The Older Woman
The Older Woman
This is a true story of an encounter with an older woman who was actually an aunt of mine, well her late hubby (John) was actually my motherâs first cousin, but he had been brought up with my mother and was more like a brother than a cousin to my mum and she was always known to me as Auntie Jenny and John as Uncle John.
I was always aware of her sexually as I was growing up as she had short blonde hair and a trim figure. She was a relief manager/assistant manager for the Co-op shops in the town and I worked after school in the shop near my home and always looked forward to when she was working in the shop. Just before I left to serve my apprenticeship (16 years old) I was helping serve behind the counter when they were busy and do other things like sweep up, we had a lass of about 19 (Anne) helping out from another shop. It was the era of miniskirts and Anne was no exception. Her legs were a little chubby but quite nicely formed and one day we were cashing up after shutting the shop and Anne was counting the money in the till and I was tidying up all around the shelves when Anne dropped a couple of coins. I said, âyou carry on counting, Iâll pick them upâ, thanks she said. I got down on my knees behind her and picked up the coins. I was right behind her and really close as she continued counting. I looked up her miniskirt and WOW she was wearing stockings and suspenders with tiny light blue see thru lacy panties (so so sexy) â I could see her pubic hair and the slit of her cunt could clearly be seen. It was one of those moments where for a few seconds time seemed to stand still and for what could not have been more than 5 seconds but seemed like days as I took in the view of her stockings and suspenders and that gorgeous cunt. I studied it and as I said it could only have been seconds but seemed like an eternity as I looked at her bum encased in those sexy panties, and I could see her bum hole as well. I came out from under her legs and said, âgot itâ and heard Jenny say, âgot whatâ and Anne said, âI dropped some money and Davy got it for meâ. Jenny said âyes, he got it as she looked intensely at me and I started blushing as I knew she had seen me and I was worried about her telling on me but she just gave a little smile and turned round. Nothing more was said, and I forgot all about it as I left school that summertime to serve my apprenticeship and began chasing girlâs big time.
I wound on my merry way trying to get into every girlâs knickers that I could and pissing it up and now and again doing what little studying I was forced into for my qualifications. When John died, I was 18 and Tracy (their only c***d) was a year older than me. She was engaged to a lad who didnât belong to the town and didnât know a lot of people, but I was known to him and was very friendly with Tracy and used to meet them when I was out for a drink.
Anyway, they were getting married on a Friday in July (I was 19 by this time), it was to be a lunchtime wedding, a small affair about 30 people and James asked me to be his best man. I agreed and got my new suit along with him and looked forward to what I thought would be a good nightâs drinking â well at 19 and single I could and did do a lot of boozing when I could afford it and maybe even a fuck if the bridesmaid was any good as I hadnât met her as she came from another nearby town but worked away from home.
The week of the wedding came around I spent most nights there at Auntie Jennyâs house with James and other men as Tracy and Jenny (my aunt) was busy with the woman, pouring tea and taking them upstairs to look at the wedding presents in the spare room and all that. On the night before the wedding the bridesmaid was there that night but I didnât fancy her one little bit I have to say, so James and I went for a few beers and went back to Jennyâs sisters house as he was staying the night there the night before the wedding and I was coming over in the morning to get changed and we were leaving for the registrars from there.
On the day of the wedding everything went well and after the ceremony went to a local hotel for a wedding lunch which lasted well into the afternoon and then about 20 of us went back to Jennyâs house for the rest of the afternoon and early evening. We all decided to go to another hotel for a meal about 7pm which took till 9pm and we had a few drinks before going back to Jennyâs house, with James and Tracy going off to their hotel.
When we were there the music got put on and everybody was having a drink and a good time, the conversation got round to the large amount and good quality of the wedding gifts. I said I hadnât seen the presents as I had been busy with other things and Tracy wasnât there to show me. Jenny said, âcome on I can show you but thereâs a lot, so be preparedâ. We went into the back bedroom (spare bedroom) and she pointed out a lot of the pressies and when she came to one particular present she started to cry a little as she said John had bought it just the week before he died and had asked for it to be put aside. I was standing close to her as she said this and gave her my clean handkerchief with my right hand and put my left hand on her left shoulder as she faced me. I said, âcome hereâ and I turned her around to me and hugged her and went to give her a peck on her cheek but as I did, she turned her head slightly I ended up with my lips meeting her lips and before I knew it we were locked in a passionate kiss with my tongue twisting round in her mouth and intertwining with her tongue. I still had my arms around her but now I let them fall so my hands were gripping her bum. As we are tonguing each other fast and hard I was gripping her bum hard and massaging her lower cheeks over her dress, cupping under them and moving them out and separating them. She was holding on to my side and kissing me hard with her eyes shut tight. I looked behind her at the full-length mirror and as I slid her dress up over her bum she didnât object and she had on sexy white lacy knickers with tights over the top. I went to put my hand down inside the tights and knickers at her bum, but she stopped me and stopping kissing me she said âno, anybody could come in on usâ I said âok Jennyâ but didnât let her dress back down and I kissed her again as I looked at her lacy covered bum in the mirror.
After what seemed an eternity, but, could not have been more than a minute it was me that pulled away this time and reluctantly let her dress drop. I held my right hand under her chin and lifted it up as my left hand stroked the nape of her neck and I gently kissed her. I said âweâd better go back before they send out a search partyâ we laughed together, and I took her hand, and we went down the stairs together although I stopped halfway down and took her face in my hands and kissed her deeply once more.
We partied with the rest of the people there and I danced with every one of the ladies present and the bridesmaidsâ mother tried to get me paired off with her daughter, but I only had eyes for one person â Jenny. A few times when dancing with some of the other women I looked across at Jenny and found her looking at me and nothing would have made me happier than to get rid of everyone else and go to bed with her, but everybody seemed to want to stay partying all night!
Well, here I was trying to figure out if my reading of the situation was right and could I, a horny young man, really have a chance of sex with a beautiful mature lady. It was the early hours of the next day by now and I knew there was no chance of even trying this evening as it was very late and so many people still present although people were leaving all the time. I however thought I needed some reason to get back to this house at some time over the weekend, but I didnât just want to turn up as it would look so bad if I did and my reading of the situation was so wrong. This reason was given to me by Margaret, Jennyâs sister who said she had taken my casual clothes over to Jennyâs and they were upstairs, and did I want them to take home and did I want a taxi. I said I would walk home to get some fresh air and I would pop over sometime later the next day when my blood alcohol level would be low enough for me to drive. Jenny said she would be in as she would have to tidy the house and clean up after the nightâs party and maybe I could give her a hand. Everybody laughed as you could imagine a single 19-year-old lad tidying up!
I shook hands with the couple of men who were still there and gave a perfunctory kiss on the cheek of the few remaining women and as I did this to Jenny, I squeezed her hand and she gently squeezed back, this made me go away with a lighter step and a hope for later the next day. I walked home on a cloud, and it wasnât just the alcohol that caused that! My young male hormones were surging round and round my body.
I slept late the next day and got up to have a breakfast before having a wash. I wasnât sure what time to go across to Jennyâs house or if I should as my head said no but my cock said yes. I moped around the house for a while answering questions about the wedding from my mother and father. They were pleased that I came home remarkably sober for a change, but they didnât know that why I was sober was because I was sniffing around after Jenny.
About 3pm I said to my mother that I was going to one of the local clubs for a game of snooker and I went off walking even though it was starting to rain so she wouldnât be worried about me driving and drinking. I slowly walked over to the other side of town to Jennyâs house and as I turned the corner of the street where her house was my stomach was doing summersaults and my mind was in overdrive with lots of possible scenarios spinning around in my head. I noticed that Jennyâs car wasnât in the drive and in one way I panicked at the thought that she wasnât in yet in another way I was sort of hoping she wasnât in just in case I made a fool of myself.
I went up the drive to the back door as the house was in plain view of the whole street due to being higher up and all the houses having an open plan front garden. I knocked on the back door and went into the kitchen shutting the door behind me. I went into the sitting room after saying loudly âHI Jenny, itâs only meâ. She wasnât in the sitting room, so I opened the door to the front hallway and staircase and said again âHI Jenny, itâs only meâ. She replied back, âIâm just finishing off cleaning the bathroom and I need a break, so Iâll be down in a minute, why donât you make us both a coffeeâ, I said OK and went and made the coffee. My nerves were jangling at the thought of what I hoped would happen, but this was no young girl of my own age group that I was looking at but a mature lady who had been round the block and was married long before I was born.
I took the cups through and set them on the coasters on the coffee table. I placed one on a coaster (mine) on the coffee table in front of the settee and the other cup (Jennyâs) on the coaster in front of the chair. I took my jacket and my shoes off, placing my shoes beside the back door (my excuse for taking them off was they were wet because of the rain) and my jacket over a kitchen chair and went back through to the sitting room. I sat down and a few moments later Jenny came in and looking at my stocking feet said, âyou had no need to take your shoes offâ. I said they were wringing wet, so I didnât want to soak the sitting room carpet. I was most disappointed as she was wearing jeans and a tee shirt; I suppose I hoped she would be wearing something a bit sexier, although the jeans showed what I already knew - that she had a trim little bum for her age. She picked up her coffee cup and coaster and placed them on the table opposite the other end of the settee and sat down with her back to the arm rest and one leg underneath her looking towards me. I asked her how she had got on with the cleaning and she laughed and said she had finished short ago and was going to change her clothes in a minute saying that the house wasnât that bad with most of the cleaning being the glasses and cups from last night. She also said with the back bedroom being full of presents she didnât have to clean it and gave a small laugh.
Jenny stood up and said, âIâm going to get changed, you can put a record or a tape on for some music if you wantâ (remember this was 1974, so no CDâs or DVDâs) as she went out the door. I went across to the hi-fi unit and dug out her collection of records and looking through it there were lots of LPâs of fast music including a lot of 60âs stuff which was understandable as it was her era along with the 50âs. But there were also quite a few LPâs that had nice relaxing slow music, so I dug out one of these and put it on before sitting back down. About five minutes later Jenny came back in and what a difference as she had black tights and a dress on that had a zip all the way up the back from about the middle of her bum to the top. She said, âcan you help me please as I canât get the last bit of the zip upâ. I stood up as she turned her back to me and zip was open from the middle of her shoulder blades to the top. As I pulled the zip up all I really wanted to do was to pull the zip down and I was swithering about doing that but she had asked me to pull it up and if I had read the signs wrong and pulled it down I may ruin everything so I pulled it all the way up to the top but my hands were shaking so bad that I didnât press the zip toggle over to lock it in place.
I turned away as Jenny said thank you and sat back down as Jenny went and sat back down where she had been sitting earlier and pulled one leg up under her. I thought I saw a glimpse of white as she did this and thought to myself, wow, wouldnât it be fantastic if it was stockings not tights that she was wearing but the white was probably white knickers or a pantie girdle. Jenny asked if I had driven across to which I replied no, so she said that was ok then as I could have a drink with her to toast James and Tracy, so I agreed that I could. She asked me to do the honours as she was quite comfortable since she had sat down. I rose and went the sitting room unit and poured Jenny a very large Vodka and coke and a normal sized whisky for myself. When I handed it to her, she said âlook at the size of this drink what are you trying to do, get me drunk to have your wicked way with meâ as she laughed. I blushed red as I sat down and spluttered âof course notâ. âOh, what a shameâ she said as she smiled at me after taking a drink from her glass. I didnât know where to look as she laughed and leant forward touching my hand and said, âI shouldnât tease you like that should I?â Remember all the time a very slow and smoochy LP was playing which made excellent background music for our suggestive conversation. Jenny then sat back and said, âdo you remember all those years ago when you were a delivery boy, and I was the relief managerâ. I said of course I did and that I always looked forward to her stints at our shop. She asked me which of the staff I liked best, so I dutifully trotted out the names of some of them saying of course I liked working with her (Jenny) best of all. She laughed and said, âwhat about Anne M*****, bet you like working with herâ. I had forgotten about the âup skirtâ incident I described earlier so I said, âoh Anne, sheâs ok, I liked working with herâ. Jenny laughed and took another drink and said, âwell you certainly liked working with her when it gave you the chance to look up her skirtâ. I blushed furiously and didnât know where to look as Jenny set her glass down, stood up and went to the window to the rear of the room and closed the angle on the venetian blind and as she came back across said âI love this album, how about a dance to it as I didnât get a dance from you last nightâ.
I stood up and took her hand and she led me across to the empty floor area at the rear of the room away from the front window. I put my arms round her and shuffled about a bit as she laid her head on the area between my chest and shoulder and my hands were stroking the small of her back and top of her bum without lifting her dress this time. After about a minute of this she lifted her head looked at me and lifted her face to mine and we had a lingering kiss. She broke it off and said, âwell you didnât do a very good job with that zip as itâs worked its way down a bit alreadyâ As I put my hand up to pull it up, I said âsorry, Iâll just pull it upâ, she said âno the zip has to go fully the opposite wayâ as she started kissing me again. Well, my cock was rock hard by this time and Jenny knew it as she slowly moved her body against mine. I had started slowly pulling the zip of her dress down with one hand while the other was on the back of her thighs and slowly sliding upwards all the time rucking her dress up to her bum. Bingo, she didnât have stockings and suspenders but did have hold up stockings on which was the next best thing. I now had the zip all the way down and we were still kissing hard when she broke off and I thought, Shit!! Have I gone too far when she smiled at me and said âI think I had better lock the back doorâ which she went away to do leaving me standing there with a rock-hard cock tenting out in my trousers. She came back into the room and shutting the door from the kitchen came straight across to me giving her shoulders a shrugging motion so that the dress fell off her to the floor. âWell look at thatâ she said, âthe zip must be faulty as Iâm sure you pulled it up for meâ.
She stepped out of her dress before picking it up and folding it over the arm of a chair. There she was standing in front of me just in her navy-blue lacy bra and panties with black lacy top hold up stockings. I was like a five-year-old in a sweet shop; I just didnât know what to do or where to go next!! I said, âhell your gorgeous Jennyâ and we came together to resume our kissing. This time though it was so nice as I had soft warm female flesh next to me and it felt oh so good. As we kissed, I reached behind her and released her bra catch and slid her bra down her arms tossing it on top of her dress. At the same time as this was happening Jenny had undone the buttons on my shirt and was untying my belt and undoing my trousers. As she was pulling my zip down, I pulled my trousers down enough till they dropped to the floor. There I was with my hard cock tenting out my underpants and her in front of me in just lacy panties and hold ups, but not for long as I stepped out of my trousers in a heap on the floor and hooking my fingers in her panties slid them far enough down her legs till, they dropped to the floor themselves. I stood back picked up my trousers and set them with her dress and bra before picking up her panties to do the same, taking a good look at her pussy at the same time. Jenny said, âwell do you like what you seeâ I said, âof course I do, you are gorgeous, and I have fancied you ever since I was old enough to have sexual feelingsâ. She went on her knees in front of me and pulled my pants down over my cock which was bouncing about as she did this. She then said, âlift your legs one at a time till I take your socks off as we canât have you going to bed with your socks on can weâ. I lifted one leg, and she took that sock off before setting it down and lifting the other leg. While I had the second leg lifted, I rested my hand on her shoulder and as she pulled my sock off, she turned her head and took my cock in her mouth. I let my feet down, but Jenny continued sucking on my cock until she said, âthatâs enough of that for now, come on letâs put him to useâ and she laughed as she said it. Standing up she stroked and held my cock as she pulled me towards the stairs. We went up the stairs hand in hand stopping every couple of steps to kiss; her in just her hold up stockings and me naked with a hard cock pointing out in front of me. We arrived in her bedroom (eventually!) and Jenny angled the venetian blinds upwards slightly so as not to stop too much light getting in but stopping the people across the road from seeing too much. As she was doing this I had lain back on the bed on my back with my cock sticking up and was looking at her body she had a fantastic bum for her age and from the back I thought she looked like how I would imagine Felicity Kendal would look like naked (remember this was 1974 and Felicity Kendal wore jeans in The Good Life that showed the outline of her bum!). She then came across to the bed where I was lying on my back with my cock sticking up in the air and on her knees squatted over my cock and slowly lowered herself on to it. God, she was tight, but her juices started to flow as the head of my cock slowly started to go up inside her until it was all in and she was sitting on me. She just sat there feeling me twitch and leaned forward to sensuously kiss me with our tongues intertwining.
I was in heaven, just heaven! Here I was lying on my back with my hard cock all the way up an older woman, but this was not just any older woman this was my Auntie Jenny who I had grown up seeing, lusting, and wanking over in my adolescent (wet) dreams. WOW!! Who could have imagined that I certainly couldnât have even a few short weeks ago, I felt as though Iâd just won 1st Dividend on the football coupon. Jenny then started slowly sliding her body up so my cock slowly withdrew from her juicy cunt until it was nearly all out, just the head remained in, then she sat down, and it went all the way in fast, bringing a gasp from her. She did the same again but faster and again and again until she was riding me hard. Hell, her juices were flowing now and the suction of them on my cock made strange but fantastic noises this was what I had wanted (but never dreamed of) for years. Jenny leaned forward and kissed me hard on the lips and said âyou have said I am your favourite auntie; well, YOU were always my favourite nephew and after today I know extra reasons of why YOU are definitely my favourite nephew. All the time as she was saying this, she was riding me hard and then she said in short gasping breaths that she was Cumming and with a loud cry she came and collapsed on me. I hadnât cum yet, so I left my hard cock up her and put my arms around her and held her tightly kissing her neck, her shoulders, her ears, her nose, her forehead, and her gorgeous little rosebuds of nipples. She was visibly shaking as she raised her head and looked at me. She said, âI want you to know that youâre the first man Iâve made love to since John died and only the second man since I met John and that was in the early 1950âsâ. I replied, âthat I felt very privileged to know this, that I had loved her as long as I had known her and thought she was the sexiest and most beautiful woman I had ever seen â with or without their clothes onâ. She smiled, kissed me and thanked me for the wonderful compliment and then said I need to kiss this gorgeous thing up inside me thatâs still hard, climbing off and kneeling down sucked away at my cock teasing my foreskin back and fore and sticking her tongue down the little hole. After a while she looked up at me and said, âthe last time was just a pure fuck, now I need you to make love to me and cum up inside meâ. With that she got on her knees beside me with her head on the pillow and told me to make love to her.
I got on my knees behind her and rubbed the tip of my hard cock up and down her slit till her juices were streaming again and I slowly slid it up her taking my time and then withdrawing it before slowly sinking it back inside her. I did this several times before she told me to stop mucking about and get it up her and fuck her hard. I said that she had told me to make slow love to her. She said in between gasps and sighs to ignore that and fuck her hard, Cumming inside her! What the lady requests the lady gets and anyway the way I was feeling I didnât think I could last long enough to make slow sensual love to her so I stepped up the speed and pulled my cock back till it was nearly out of her pussy before thrusting it in all the way and repeating that till I came long and hard inside her the same time as she came as well. My knees were like jelly as my cock shrunk and slowly slipped out of her pussy with the mixture that was both of out cumâs running out of her pussy and I collapsed on the bed on my back. Jenny lay down beside me cuddling into me and softly ran her fingers through my now matted pubic hair and played with my soft cock sliding my foreskin back and fore.
That was how I first fucked my auntie, but it wasnât the last time we had fun together
This is a true story of an encounter with an older woman who was actually an aunt of mine, well her late hubby (John) was actually my motherâs first cousin, but he had been brought up with my mother and was more like a brother than a cousin to my mum and she was always known to me as Auntie Jenny and John as Uncle John.
I was always aware of her sexually as I was growing up as she had short blonde hair and a trim figure. She was a relief manager/assistant manager for the Co-op shops in the town and I worked after school in the shop near my home and always looked forward to when she was working in the shop. Just before I left to serve my apprenticeship (16 years old) I was helping serve behind the counter when they were busy and do other things like sweep up, we had a lass of about 19 (Anne) helping out from another shop. It was the era of miniskirts and Anne was no exception. Her legs were a little chubby but quite nicely formed and one day we were cashing up after shutting the shop and Anne was counting the money in the till and I was tidying up all around the shelves when Anne dropped a couple of coins. I said, âyou carry on counting, Iâll pick them upâ, thanks she said. I got down on my knees behind her and picked up the coins. I was right behind her and really close as she continued counting. I looked up her miniskirt and WOW she was wearing stockings and suspenders with tiny light blue see thru lacy panties (so so sexy) â I could see her pubic hair and the slit of her cunt could clearly be seen. It was one of those moments where for a few seconds time seemed to stand still and for what could not have been more than 5 seconds but seemed like days as I took in the view of her stockings and suspenders and that gorgeous cunt. I studied it and as I said it could only have been seconds but seemed like an eternity as I looked at her bum encased in those sexy panties, and I could see her bum hole as well. I came out from under her legs and said, âgot itâ and heard Jenny say, âgot whatâ and Anne said, âI dropped some money and Davy got it for meâ. Jenny said âyes, he got it as she looked intensely at me and I started blushing as I knew she had seen me and I was worried about her telling on me but she just gave a little smile and turned round. Nothing more was said, and I forgot all about it as I left school that summertime to serve my apprenticeship and began chasing girlâs big time.
I wound on my merry way trying to get into every girlâs knickers that I could and pissing it up and now and again doing what little studying I was forced into for my qualifications. When John died, I was 18 and Tracy (their only c***d) was a year older than me. She was engaged to a lad who didnât belong to the town and didnât know a lot of people, but I was known to him and was very friendly with Tracy and used to meet them when I was out for a drink.
Anyway, they were getting married on a Friday in July (I was 19 by this time), it was to be a lunchtime wedding, a small affair about 30 people and James asked me to be his best man. I agreed and got my new suit along with him and looked forward to what I thought would be a good nightâs drinking â well at 19 and single I could and did do a lot of boozing when I could afford it and maybe even a fuck if the bridesmaid was any good as I hadnât met her as she came from another nearby town but worked away from home.
The week of the wedding came around I spent most nights there at Auntie Jennyâs house with James and other men as Tracy and Jenny (my aunt) was busy with the woman, pouring tea and taking them upstairs to look at the wedding presents in the spare room and all that. On the night before the wedding the bridesmaid was there that night but I didnât fancy her one little bit I have to say, so James and I went for a few beers and went back to Jennyâs sisters house as he was staying the night there the night before the wedding and I was coming over in the morning to get changed and we were leaving for the registrars from there.
On the day of the wedding everything went well and after the ceremony went to a local hotel for a wedding lunch which lasted well into the afternoon and then about 20 of us went back to Jennyâs house for the rest of the afternoon and early evening. We all decided to go to another hotel for a meal about 7pm which took till 9pm and we had a few drinks before going back to Jennyâs house, with James and Tracy going off to their hotel.
When we were there the music got put on and everybody was having a drink and a good time, the conversation got round to the large amount and good quality of the wedding gifts. I said I hadnât seen the presents as I had been busy with other things and Tracy wasnât there to show me. Jenny said, âcome on I can show you but thereâs a lot, so be preparedâ. We went into the back bedroom (spare bedroom) and she pointed out a lot of the pressies and when she came to one particular present she started to cry a little as she said John had bought it just the week before he died and had asked for it to be put aside. I was standing close to her as she said this and gave her my clean handkerchief with my right hand and put my left hand on her left shoulder as she faced me. I said, âcome hereâ and I turned her around to me and hugged her and went to give her a peck on her cheek but as I did, she turned her head slightly I ended up with my lips meeting her lips and before I knew it we were locked in a passionate kiss with my tongue twisting round in her mouth and intertwining with her tongue. I still had my arms around her but now I let them fall so my hands were gripping her bum. As we are tonguing each other fast and hard I was gripping her bum hard and massaging her lower cheeks over her dress, cupping under them and moving them out and separating them. She was holding on to my side and kissing me hard with her eyes shut tight. I looked behind her at the full-length mirror and as I slid her dress up over her bum she didnât object and she had on sexy white lacy knickers with tights over the top. I went to put my hand down inside the tights and knickers at her bum, but she stopped me and stopping kissing me she said âno, anybody could come in on usâ I said âok Jennyâ but didnât let her dress back down and I kissed her again as I looked at her lacy covered bum in the mirror.
After what seemed an eternity, but, could not have been more than a minute it was me that pulled away this time and reluctantly let her dress drop. I held my right hand under her chin and lifted it up as my left hand stroked the nape of her neck and I gently kissed her. I said âweâd better go back before they send out a search partyâ we laughed together, and I took her hand, and we went down the stairs together although I stopped halfway down and took her face in my hands and kissed her deeply once more.
We partied with the rest of the people there and I danced with every one of the ladies present and the bridesmaidsâ mother tried to get me paired off with her daughter, but I only had eyes for one person â Jenny. A few times when dancing with some of the other women I looked across at Jenny and found her looking at me and nothing would have made me happier than to get rid of everyone else and go to bed with her, but everybody seemed to want to stay partying all night!
Well, here I was trying to figure out if my reading of the situation was right and could I, a horny young man, really have a chance of sex with a beautiful mature lady. It was the early hours of the next day by now and I knew there was no chance of even trying this evening as it was very late and so many people still present although people were leaving all the time. I however thought I needed some reason to get back to this house at some time over the weekend, but I didnât just want to turn up as it would look so bad if I did and my reading of the situation was so wrong. This reason was given to me by Margaret, Jennyâs sister who said she had taken my casual clothes over to Jennyâs and they were upstairs, and did I want them to take home and did I want a taxi. I said I would walk home to get some fresh air and I would pop over sometime later the next day when my blood alcohol level would be low enough for me to drive. Jenny said she would be in as she would have to tidy the house and clean up after the nightâs party and maybe I could give her a hand. Everybody laughed as you could imagine a single 19-year-old lad tidying up!
I shook hands with the couple of men who were still there and gave a perfunctory kiss on the cheek of the few remaining women and as I did this to Jenny, I squeezed her hand and she gently squeezed back, this made me go away with a lighter step and a hope for later the next day. I walked home on a cloud, and it wasnât just the alcohol that caused that! My young male hormones were surging round and round my body.
I slept late the next day and got up to have a breakfast before having a wash. I wasnât sure what time to go across to Jennyâs house or if I should as my head said no but my cock said yes. I moped around the house for a while answering questions about the wedding from my mother and father. They were pleased that I came home remarkably sober for a change, but they didnât know that why I was sober was because I was sniffing around after Jenny.
About 3pm I said to my mother that I was going to one of the local clubs for a game of snooker and I went off walking even though it was starting to rain so she wouldnât be worried about me driving and drinking. I slowly walked over to the other side of town to Jennyâs house and as I turned the corner of the street where her house was my stomach was doing summersaults and my mind was in overdrive with lots of possible scenarios spinning around in my head. I noticed that Jennyâs car wasnât in the drive and in one way I panicked at the thought that she wasnât in yet in another way I was sort of hoping she wasnât in just in case I made a fool of myself.
I went up the drive to the back door as the house was in plain view of the whole street due to being higher up and all the houses having an open plan front garden. I knocked on the back door and went into the kitchen shutting the door behind me. I went into the sitting room after saying loudly âHI Jenny, itâs only meâ. She wasnât in the sitting room, so I opened the door to the front hallway and staircase and said again âHI Jenny, itâs only meâ. She replied back, âIâm just finishing off cleaning the bathroom and I need a break, so Iâll be down in a minute, why donât you make us both a coffeeâ, I said OK and went and made the coffee. My nerves were jangling at the thought of what I hoped would happen, but this was no young girl of my own age group that I was looking at but a mature lady who had been round the block and was married long before I was born.
I took the cups through and set them on the coasters on the coffee table. I placed one on a coaster (mine) on the coffee table in front of the settee and the other cup (Jennyâs) on the coaster in front of the chair. I took my jacket and my shoes off, placing my shoes beside the back door (my excuse for taking them off was they were wet because of the rain) and my jacket over a kitchen chair and went back through to the sitting room. I sat down and a few moments later Jenny came in and looking at my stocking feet said, âyou had no need to take your shoes offâ. I said they were wringing wet, so I didnât want to soak the sitting room carpet. I was most disappointed as she was wearing jeans and a tee shirt; I suppose I hoped she would be wearing something a bit sexier, although the jeans showed what I already knew - that she had a trim little bum for her age. She picked up her coffee cup and coaster and placed them on the table opposite the other end of the settee and sat down with her back to the arm rest and one leg underneath her looking towards me. I asked her how she had got on with the cleaning and she laughed and said she had finished short ago and was going to change her clothes in a minute saying that the house wasnât that bad with most of the cleaning being the glasses and cups from last night. She also said with the back bedroom being full of presents she didnât have to clean it and gave a small laugh.
Jenny stood up and said, âIâm going to get changed, you can put a record or a tape on for some music if you wantâ (remember this was 1974, so no CDâs or DVDâs) as she went out the door. I went across to the hi-fi unit and dug out her collection of records and looking through it there were lots of LPâs of fast music including a lot of 60âs stuff which was understandable as it was her era along with the 50âs. But there were also quite a few LPâs that had nice relaxing slow music, so I dug out one of these and put it on before sitting back down. About five minutes later Jenny came back in and what a difference as she had black tights and a dress on that had a zip all the way up the back from about the middle of her bum to the top. She said, âcan you help me please as I canât get the last bit of the zip upâ. I stood up as she turned her back to me and zip was open from the middle of her shoulder blades to the top. As I pulled the zip up all I really wanted to do was to pull the zip down and I was swithering about doing that but she had asked me to pull it up and if I had read the signs wrong and pulled it down I may ruin everything so I pulled it all the way up to the top but my hands were shaking so bad that I didnât press the zip toggle over to lock it in place.
I turned away as Jenny said thank you and sat back down as Jenny went and sat back down where she had been sitting earlier and pulled one leg up under her. I thought I saw a glimpse of white as she did this and thought to myself, wow, wouldnât it be fantastic if it was stockings not tights that she was wearing but the white was probably white knickers or a pantie girdle. Jenny asked if I had driven across to which I replied no, so she said that was ok then as I could have a drink with her to toast James and Tracy, so I agreed that I could. She asked me to do the honours as she was quite comfortable since she had sat down. I rose and went the sitting room unit and poured Jenny a very large Vodka and coke and a normal sized whisky for myself. When I handed it to her, she said âlook at the size of this drink what are you trying to do, get me drunk to have your wicked way with meâ as she laughed. I blushed red as I sat down and spluttered âof course notâ. âOh, what a shameâ she said as she smiled at me after taking a drink from her glass. I didnât know where to look as she laughed and leant forward touching my hand and said, âI shouldnât tease you like that should I?â Remember all the time a very slow and smoochy LP was playing which made excellent background music for our suggestive conversation. Jenny then sat back and said, âdo you remember all those years ago when you were a delivery boy, and I was the relief managerâ. I said of course I did and that I always looked forward to her stints at our shop. She asked me which of the staff I liked best, so I dutifully trotted out the names of some of them saying of course I liked working with her (Jenny) best of all. She laughed and said, âwhat about Anne M*****, bet you like working with herâ. I had forgotten about the âup skirtâ incident I described earlier so I said, âoh Anne, sheâs ok, I liked working with herâ. Jenny laughed and took another drink and said, âwell you certainly liked working with her when it gave you the chance to look up her skirtâ. I blushed furiously and didnât know where to look as Jenny set her glass down, stood up and went to the window to the rear of the room and closed the angle on the venetian blind and as she came back across said âI love this album, how about a dance to it as I didnât get a dance from you last nightâ.
I stood up and took her hand and she led me across to the empty floor area at the rear of the room away from the front window. I put my arms round her and shuffled about a bit as she laid her head on the area between my chest and shoulder and my hands were stroking the small of her back and top of her bum without lifting her dress this time. After about a minute of this she lifted her head looked at me and lifted her face to mine and we had a lingering kiss. She broke it off and said, âwell you didnât do a very good job with that zip as itâs worked its way down a bit alreadyâ As I put my hand up to pull it up, I said âsorry, Iâll just pull it upâ, she said âno the zip has to go fully the opposite wayâ as she started kissing me again. Well, my cock was rock hard by this time and Jenny knew it as she slowly moved her body against mine. I had started slowly pulling the zip of her dress down with one hand while the other was on the back of her thighs and slowly sliding upwards all the time rucking her dress up to her bum. Bingo, she didnât have stockings and suspenders but did have hold up stockings on which was the next best thing. I now had the zip all the way down and we were still kissing hard when she broke off and I thought, Shit!! Have I gone too far when she smiled at me and said âI think I had better lock the back doorâ which she went away to do leaving me standing there with a rock-hard cock tenting out in my trousers. She came back into the room and shutting the door from the kitchen came straight across to me giving her shoulders a shrugging motion so that the dress fell off her to the floor. âWell look at thatâ she said, âthe zip must be faulty as Iâm sure you pulled it up for meâ.
She stepped out of her dress before picking it up and folding it over the arm of a chair. There she was standing in front of me just in her navy-blue lacy bra and panties with black lacy top hold up stockings. I was like a five-year-old in a sweet shop; I just didnât know what to do or where to go next!! I said, âhell your gorgeous Jennyâ and we came together to resume our kissing. This time though it was so nice as I had soft warm female flesh next to me and it felt oh so good. As we kissed, I reached behind her and released her bra catch and slid her bra down her arms tossing it on top of her dress. At the same time as this was happening Jenny had undone the buttons on my shirt and was untying my belt and undoing my trousers. As she was pulling my zip down, I pulled my trousers down enough till they dropped to the floor. There I was with my hard cock tenting out my underpants and her in front of me in just lacy panties and hold ups, but not for long as I stepped out of my trousers in a heap on the floor and hooking my fingers in her panties slid them far enough down her legs till, they dropped to the floor themselves. I stood back picked up my trousers and set them with her dress and bra before picking up her panties to do the same, taking a good look at her pussy at the same time. Jenny said, âwell do you like what you seeâ I said, âof course I do, you are gorgeous, and I have fancied you ever since I was old enough to have sexual feelingsâ. She went on her knees in front of me and pulled my pants down over my cock which was bouncing about as she did this. She then said, âlift your legs one at a time till I take your socks off as we canât have you going to bed with your socks on can weâ. I lifted one leg, and she took that sock off before setting it down and lifting the other leg. While I had the second leg lifted, I rested my hand on her shoulder and as she pulled my sock off, she turned her head and took my cock in her mouth. I let my feet down, but Jenny continued sucking on my cock until she said, âthatâs enough of that for now, come on letâs put him to useâ and she laughed as she said it. Standing up she stroked and held my cock as she pulled me towards the stairs. We went up the stairs hand in hand stopping every couple of steps to kiss; her in just her hold up stockings and me naked with a hard cock pointing out in front of me. We arrived in her bedroom (eventually!) and Jenny angled the venetian blinds upwards slightly so as not to stop too much light getting in but stopping the people across the road from seeing too much. As she was doing this I had lain back on the bed on my back with my cock sticking up and was looking at her body she had a fantastic bum for her age and from the back I thought she looked like how I would imagine Felicity Kendal would look like naked (remember this was 1974 and Felicity Kendal wore jeans in The Good Life that showed the outline of her bum!). She then came across to the bed where I was lying on my back with my cock sticking up in the air and on her knees squatted over my cock and slowly lowered herself on to it. God, she was tight, but her juices started to flow as the head of my cock slowly started to go up inside her until it was all in and she was sitting on me. She just sat there feeling me twitch and leaned forward to sensuously kiss me with our tongues intertwining.
I was in heaven, just heaven! Here I was lying on my back with my hard cock all the way up an older woman, but this was not just any older woman this was my Auntie Jenny who I had grown up seeing, lusting, and wanking over in my adolescent (wet) dreams. WOW!! Who could have imagined that I certainly couldnât have even a few short weeks ago, I felt as though Iâd just won 1st Dividend on the football coupon. Jenny then started slowly sliding her body up so my cock slowly withdrew from her juicy cunt until it was nearly all out, just the head remained in, then she sat down, and it went all the way in fast, bringing a gasp from her. She did the same again but faster and again and again until she was riding me hard. Hell, her juices were flowing now and the suction of them on my cock made strange but fantastic noises this was what I had wanted (but never dreamed of) for years. Jenny leaned forward and kissed me hard on the lips and said âyou have said I am your favourite auntie; well, YOU were always my favourite nephew and after today I know extra reasons of why YOU are definitely my favourite nephew. All the time as she was saying this, she was riding me hard and then she said in short gasping breaths that she was Cumming and with a loud cry she came and collapsed on me. I hadnât cum yet, so I left my hard cock up her and put my arms around her and held her tightly kissing her neck, her shoulders, her ears, her nose, her forehead, and her gorgeous little rosebuds of nipples. She was visibly shaking as she raised her head and looked at me. She said, âI want you to know that youâre the first man Iâve made love to since John died and only the second man since I met John and that was in the early 1950âsâ. I replied, âthat I felt very privileged to know this, that I had loved her as long as I had known her and thought she was the sexiest and most beautiful woman I had ever seen â with or without their clothes onâ. She smiled, kissed me and thanked me for the wonderful compliment and then said I need to kiss this gorgeous thing up inside me thatâs still hard, climbing off and kneeling down sucked away at my cock teasing my foreskin back and fore and sticking her tongue down the little hole. After a while she looked up at me and said, âthe last time was just a pure fuck, now I need you to make love to me and cum up inside meâ. With that she got on her knees beside me with her head on the pillow and told me to make love to her.
I got on my knees behind her and rubbed the tip of my hard cock up and down her slit till her juices were streaming again and I slowly slid it up her taking my time and then withdrawing it before slowly sinking it back inside her. I did this several times before she told me to stop mucking about and get it up her and fuck her hard. I said that she had told me to make slow love to her. She said in between gasps and sighs to ignore that and fuck her hard, Cumming inside her! What the lady requests the lady gets and anyway the way I was feeling I didnât think I could last long enough to make slow sensual love to her so I stepped up the speed and pulled my cock back till it was nearly out of her pussy before thrusting it in all the way and repeating that till I came long and hard inside her the same time as she came as well. My knees were like jelly as my cock shrunk and slowly slipped out of her pussy with the mixture that was both of out cumâs running out of her pussy and I collapsed on the bed on my back. Jenny lay down beside me cuddling into me and softly ran her fingers through my now matted pubic hair and played with my soft cock sliding my foreskin back and fore.
That was how I first fucked my auntie, but it wasnât the last time we had fun together
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