed for it and now his dream was about to come true.

Quickly stripping off his clothes, Jack strode naked over towards Auntie Jean.

“Down here, baby” she cooed, “Come and lie down with Auntie!”

Jack followed his instructions willingly. He could smell the scent from Jean’s fragrant pussy as he descended to the floor and revelled in it’s heady aroma. His throbbing cock twitched as he felt her cool fingers wrap gently around his shaft and start to work his foreskin up and down. He was in heaven and, as Jean straddled his face and lowered the moist object of his desire over his face, Jack began eagerly lapping and sucking at her open slit. He could hear Jean moaning above him as the older woman ground her pelvis down onto his face and forced her pussy over his mouth. He could taste her previous orgasm and was determined to help her towards a second.

Ed and Mike stood back and masturbated openly as Jean came for a second time in only a few short minutes. Both were well pleased by the recent turn of events as they knew that young Jack had been lusting after Jean for a long time.

“That’s it, Jack, suck her cunt!” cried Mike, “She’ll do anything for you once you make her cum!”

“Too late, I think Mike,” Ed chipped in, “look, she’s already cumming!”

It was true. Jean’s legs were trembling and her back arched as the orgasm ripped through her taught frame. Her grip around Jack’s cock tightened and his glans swelled further as she moaned deeply, her voice a strangled cry of ecstasy as her body convulsed time after time as she slipped from her young lovers juice stained face.

“Get on his cock, now!” cried Mike again, masturbating just a little faster.

“That’s just what I intend to do,” Jean croaked, “just give me a hand will you guys?”

Jack remained almost motionless as his father and Uncle Mike lifted Aunt Jean up effortlessly and spread her legs open above him. He looked up and could see her puffy lips. His eyes travelled up her body as he took in her flat stomach and perky tits. Jack’s gaze lingered on her nipples. They looked so hard and tight and he longed to pinch and play with them.

Slowly the two men lowered the woman onto Jack’s body. His cock felt hard and swollen, but the sensations that he experienced as her moist and open pussy slipped over his swollen mushroom head were almost too much to bear. He held his breath as she sank lower and lower forcing his entire length deep into her body. It was like being gripped by a hot, velvet glove that had been soaked in oil.

Jack groaned as he felt his balls twitch. He mustered all the self control that he could as finally, Jean sank down on him completely and he was buried. His hand reached up to her breasts and he felt her flinch as he rolled each hard, pointed nipple between his fingers.

“Oh, God!” Jean cried, “this boy really knows how to please a woman. Mmmmmm…that’s it baby, you just hold on while Auntie Jean does the work!”

It was strange, but Jean referring to herself as “Auntie Jean” made Jack’s cock leap and throb uncontrollably. He guessed that it must have something to do with the taboo of forbidden love.

Jean’s nipples pulsated beneath his fingers as he pulled and rolled them a little harder. She was lifting her hips and rotating her body, ensuring Jack of maximum penetration and gripping his cock tightly with her internal muscles.

Jack gasped as he felt his cock squeezed so expertly. He knew that he had reached the point of no return.

“Ohhhhh…I’m gonna cum…..mmmmmmmmmm. …”

“I want all of you. NOW!” Jean cried as she bounced up and down frantically on her lovers hot cock. “Come on, guy’s let me taste it!”

In a second, both Ed and Mike were by her side and eagerly pumping their cocks. Their fists flew at lightening speed and Jean had to grip Ed’s tool tightly in her hand before she was able to pull it between her lips.

Jean felt Ed tense as soon as her lips locked around his glans and prepared herself for his release. Suddenly she gasped. Jack was cumming deeply inside her pussy and she could feel his emission spurting into his Auntie’s body in huge, sticky spasms. And then her face was wet as well. Both of her older lovers were pumping their seed onto her face and hair in an orgy of lust.

Within a few seconds Jean was awash with semen. Her short brown hair was matted and the viscous liquid oozed between her lips and over her chin. She felt trickles running down her chest and pooling in the valley of her cleavage.

All the while Jack was still cumming inside her. His bucking hips were driving her up and down and causing her sore breasts to bounce in a rhythmic tattoo.

“Mmmmm, I’m one well fucked slut!” she whispered as she finished swallowing as much sperm as she could and with trembling legs lifted herself reluctantly from Jack’s cock.

“You sure are!” replied her husband with a smile, “and don’t think you’ve finished yet, either. Take a look behind you!”

Jean turned slowly and came face to face with a grinning Jack. Her eyes fell to his crotch and she could see that his cock was already beginning to swell into another good sized erection. She sighed happily. The older ones had the experience, she mused, but the younger ones could always be relied upon to come back for more of Auntie Slut!

male life cycle

1st impression

In the corner he stands.  Facing the wall, his hands to his sides.  Naked and appearing so vulnerable, so alone.  And you might, indeed, think him a lonely man.  A sad man.  Even maybe a pathetic man.  But let’s take a closer look before we go away with our own first impressions, shall we?

Look, when we try to peer into his eyes (because really, when it’s all said and done, that’s where one can quickly ascertain the truth of a person, isn’t it?), there’s something covering his face.  My, oh, my, is that what I think it is?  Yes, it is.  Panties!  Panties covering the dear boy’s face.  Now what did he do to deserve that?

But, wait!  Look at how the crotch of those panties are placed strategically over his nose.   We must get in a little closer.  Let’s just cozy up next to him and see exactly what is going on here.   Goodness!  Looked at how soiled the panties are!  Even from here the scent is quite robust.  The scent of sex, I dare say.  The pungent scent of man-woman sex.  Intriguing.

Now that we are so close, do you see what I see?  Look at that penis sticking out so straight and stiff from his groin.  Hmmm.  A rather small one, isn’t it?  Nonetheless, it’s quivering and bobbing just a bit.  Pity to the poor woman he might try to mount with that silly little thing.  How tedious and utterly boring it would be for her, don’t you think?

Do you hear that?  Coming from the wall of the corner our little mini-meat-man stands against?  It’s muffled, but still exuberant and loud.  What could it be?  Did you see that?  I do believe that puny appendage of his just twitched.  Why, he’s reacting to the moans and groan, the creak of bed springs, the slapping of flesh we are hearing from the other side of that eggshell white wall!  And look at that!  He just took a deep sniff of those panties.  Oh, he did it again.  And again.  Look at that sissy stick of his actually quivering.

Wait.  Someone is saying something from behind the wall.  Let’s listen.

This is what you deserve, you sad excuse for a husband.  Do you hear me, Henry?  Are you smelling the fuck on my panties while I’m getting my next dose of real man cock?  You’re a loser, Henry.  And you’ll stand there in the corner like the sorry dick-wad you are while I fuck this stud.

Oh my!  I think we have our answers.  And, at this point, I do believe we should leave Henry to his moment of bliss.

my apartment window

I had been living in my 4th story apartment for about three months. I had never really thought about the building that sat about fifteen feet from mine. Our windows lined up perfectly. The buildings had to have been built with the same floor plans.

My day at work had been rough and I got home much later than normal. As I entered my apartment, I didn’t bother to turn on any lights and headed straight for the bathroom. I wanted a nice warm shower. On my way to the bathroom I noticed the windows across from me were wide open and I could see straight into them. It totally peaked my interest and I stared for a bit. I had removed my clothes as I stared. I’m not sure what I thought I might see but I couldn’t pull myself away. I pulled one of the chairs from my dinning room up to the window and promptly sat down naked.

As soon as I sat down, there she was! She was absolutely gorgeous. I watched as she walked through her apartment, fussing with different things and finally moved out of my sight. I couldn’t help but wonder where she went. She reappeared but had removed her skirt and her shirt and was now walking through her apartment in her bra and a pair of pantyhose.

My mind returned to her sexy body as she sat down on her couch and turned on the TV. As she watched she slowly removed her hose and tossed them over the arm of the couch. I felt the familiar stirring in my cock as I watched her remove her bra. Man, I couldn’t believe that she was sitting in her living room, nude and watching TV!

My hand drifted to my cock and I absent-mindedly gave it a few strokes as I watched her lay back. What happened next surprised the hell out of me.

I watched as she slid her hands up the sides of her gorgeously perfect body. Her red nails lightly grazed against her fair freckled skin. I felt my body tingle as if her hands were on me. I could feel her fingertips traveling up my sides. My cock jumped.

She moved her hands up to her perky breasts and began to roll her fingers around her pink nipples. I wanted to feel them in my mouth so bad. I watched as she pulled on them, pinched them and massaged her breasts.

I could almost hear her moans from here. I was completely hooked and not to mention hard as a fucking rock. I’d never watched a woman masturbate in person.

As she continued to knead her fleshy breasts with one hand, she brought the other hand up to her mouth. She slowly inserted her finger into her mouth and sucked on it like a little cock! As if I wasn’t horny enough, she’s sucking my cock now! I knew I wouldn’t be able to watch much more without having to satisfy myself.

I watched in total anticipation as she let her fingers wander back down her body to her pussy. My mouth watered as she slipped her finger in between her luscious lips, rubbing her clit, back and forth, in slow circles.

After a few moments she spread her legs further apart. I could see her pussy, all pink, wet and absolutely inviting. She inserted her finger into her hole and arched her back. I could tell she was moaning. I just couldn’t hear it.

I imagined her soft moans in my head as her fingers danced in and around her sweetness. Her movements became jerkier as she continued on. My hand had been stroking my cock for a few moments. I could have cum at any point by then, but I wanted to wait for her. I wanted to share her climax, even if she didn’t know.

Faster and faster moved her fingers. She began to squirm on the couch as her legs began to shake. I knew she was about to cum. I watched intently as she brought herself closer and closer to the edge. My hand rapidly became a blur to anyone that might be watching.

Finally with a few jerks and her body going tense she came. Her hand slowed down and rubbed her clit in a slow but firm circle as she worked her climax to its peak. At the same time I felt the warmth begin to flow up the shaft of my throbbing cock. Before I knew it, my cock exploded with my thick cum, covering my thighs and the chair. My stroking slowed and I tried to match her.

As her climax began to subside so did mine. She relaxed her body on the couch. I could see her chest heaving as she struggled to regain her breath. She brought her fingers up to her nose and inhaled. She then slipped her fingers one at a time into her mouth, sucking off her sweet juices. She let out a giggle. I couldn’t hear it, but I saw her ample breasts bounce as she did.

From then on I watched her. I always made a point to check her place as soon as I got home from work. It was definitely a great way to relax after a rough day at work.

resolution

Let’s think the unthinkable, let’s do the undoable, let’s prepare to grapple with the ineffable itself, and see if we may not eff it after all!

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