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 bed and our bodies were stinky the next morning, and I thought it was grand. As Aunt Jamie swept the sheets back after a morning kiss, the odors from our night of fun were rich and heady. I smelled urine and jizz and sweat and Aunt Jamie's unwashed crotch. Remaining still after she got up, I smiled and inhaled the arousing scents in the room.

It was Christmas morning. Normally, I'd have rushed downstairs to see what presents I'd gotten from Santa, but this was no normal Christmas. I already had the best presents I could imagine in being able to touch and taste and smell my Aunt Jamie's body. Nothing in the world could top that. I didn't want a new game or toy or computer. No, all I wanted was for Aunt Jamie to touch me and let me smell her stinky flesh.

"I'm getting ripe, Slim," Aunt Jamie said when she returned, the red panties the only thing she wore, "rather enjoying getting stinky for you."

I giggled and my cock rose on its own.

Aunt Jamie laughed and said, "I see you're ready for action again. Ah... young men... You amaze, me, Felix. And that dickie of yours... I'm not kidding when I tell you it's a nice one... I can't believe it's that big and you're only ten!"

She settled over me on the bed and sucked on my penis. I knew she was cleaning my flesh again, the stale remains of the night before surely still on my flesh. I was a bit sore, but not enough to protest her lovely lips sliding up and down my pecker.

Aunt Jamie rose over me, turning around to face my feet, then squatted down onto my erection, slipping my cock into her hairy purse. I groaned with pleasure as she began to ride me, her wet, sticky folds felt soft and tight on my length.

In that position, I watched Aunt Jamie's butt rise and fall, her slender cheeks rounded and firm, my aunt's tight little butthole pushing out and in a bit with each movement. I smelled her differently like that. Instead of the strong smell of urine and unwashed pussy, I got a heady mix of her unwiped butt. It was ripe and sharp, not terribly strong, but unmistakeable. It made me surge inside Aunt Jamie's pussy.

She looked back and smiled, "Want to put that nice dickie somewhere else?"

I thought she meant her mouth and I was always eager for that, but after I nodded, Aunt Jamie only pulled off my erection a little, grabbing my shaft, then smearing saliva onto the head of my wiener. She moved her hips forward just a little, then settled down so that the tip of my penis was against her closed butthole. "Mmm," she purred, "that's where I want it..."

Aunt Jamie pushed down slowly and I felt the tight, wet ring of her butthole start to open and slide down my pecker. I gasped in surprise at how tight she was there. The hole barely opened enough for her to take a couple of inches inside. Aunt Jamie worked more saliva onto my cock, then sat down again, this time taking me deeper. "Ohhhhh... Ohhh... fuck, Felix... Oh... Fuck... Mmm... Mmm... Oh... fuck..."

She started to rise up and down on my penis, the sensation somewhat different than with her pussy. Her butthole was clenching, but once the head of my dick pressed deeper, her insides were intensely hot and felt squishy. I started to thrust up into Aunt Jamie's butt each time she brought rolled her hips down. The stink from Aunt Jamie's butthole became stronger as she fucked me with her ass.

She bucked several times, "Oh... Uh... Uh... Oh... Oh... fuck... Oh, Felix... Oh, Felix... Uh-uh-uh..." Her body jerked and she slammed her butt down hard four, five, six times, then held still as all her weight rested on my groin. "Oh, Felix! Oh-oh-oh... Uhhhhhhhnnnn... Whu-Uhhhhhh... Uhhhhhh..."

My cock jumped as cum surged up my shaft. "Fill me, Felix... Cum in my ass... Cum deep in my ass! Uhhnnnn... Uhnnn..." I felt myself spurting deep in Aunt Jamie's butt, filling her with my young seed, powerful, wonderful, blissful jets of jism throbbing out to splash inside her tight butthole.

Aunt Jamie breathed heavily, my erection buried fully inside her butt. I felt her open ring twitching, the odors of her body strong and so amazing.

"Damn... Felix... Oh, my god! Mmm... You came so much in my ass!"

I laughed, "It felt like a gallon..."

She laughed in return, "I'm gonna try to keep that in me all day..."

Slowly, carefully, Aunt Jamie rolled off me, squeezing her legs together as she moved to the side. A thin line of milky jism trailed down the inside of her butt cheek, but otherwise, the rest of that 'gallon' of cum stayed inside Aunt Jamie's ass.

We kissed again, then she asked me, "Is all this too much too soon, Felix?"

"Huh?"

"All these new things we're doing this week," she explained, "I know it might be... overwhelming."

I didn't really get what she meant, I was enthralled by everything we'd done. I shook my head, "No... this has been... awesome!"

"Really?"

"Yeah, totally awesome!"

She smiled and kissed me then said, "Okay, because... I've never had more fun in my life, and I just hate the thought of you going home in a few days and I've been trying to do all the things I've fantasized about while you're here..."

I didn't like being reminded that my stay with Aunt Jamie would end. I preferred to believe that I'd be living with Aunt Jamie, sharing our dirty fun together, forever and ever. "Well," I said in response, "I love doing anything with you, Aunt Jamie. Really. I love everything we do."

"Me, too, Felix... I love you so much. Thanks for understanding and getting it..."

- - -

We watched parades and Christmas specials while we ate breakfast. Aunt Jamie put towels down so that we wouldn't get stink on the furniture. She wore the soiled red panties and a thick robe, and I wore boxers under my flannel robe, me pecker regularly sticking out the front when Aunt Jamie petted my thigh lazily. We kept a blanket over us as we relaxed, Aunt Jamie curled up against me, her head against my chest.

I had an arm around her, feeling closer to anyone than ever before. The love I felt for Aunt Jamie was unmatched in my life, and I felt in every breath how much she loved me. Even at ten, I understood, at a very basic level, romantic love. Aunt Jamie was teaching me by example.

I hadn't even thought about gifts all day. Around noon, though, Aunt Jamie told me, "I've got something for you for Christmas. Almost forgot about it. Be right back."

She left my side and disappeared into her bedroom. Despite my intense orgasm in Aunt Jamie's butt that morning, I was really horny and so I slid a hand to my pecker and stroked it to hardness. I could smell the stale odors from Aunt Jamie's butthole wafting up towards me. That just made me more horny.

She returned carrying a very small package, the red and green wrapping topped with a tiny white bow. Aunt Jamie sat back on the couch and snuggled under the blankets with me, then handed over the gift.

I opened it carefully to find a small, hinged box. Pushing back the top, I saw a small silver ring inside. I looked at Aunt Jamie for an explanation.

"I wanted you to have something to remember me by when I'm not around. Something other than my panties... And I wanted you to know that I really love you, Felix. It should fit your right ring finger..."

I took the ring out and looked at it. It had no markings or engravings, just a simple silver band, flat on the inside, slightly-concave on the outside. Aunt Jamie took it from me and held my right hand, sliding it smoothly down to the base of my ring finger. "This means I love you, Felix... I wish you could put it on your left hand, but we can't risk that... Not yet... For now, this is a symbol of my love for you, even when we're not together.

I gushed with emotions, actually coming to tears as we hugged and kissed. I don't know why that meant so much to me, but it did. Then I realized I had nothing to give her back. "Aunt Jamie... I love the ring... but... I don't have anything to give you!"

She smiled and wiped a tear from her own cheek. "Oh, that's not true at all. You give me your love and your body and you make me feel so happy, Felix. That's all I ever want from you. Just that."

We kissed again, then she added, "I got myself a ring, too, one which matches yours... would you like to put it on for me?"

She pulled another box out of her robe pocket, then opened it. A ring just like the one on my right hand was inside and I took it without hesitation. I took her right hand and she stopped me, "No... I will wear mine on my left... that way, everyone will know I've given my heart to someone. I can't tell them who, but you and I will know..."

I grinned and accepted her left hand, sliding the ring down slowly. "I love you, Aunt Jamie..."

"I love you, Felix..."

- - -

I suppose this should have all been concerning, red flags waving all around. But it wasn't like that to me and to Aunt Jamie. To us, it was love. Real love. Not just family love, but emotionally-connected love. Romantic. Wonderful. Aunt Jamie wanted me to be her special someone, and I couldn't imagine anyone else being mine.

We made love again that night, slowly this time and without the peeing. I filled her hairy purse with my seed and then brought her to orgasm as I lapped up my cum from her unwashed, stinky pussy. All my world centered on my Aunt Jamie and her variety of scents, her soft folds, her hairy mound, her moans, her grunts, every touch from her slender fingers and her wet lips. I wished Aunt Jamie could just wrap her arms around me and keep me happy against her forever.

The day after Christmas was a fun one. We woke to the ripening smell of her body. Her crotch was really sticky and stinky, her ass, too. The smell on her neck was of sweat, her underarms sharp and fragrant. I soaked all of it up. The red panties had dried discharge and cum and urine caked in the crotch, smears both white and brown along the fabric, stray brown hairs caught randomly as well.

I was pretty smelly, myself, after a couple of days without a shower, having had my face and penis around and in Aunt Jamie's unwashed pussy and butt. I loved smelling like Aunt Jamie. If they made a fragrance that was her strong odors, I would have worn it constantly.

As if to reinforce my thoughts, Aunt Jamie stepped into the kitchen that morning wearing only the dirty red panties and said, "My puss is getting really stinky, Felix."

I knew by then that her words were an invitation. I sank to my knees and pressed my nose against her crotch, inhaling the sharp, ripe stink directly from Aunt Jamie. She moaned as she pressed her mound against my face, holding my head, grinding her hips slowly as I inhaled her odors. "Mmm... Oh... Sniff me... Sniff my stinky puss, Felix... You love your Aunt Jamie's stink, don't you?"

"Mmm-hmm," I moaned into her crotch.

"Gonna cum..." she breathed, bucking against me, "right there... right there... Uh... Uh... Uh... Mmm.. Uh.. Uh... Ohhhhhhhhhhh... Ohhhhhhh... Uhhhhhhhh... Mmmmmmm..."

Aunt Jamie's climax made her shudder and she swayed. I instinctively grabbed her butt and held her upright. I could feel wetness against my lips where they pressed right against the spot in the panties over Aunt Jamie's pussy.

"Mmmm... see what you do to me, Felix? Mmm..." She pulled me up and sniffed my face, grinning. "Oh, yes... so stinky now... You smell like my dirty pussy, Felix..."

"I love that smell," I assured her before we kissed.

My dickie was a little sore and I told her so when she started to stroke my erection through my boxers. "Hmm... well, that's okay... You just tell me when you want some of Aunt Jamie's attention, okay?"

"For sure!"

- - -

I wanted her attention all day long as we mostly cuddled on the couch and watched movies. Too bad my wiener was so raw. Aunt Jamie suggested a bath might help, so she filled the tub for me and added some epson salt to soften the water. She knelt down beside the tub and very gently washed every inch of my body, kissing me often, fondling my balls. "Look at that, Felix," she said suddenly, "you've got some hairs growing!"

Aunt Jamie showed me the patch of otherwise bare skin above my pecker where a few light-brown hairs had started to sprout. I felt so proud! Finally, I had some hair down like there like Aunt Jamie and my friend Sandy. My aunt massaged my mound and played with my wet hairs, being careful not to touch my penis too much.

The bath did make it feel better, and soon I was really starting to get horny with Aunt Jamie's fingers brushing past my pecker. I no longer smelled like her, but Aunt Jamie's body was ripe and stinky enough for both of us.

She drew me out of the bath for a kiss, then hopped up on the bathroom counter, her butt on the edge, her legs spread wide. Aunt Jamie drew me to her, hands around my back. The counter was a bit too tall for me to penetrate her at first, but on the tips of my toes, I managed to sink my wiener into Aunt Jamie's unwashed pussy. Her hands went to my buttocks where she caressed and squeezed me, pulling me against her as we rutted.

My pecker throbbed and swelled inside her tight, stinky hole. She moaned, "Oh, Felix... Oh, I love you, I love you, I love you... Never stop fucking me..."

And I did my best to make that so. Even when I got close a couple of times to letting go, I managed to back off. Aunt Jamie came once, then again as she played with her hard nub. She grew very slick and wet, the smell of her body ripe and strong and complex. I sniffed dirty pussy and pee and her butt, sweat and arousal, scents too wonderful and intoxicating to fully describe as they played in my ten-year old nose.

Finally, I couldn't hold back. With her encouraging hands, I ejaculated into Aunt Jamie's unwashed pussy and spurted inside her until I couldn't squeeze out another drop.

When I fell back, I watched my cum starting to dribble out of her pussy. I leaned down and began to eat the creamy mess. Intense flavors of ripe flesh and stale piss and days of sweat and sex and arousal coated my tongue, their partner odors thick in my nose. I ate all the cum inside Aunt Jamie and then kept licking her until she came again.

We ended up back on the couch, cuddling together, Aunt Jamie's head in my lap and my arm around her, our bodies covered by a thick blanket.

I don't know how any two people could have been happier than we were right then.