Felix (Slim), Male, 10

	- Narrator, nephew of Jamie

	- Pale white skin, 4'5, 70lbs, short brown hair

Jamie, Female, 30

	- Aunt of Felix

	- Beige skin, 5'1, 85lbs, golden-brown hair past shoulders

Waking up next to Aunt Jamie was my favorite thing in the world that morning. I stretched and felt her stir behind me, her arm wrapping over my body. Her warm skin was against my back, my butt tucked into the curve of her hips. I sighed and drifted a little while before Aunt Jamie kissed my neck and then slid out of bed. I turned to watch her walk, naked, into the bathroom. Seconds later, the sound of her pee splashing in the bowl made me need to go.

Without shame or concern, I wandered into the bathroom and watched as Aunt Jamie wiped her purse with toilet paper. She saw me and asked, "Need to go?"

I nodded, my pecker half-hard with what I would later know was called 'morning wood.'

"Go ahead, then," Aunt Jamie told me, leaning back on the commode and spreading her legs. "We'll see how well you can aim," she laughed.

I giggled then grabbed my dickie, pointing it between her legs. I let loose and my stream flowed strong, missing my target and splashing against Aunt Jamie's pussy. She laughed but didn't make me stop. It made me giggle again, and I kept peeing, 'accidentally' hitting her urine-soaked privates.

"I kinda like that, Felix..."

Her nipples grew hard and before I finished peeing, Aunt Jamie started to stroke her clit lightly as my urine coated her fingers and pussy. She pushed out a small stream of her own, then my flow slowed to a trickle, no longer hitting her body. Aunt Jamie took hold of my pecker and rubbed it against her breasts a moment, smearing a few drops of pee onto her skin.

I thought that was pretty weird, but I didn't much care what we did so long as Aunt Jamie liked it. She leaned forward and sucked my wiener, my cock growing hard quickly. Before I got far along, she let go of my shaft and said, "Hang on to that for a bit, I've got plans for some fun today..."

I grinned and nodded, then watched as Aunt Jamie used a towel to wipe the piss from her body but didn't wash up properly. I wondered if that might make her have a new, exciting scent later that day.

- - -

We ate breakfast, then Aunt Jamie took me to her bedroom where she had me put on a loose, black t-shirt and then the kilt. "No underwear, today. Seeing up a guy's kilt is a huge turn on for me, and seeing up yours will be even better."

I turned and looked at myself in the full-length mirror. It was odd seeing what was essentially a dress on my body, but I liked it despite my earlier reservations. And not wearing underwear underneath was an unexpected and freeing sensation.

Aunt Jamie took my hand and we went for a walk, first down the sidewalk and then out of her neighborhood. "How's that feeling so far?" she asked.

"Cool!"

"Yeah? Can you feel all that air on your wiener?"

"Yeah! It feels neat."

"Bet you've got a hard-on, eh, Felix?" she grinned as we turned the corner near a convenience store.

She was right. I laughed and said, "So hard..."

"Mmm... I bet you are... I'm getting wet just thinking about it. Hey, take a seat," she said, pointing at a bench in front of the store.

I did, then she told me, "Keep an eye out for anyone who can see besides me, but carefully spread your legs and show me what you've got under there..."

Aunt Jamie stood in front of me a few feet. I felt very nervous, worried that I might get caught, but Aunt Jamie's expression, her smile, made me do it regardless. I spread my feet and lifted my legs up just enough to make my crotch visible.

"Oh, yes, Felix... You have such a nice cock... Damn, wish I could suck you right here."

She looked for a minute or so, then had me return to sitting normally. "I need to grab something inside, be back in a moment."

I waited, occasionally shifting my legs so that I could feel my boner move from thigh to thigh. I really wanted to touch myself but knew I would get caught if I did. Aunt Jamie was back before long and she led us further down the road to a small park. That time of morning, it was abandoned, so she took us into a part of the property where there were a few trees.

"I gotta see it again," she told me, grinning.

Checking the surroundings first, Aunt Jamie dropped to her knees after pulling me back into the trees a bit, then slid her arm under my kilt. She stroked me with one hand while pushing my kilt up with the other. My cock was soon near her face and she continued to jack me off.

I was so turned on I trembled and felt weak on my feet. The risk of exposure, the sensations of my wiener swinging free, it all made me oversensitive to Aunt Jamie's fingers sliding back and forth on my length. I jerked, burning suddenly, tensing, and my orgasm crashed in after just a few strokes of her hand.

It felt different than the others. Stronger. Fuller. More powerful. Aunt Jamie exclaimed with delight, "Cum! Shoot it, Felix! Shoot your cum!"

I looked down to see strands of sticky white fluid splashing on Aunt Jamie's face and shirt. It was coming out of my pecker! I was shooting! I vibrated in pleasure, my buttocks clenching, my wiener pulsing out jet after jet of glorious cum! I couldn't believe how great it felt. I couldn't believe how much I shot.

I felt almost raw as I stopped shooting. Aunt Jamie had several loose globs sliding down her cheek and chin, more on the front of her black shirt, still more dribbled over her fingers and onto the thighs of her skinny jeans.

"Oh, Felix! You shot cum! Your first cum!" She licked her lips and drew fingers into her mouth, savoring my first ejaculation. "Mmm... Oh, Mmm..." She scraped it off her shirt and skin, tasting it, swallowing it, moaning in pleasure. Aunt Jamie slid a hand down to her pants, unzipped her fly, and began to rapidly play with her pussy. She came seconds later, moaning low but urgently as she ate my jism.

Aunt Jamie let go of my deflating pecker, letting my kilt fall back down, then kissed me. Her mouth was salty, a butter-like flavor adding to her natural taste. I knew I was tasting my own cum, and I really liked it, especially when it was in Aunt Jamie's mouth!

"Goddamn, Slim," she said, reverting back to my nickname for the first time in a while, "that maybe the single hottest thing I've ever seen. You came on me! Your first cum! I feel so special. Mmm..."

I was just grinning like a cat. I felt so amazing. Shooting cum was so much better than the dry orgasms I'd been having. So much more satisfying. It felt so good that I reached under my kilt and started jerking off again.

We heard a noise down the path and Aunt Jamie made me stop masturbating, quickly leading me on in a different direction. She still had my cum on her shirt and jeans, white patches that would have been hard to miss up close. More was beginning to dry on her cheek. Aunt Jamie didn't seem to care, holding my hand with the one she'd used to jerk me off. Sticky cum squished each time her fingers or mine shifted the grip.

- - -

Instead of going right home, Aunt Jamie took us to a matinee movie, one a ten-year old like me could go see. My cum was still on her clothes and a bit on her face, dried. I think Aunt Jamie really liked wearing my jizz like that.

I had a hard time focusing on the animated film for a couple of reasons. First, I couldn't stop thinking that I really wanted to shoot again. And second, in the dark theater, where we were in the back row and only three other people were inside, Aunt Jamie kept teasing me by running her fingers along the edge of my kilt and letting them trail just inside my thigh. She never quite got to touching my wiener, but I was hard and throbbing the whole time.

About halfway through, she placed my hand over her jeans and had me cup her crotch. It was very warm between Aunt Jamie's legs. I just held there, enjoying the heat and how Aunt Jamie very quietly purred her enjoyment. She spread her thighs only a little, and just briefly, a few times, letting me move through her crotch, but otherwise, she teased my legs and I held my hand over her pussy.

Near the end of the movie, Aunt Jamie slid down between my legs, moved my kilt higher, and started sucking my pecker. I moaned and she shushed me. No one was nearby, but I knew we were really risking a lot. She sucked and I swooned, feeling strong again, pulsing, becoming sensitive as I came in a rush, shooting my jizz in Aunt Jamie's mouth without making a sound.

She pulled back, closing her lips and smiling. I watched her swallow, then she slid back into her seat quickly. Thankfully, no one noticed, but I'm not sure I would have cared at that moment. I was buzzing and feeling so amazing after my second time shooting cum.

"See," she whispered as the credits rolled, "doesn't a kilt come in handy?"

I nodded, "Yeah..."

"Don't worry, you'll get to return the favor when I wear a dress tomorrow..."

I grinned and, despite my recent orgasm, felt my wiener trying to rise again.

- - -

We ate lunch afterwards and Aunt Jamie was more careful, though she still teased me under the table, and she still had my cum on her shirt, jeans, and face. A couple of times, when no one could see, she pulled up my kilt to look at my hard pecker. "When we finish, I want to take you home," she whispered at one point. "Now that you can shoot, there's something I just have to experience." Aunt Jamie kissed my cheek and added, "I love you, Felix..."

"I love you, too," I replied, smiling as she held my hand under the table.

Back at her place, she took us right into the bedroom and stepped out of her pants and shirt, unhooking her bra and sliding her red panties to the floor. Aunt Jamie picked them up and sniffed them, grinning, then handed them to me.

I sniffed and felt my cock twitching under my kilt. Her scent wasn't terribly dirty, but it was strong. Sweat and the day's excitement and urine, probably both hers and mine, was powerful and I held the underwear to my nose a long time, giggling at how much I loved Aunt Jamie's odors. The part closer to where her butt would have been held an extra special sharp ripeness.

Aunt Jamie got on the bed on her hands and knees, then looked back at me, "You know what to do, Slim... put that dickie in my purse..."

It was a new position for me, so it took a moment to get the angle just right. Aunt Jamie's hairy pussy was wet and her lips lightly parted, the inner pink flesh visible between her thighs. A tiny, wrinkled ring was just above. I was still ignorant about the thrill and pleasure that hole could bring, and I was still overwhelmed by excitement each time I positioned my penis to push against Aunt Jamie's purse.

I managed to slide in, finally, and the heat inside Aunt Jamie's body was intense and arousing. I'd cum twice already that day. Not just cum, but ejaculated! My wiener was a little raw, but I didn't care about that distant discomfort. After a few strokes I got the hang of it and all I knew was how good it felt to fuck my aunt from behind.

"Ohh... that's it... that's it, Felix... Ride me... Ride your Aunt Jamie...Uhn... Uhn.. Uhnnnn..."

I got into a rhythm that felt right, Aunt Jamie meeting my movements against her. Her pussy felt raw and sticky, and the wet, sucking sound of her moist snatch taking my penetration mixed with her moans to create a sexual overload in my ten-year old brain.

Aunt Jamie began to buck and jerk. "Uh-uh-uhnnn... uh-uh-uhnnnn... Uhnnnnn... Uhnnn... Oh-oh-oh Felix... Felix! Oh... Oh... Cumming! Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-ohhhhhhhhhhhh... Ohhhhhhhhh... Ohhhhhhh... Mmmmmm... Mmmmm..."

Her pussy clenched and tightened around me and I swelled, my groin slapping against her inner thighs, my pecker streaked with whitish cream. I burned, straining for release, and through the tip of my raw wiener, I felt cum bubbling out, spurting, splashing against the back of Aunt Jamie's vagina. "Fill me, Felix... I love you so much... Shoot it all in Aunt Jamie's purse... Cum in me, Felix..." I spewed until I felt like I was on fire, my penis sensitive and raw and sore. I squeezed until my muscles grew weak, then fell back.

I watched as Aunt Jamie's pussy gaped, messy, streaked with white foam, a thin stream of light, translucent cum trickling out of her pink hole. Her hairy purse closed slowly, then twitched, sending a glob of my jism down her slit.

She turned and pulled me over her on the bed, kissing me deeply, passionately. "You came in me, Felix... You came inside me..."

I just smiled and kissed her and felt how much it meant to my aunt that I'd been able to shoot my jizz into her purse. I sure did enjoy it, too!

I think that if I wasn't so sore, I'd have really liked to have put my pecker in Aunt Jamie again, but as my penis grew flaccid, it felt bruised, each heartbeat causing my flesh to flex, sending shards of discomfort through me. I winced once, and Aunt Jamie noticed. "Little too much for your big guy?"

I grinned, "Yeah... sore..."

"Well, how about a nice warm bath with Aunt Jamie, then?"

"Sounds great!"

She kissed me again, then looked in my eyes, "I hope one day you understand what I mean when I tell you I love you..."

I thought I understood, but I admit that I might have missed some deeper meaning.

"And, by the way, I usually don't let other guys cum in me... You are special, though..."

Other guys? I wasn't sure what she meant by that. I'd never really considered that Aunt Jamie had sex with anyone but me. My ten-year old self wasn't emotionally mature enough to be all that jealous, given my glow from ejaculating in Aunt Jamie's pussy, but I knew I didn't like thinking about Aunt Jamie and these other guys doing anything like what we did together.

Thankfully for me as a ten-year old, those thoughts swept away easily and I joined my aunt in the bathtub where we spent a long time just relaxing and kissing and enjoying each other. I was too young to understand what all this meant for my aunt, not just her words but how she saw us, together. Looking back, I was her lover, not her nephew. Her partner, not a child. A boyfriend, not an occasional fling. I didn't know any of that at the time, but my older self would have realized what was going on from all the signs that Aunt Jamie had truly fallen in love with me.