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

The next morning, I sure could tell that my pecker was a bit ragged. All the times I'd jerked it or used it with Aunt Jamie, I'd never felt it get raw. But boy, was it sore! Nothing too bad, really, but I didn't feel much like touching it on the morning before Christmas.

Aunt Jamie was out of bed by the time I got up. I shuffled into the bathroom to pee and found her sitting on the toilet, a look of concentration on her face. She didn't see me at first, so I just stood in the doorway and watched her. There were two quick splashes, then another, then the sharp odors of Aunt Jamie's poo filled the room just before I heard her urine begin to stream down.

She caught sight of me and grinned, "Most guys would not want to watch me doing this part, Slim," she said. "But then again, you and me got a neat, weird thing going, right?"

I just smiled.

"Well, if the smell of me not washing for days doesn't run you off, I suppose I shouldn't be surprised that you like being in here when I'm pooping, too." Another splash, then some sputtering as she passed gas. Aunt Jamie wiped around her butt a little, then said, "The rest of your stay... how about I go without much cleaning up, eh?"

I nodded enthusiastically. I loved Aunt Jamie's odors, wherever they originated. Maybe that's gross to many people, but all I knew was that anything I could smell which came from her body made me horny. I flashed back to inhaling her scents from her panties and her unwashed crotch when I was much younger, and despite my bruised flesh, I felt my pecker growing hard at those memories.

Aunt Jamie slipped on a pair of panties, the same ones she'd worn during our outing the day before. I knew they already had a nice scent in the crotch, and since Aunt Jamie didn't wipe her pussy and only barely wiped her butt, I couldn't wait to sniff them later in the day.

She had me put on a pair of the new silk boxers she bought for me, then we ate some breakfast. Aunt Jamie started to talk to me like an adult again, and as she did, I began to get drawn into her life in a way which only later I'd realize meant we were in an emotionally-connected relationship beyond what most aunts and nephews enjoyed.

"It's been a hard road, Felix," she told me, brushing the hair from her face before taking a bite of eggs. "Many years I've been fighting some tough things. Got hooked on pills when I was fifteen. Was a bit of a wild teen, really. Your mom and dad took care of me when I needed help. Did you ever wonder why I came and crashed on your couch so often?"

I shook my head, "Not really. I just liked you being around... I really missed you when you were gone."

Aunt Jamie smiled, "I missed you too. But I needed a place to go to get away from the problems I had, and your mom always offered me a place to stay. I bet she never would have let me do it if she knew what you and I would do for fun when I was there. She, uh... she's never asked anything... about us, has she?"

I shook my head again, "No, never. It is our secret, so I never told her anything, either."

"Good. I know it might be tough, Felix... Hiding our love for each other... Pretending we're just aunt and nephew... But right now... there's no choice. Do you know what might happen if someone found out what we did yesterday? Or the day before? Or when we were both younger?"

I shrugged.

"I'd go to prison and never get to see you again."

I felt my stomach drop. "No! No, that would be horrible!"

"I know... I love being with you... because I love you, Felix... The thought of losing you... That's too much. It's why we have to hide it... until you are older..."

"I'll never tell, I promise. Our secret."

She smiled warmly, "Our secret." Aunt Jamie took another bite of eggs. "I've thought about why I came to love you so much. Any ideas?"

"Well," I laughed, "you really like when I play with your purse..."

Aunt Jamie laughed with me, "True. That's part of it." She reached across the table and took my hand. "When I was having those... rough times and needed help... I felt really bad inside. Like... no one really loved me the way I needed. No one accepted me for who I was. Your mom, sure, she loved me and helped, but it wasn't enough."

She sipped coffee and continued, "When you took a fancy to my... scents... it was something odd to me. Like, how could anyone like the way I smelled when I hadn't bathed in days? When I hadn't even washed my crotch in a week? Most people... probably most everyone... would have been disgusted and, at best, pitied me. But not you, Felix... no, not you. You wanted more of me. You liked the smell of my purse when I was dirty. It may seem strange, but that was really important to me when I was down. Just having you enjoy sniffing me like that, when I was doing nothing to feel attractive or desired... It made a difference in my life. It gave me strength, strangely enough. Each time I left your Mom's and tried again, knowing you liked me even when I smelled rank gave me the courage to keep trying.

"And... eventually, I got to where I am now. I have a great job. A couple of friends. I bathe regularly, though, I'm thinking I'll not do so again while you're here... But all that time, even as things got better for me... All I could think about was how you loved me unconditionally, that you accepted me even when I didn't accept myself. Now, when I look at you, Felix," Aunt Jamie stroked my hand, "I see the love you have for me, and I feel all warm and fuzzy inside... I know you aren't quite old enough to really understand what I'm telling you, but trust me when I say that your love... your acceptance... it has made me grow up a lot and gave me the strength to keep moving forward."

She grew silent and I asked, "Are you still, uh, hooked on pills?"

Aunt Jamie shook her head, "Two years now I've been off them. It was a rough couple of years, but, every time I thought about going back to them, I thought about being stronger for you. I didn't want you to see me like that ever again. Felix... I want to be worthy of your love, and that is enough to keep me from looking for pills again. One day, I hope to be able to look at you and feel like I've earned the unconditional love you've given me. I'm getting there, but having you here this week... Let's just say that I've been dreaming about this for a long time. Just you and me, together..."

I smiled and replied, "Me too. I can't stop thinking about you, Aunt Jamie. All the time, even when I'm with my friends, I really just want to be with you."

She stood and came around to my side of the table, wrapping her arms around me and hugging me against her small breasts. "I love you, Felix. I'll always love you and be thankful for the strength you've given me. Whatever else happens in your life... in our lives... know that you have brought me happiness I never believed I could experience."

As I said, at ten-years old, a lot of the emotional baggage that came along with this conversation was beyond my experience. But I understood love. Maybe not the full-on adult version, but enough. My heart fluttered and I felt light and happy in Aunt Jamie's arms. I knew she'd never do anything to hurt me, and I would never hurt her. The fact that I could smell the lightest of odors from her crotch didn't hurt, either.

"So, all this is just to make you realize what you mean to me. I don't let myself go the way I used to, but you love it when I stink, so the rest of this stay, I'll leave myself unwashed for you. Only for you. By choice, not because I can't pull myself into the bath to clean up like once was true. How's that sound?"

"Wonderful! I love smelling you, Aunt Jamie... No matter what you smell like..."

She grinned, "So I can tell. Say... How's your wiener feeling today?"

"Sore," I admitted.

"I figured. We gave it quite the workout yesterday. Mmm... I can't believe I got to watch you ejaculating for the first time, Felix. That is such a special memory that I'll always treasure. You came all over me!"

I giggled, "Yeah... that was neat. I've seen my friend Sandy shooting before, and I thought I'd never get to do it. I'm glad it was with you, Aunt Jamie. I like shooting all over you."

"And inside me..."

"Definitely! That was my favorite part."

She purred, "Well, when your dickie isn't so sore, I'd sure love for you to shoot inside me again..."

"I'm sure it won't be long."

Aunt Jamie laughed, "No, I suspect not." She glanced at the clock on the wall and said, "Feel like wandering downtown for a while? It's Christmas Eve, there's bound to be something fun going on today."

"Sure!"

- - -

Despite the cool December weather in Chicago, Aunt Jamie put on an calf-length dress to wear out for the day. She wrapped a long coat around her and had thick boots on her feet, but she looked just lovely in the dress, a flowing white and pink fabric which looked beautiful with her golden-brown hair left to hang loose.

I wore my boxers under my jeans, a coat of my own wrapped around me, and I held Aunt Jamie's hand as we strolled near the Navy Pier, feeling like the happiest boy in the world.

There were Christmas displays everywhere. Trees with lights and ornaments. Inflated candy canes and cartoon characters. Tinsel and bows and wreaths. Christmas songs from a thousand speakers along our path. The only thing which would have made it feel more like the holiday would have been snow coming down. The weather forecast that morning gave it a fifty-percent chance by Christmas day, and I was praying to see the white stuff falling soon.

We watched a play put on by a local Christian school out in a public square. It was a retelling of the manger story, where Jesus was born and the wise men visited, but with a comical twist. It still kept the spirit of the original, but with a few slapstick moments and a joke or two thrown in, Aunt Jamie and I, and the rest of the crowd, really had a good time laughing and watching the play.

We ate roasted peanuts and cashews as we walked on, then decided to have a hot drink and a light meal. Aunt Jamie picked a small cafe with high booths and a typical Chicago deli menu. The place was only about half-full, and my aunt chose a booth in the back corner away from most everyone else. She sat facing the rear wall and I was across from her.

We ordered sandwiches and hot tea, then Aunt Jamie leaned forward, smiling, "Want a peek, Felix?"

I nodded enthusiastically.

Aunt Jamie looked behind her to make sure no one was approaching, then whispered, "Duck down under the table. Quick now!"

I did it smoothly, my small body having no problem sliding through the gap between the table and the bench seat. Before my eyes, I saw Aunt Jamie's spread legs, her dress pulled up, her red panties covering her genitals. I giggled quietly, enjoying the special show she was giving me. My pecker grew hard without me even touching it.

Aunt Jamie dropped a hand down between her legs, then pulled the panties aside to show me her hairy purse. She pawed the air between her thighs and I got a whiff of her pussy and ass. I inhaled, loving Aunt Jamie's odors so much.

She let go of her panties and pushed her dress down again, motioning me to get back into my seat. I did so just in time to see the waitress bringing our drinks. Aunt Jamie smiled at me, and I tried to restrain my own broad one.

"Like what you saw?" she whispered, sipping the hot tea.

"Love it!"

"Could you smell me under there?"

I nodded, grinning.

"Good. I've been sweating a bit already, and those panties were a bit fragrant yesterday, so, I hoped you might get a good tease from it all."

I leaned forward and whispered, "My dickie is hard, Aunt Jamie!"

She laughed, "Isn't is always?"

I shrugged, "I suppose so, most of the time... well... Pretty much all the time I'm with you, it's hard..."

Aunt Jamie laughed again, "Well, don't go pulling it out and taking care of yourself. Your Aunt Jamie is enjoying the teasing while I get myself stinky just for you today."

I grinned broadly.

- - -

We spent the early afternoon checking out window displays and singing to whatever Christmas songs were playing nearby. At one point, Aunt Jamie whispered, "I need to pee... want to watch?"

"Yes!"

"Follow me."

She led me down a short street which ended at a small park. It was one of those petite city parks with a few benches, a few trees, and some open areas for people to spread out on the grass. A few others were in the park, but Aunt Jamie led me behind a couple of thick trees where no one could see us, then squatted down, grinning.

She swept her coat behind her, then pulled her dress up so that I could see her panty-covered crotch. Instead of pulling her underwear to the side, she started peeing right through the fabric. Urine streamed out from several spots, soaking the panties and some splashing on her legs and feet. I was fascinated, my pecker erect. Piss flowed strongly for a few seconds, then, holding her dress up to her waist, Aunt Jamie stood up and continued to pee down her legs. Some of it went into her boots, and more of it coated her thighs and knees and calves.

By the time she was finished, a large, wet patch of dirt was below her. She let her dress fall back down and righted her coat. "Now I'm going to walk around with all that pee on me... I just love getting stinky for you, Felix..." She patted my crotch a moment, my erection bulging under my jeans. "I see you like watching your Aunt Jamie peeing..."

I nodded and grinned.

"Need to go?"

"Yeah."

She looked around quickly, then unzipped my fly, fishing my pecker out of the opening in my boxers, then held my cock loosely in her hand, pointing it at the tree. "Go on, then. Make it fast!"

It took a moment for my flow to make its way up through my boner, but once it started, I groaned as I released my stream. Aunt Jamie giggled, moving my dickie from side to side and coating the tree's bark with my urine. When my piss slowed to a trickle, Aunt Jamie leaned down and put my penis in between her lips. Involuntarily, I throbbed a few times and sent spurts of piss into her mouth. She purred and swallowed, carefully sucking me until the last of my pee was in her stomach.

"Mmm," she said after standing and tucking my pecker back into my pants, "I really like your whizz, Felix... Did you like peeing a little in my mouth?"

"Uh-huh... loved it..."

"Hmm," she grinned, "yet another thing we have in common. I think we're going to try something new later..."

I couldn't wait for whatever that might be.

- - -

The smell of Aunt Jamie's urine began to grow stronger throughout the afternoon. As I walked close to her I could smell the bitter, lightly-ammonia odor on her. Her piss had coated her crotch, legs, and even her boots, and I loved that I could still smell it on her long after she'd peed through her panties in front of me. I wondered if the people we passed could smell her. I didn't really understand that most others would be disgusted by Aunt Jamie's odors. I was delighted by them, and that's why my smile never went away all afternoon.

Shops began to close around sunset and we grabbed a meal to take home from an Italian place near where Aunt Jamie lived. They were shutting down for the holiday right as we walked in, but they insisted they would make us something to go. Other than the woman at the counter and whoever was in the kitchen, we were the only people in the place.

We sat down at a table along a wall to wait. Aunt Jamie grinned at me and said, "Starting to smell myself pretty strongly."

I nodded, "Me too..."

After a quick look around, she said, "Go on then, get a good whiff..." Her legs parted and she pulled her dress up to her knees. I ducked under the table and pressed my nose against her crotch. It was wet and the scent was strong with her urine. God, I loved the amazing and different odors from my aunt's body! I inhaled several times before Aunt Jamie tapped me on the head. I got back into my seat before the server was close enough to see me between Aunt Jamie's legs.

- - -

At home, we ate quickly. I was incredibly horny. Aunt Jamie still wore her dress and the urine-soaked underwear, her legs and feet still sticky with her own pee. After finishing the meal, I got up to use the bathroom and Aunt Jamie took my hand and asked, "Going to pee?"

"Uh... yeah... and... the other..."

"Don't pee yet," she said, "try to hold that in... I've got a special treat for us when you get back."

"I'll try... I really need to whizz..."

"Just do the other. Hold your pecker tight if you have to, but save that pee for me..."

She kissed my lips and I rushed off, unsure I could hold my bladder in check for much longer. I did my best, grabbing my wiener hard while I did my business, managing to only lose a small trickle of piss the whole time. I wiped my butt and flushed, then went back out, absolutely straining.

Aunt Jamie wasn't in the dining room, but she called to me from her bedroom. I went inside to find her on her back, naked except for the wet, red panties which stuck to her crotch. She was laying on a thick mattress pad and layers of towels. Aunt Jamie grinned and asked, "Want to sniff me first?"

I nodded, my bladder forgotten for a few seconds. I all but jumped between Aunt Jamie's legs and inhaled her odors wafting up from her crotch. I loved the acrid, dirty scent of her pee, the urine-smell stronger than it had been all day. I could smell arousal and sweat, too, a bit of her butt, and the mixture had my pee-filled hardon bouncing with excitement.

Aunt Jamie slid her panties off and tossed them onto the floor, then spread her legs again. "Want to try something new with your Aunt Jamie?"

I grinned and replied, "Always!"

"Stick that hard pecker inside my purse..."

Even with my bladder threatening to let loose, there was zero chance I'd do anything else. Aunt Jamie's warm, soft folds took me in, slick and sticky and wonderful. My wiener strained as I spread her hole.

Aunt Jamie held me tight, keeping me still, my body on hers, my cock pulsing inside her pussy. "Try to pee..."

"Huh?"

She laughed, "Pee inside me... Go ahead, Felix... Please..."

It was hard to let go. My hard pecker didn't feel capable of peeing. I was already too close to cumming, I thought. Aunt Jamie's vagina clenched a couple of times, making it even more difficult. Slowly, though, I felt my full bladder's urgency, the insistent pressure forcing pee up through my hardon. I felt it spurt out a few times before the piss really began to flow strongly.

"Mmm... That's it, Felix... Piss in Aunt Jamie's purse... Make me stink inside, too... Mmm..."

I peed and peed, the flow starting and stopping several times as my pecker softened then hardened again. I felt the warm urine spilling out of Aunt Jamie's pussy, my knees growing wet as the towels below us absorbed my pee.

"Mmm... God, that feels so good..." Aunt Jamie began to play with herself while I peed in her. "God, Felix... God, that feels good... I'm going to cum... Mmm... Ohhh... Oh... Pee in me, Felix... Pee... in... Aunt... Jamie's... Purse! Oh-oh-oh... Oh-oh-oh... Uhhhhhhhhhhhnnn... Uhhhhhnnnn..."

Her pussy clenched as she writhed under me, my flow stopped as my cock jumped inside her. Her hips rolled and it made my pecker slip in and out of her pussy. Just seconds after her climax, I started to boil over with an orgasm.

"Cum in me... cum in me... cummmm... innnnn... meeeeeeee!"

I filled Aunt Jamie like I never had before. My cock was burning and raw and the smell of piss was strong in the air. I spurted and spurted, my cum mixing with my pee inside Aunt Jamie's pussy, making a frothy mess around her hole and on my pecker.

She held me tight to her and kissed me, still moaning in pleasure. I felt a warm wetness spread over my groin and I realized that Aunt Jamie was peeing on me. Her urine washed over my cock and balls, and I could hear her piss trickling into a puddle not yet absorbed by the towels under her butt.

I started humping her automatically as she pissed, moaning into her mouth, my wiener staying hard and strong. "God, that feels good, Felix... Uhnnn... Fuck me... Fuck me while I pee on you..."

Her flow was strong and spurting between my thrusts. I built up a rhythm by the time her flow stopped, Aunt Jamie reaching back to caress my buttocks and pull me into her harder.

We rutted for several minutes before I felt myself getting close again. Aunt Jamie sensed the urgency in my thrusts and told me, "When you cum... I want to swallow it..."

I thought I might be able to do that, so when I was right on the edge, so close I could feel the first bubbles pulsing out the tip of my pecker, I yanked myself free from Aunt Jamie's pussy and climbed over her body. The first real shot hit her left cheek and splashed, quickly dripping down onto her shoulder. The next shot was inside her open mouth as I managed to get the head of my cock between her lips. I spurted into Aunt Jamie's mouth several times before I stopped shooting. I was breathing heavily, sweat dripping down onto her body.

"Mmm... Mmm... Mmm..." Aunt Jamie purred before swallowing my load. "Mmm... your cum tastes so good, Felix, especially with your dickie tasting like our piss and my purse... Mmm..."

She sucked me clean then asked, "Need to pee again?"

I nodded.

Aunt Jamie grinned, my cock just in front of her face, "Well... go ahead then!"

Her lips wrapped back over the tip of my pecker and I tried to release. It was even harder this time, especially when Aunt Jamie flicked her tongue side-to-side against my penis. I squeezed out a small spurt of pee, then my flow started to pick up.

I couldn't believe that Aunt Jamie was letting me pee in her mouth! She swallowed it all, not nearly as much as I would have had before I'd pissed inside her pussy, but still, she moaned around my wiener while I finished.

"Mmm... Oh, Felix... That was wonderful... I've never done that before, but I just... had to try it... You can pee in my mouth or pussy whenever you want. I love you so much, I'd let you do anything, Felix..."

She pulled me down for a kiss and I tasted the strong flavors of my urine in her mouth. I rather enjoyed it. But then again, I enjoyed anything I could share with my Aunt Jamie. We cuddled together a while on the soaked towels before Aunt Jamie asked if I was sleepy. I was, so we carefully got the towels and pad off the bed, then used clean towels to dab the rest of the urine from our bodies.

We kissed a while, Aunt Jamie curling up against me. She whispered, "I love you, Felix."

"I love you, Aunt Jamie."

After a moment, she laughed and said, "This bed is going to stink in the morning, that sound okay to you?"

I just grinned like I was the happiest boy in the world.