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AUNT TILLY'S BUSH
I noticed something one day about my Aunt Tilly.
She had come over for a short visit, just to chat
with my mother. Aunt Tilly had a nice ass. At
first, I felt kind of strange even thinking about
such a thing. Hell, she was my Aunt Tilly, of all
things. Then, I noticed that she saw me looking,
and there was a small, secretive smile on her
face.
Aunt Tilly always acted younger than her age. She
was about two years older than my Mom, but mom
always treated her like a younger sister. Aunt
Tilly had been married and divorced three times.
That was probably why Mom treated her like she
wasn't so successful with men. She wasn't.
My Aunt came over one day while my mother was at a
meeting for one of the charities she belonged to.
I had thought it was strange that she had come
over, since she knew that Mom was away. She sat
around and drank coffee at the table for a few
minutes, and then flat out asked me what I thought
of her ass.
I swallowed, and damn near choked on the soda that
I had been drinking.
"You've got a lovely hiney," I said.
"I guess it seems strange for me to ask," she said
with a smile. "I saw you checking me out the other
day, and it really made me feel good. I just
wanted to know if it were my imagination, or for
reals."
I sighed. "It's for reals, Aunt Tilly," I said.
"You have beautiful body, you know. You're a real
turn-on."
She raised her eyebrows. "How would you know,
though, if I was a 'real turn-on'? You've never,
like, you know, seen me naked."
"I can imagine, you know," I said with what I
hoped was a devilish, manly, leeching grin.
"Have you?"
I nodded. I didn't know what else to do; she
wanted the conversation to be honest, I suppose,
so I told her. "I've even fantasized about you."
She reached across the table and touched my hand.
"That's actually quite a compliment, you know."
Her touch was electrifying, and I could feel my
cock shoot up in my pants and begin to grow.
She moved her hand up my arm a little, stroking my
arm. I put my hand on hers, pressing downward. The
warmth and tenderness of the touch were too much
for me. I reached over and gently pressed against
the front of her blouse, right where her nipple
was. I could feel the hardened nub beneath the
material.
She moaned softly --- so softly, it was nearly a
whisper. She parted her red lips and closed her
eyes slowly, then opened them again.
She reached up and pressed my hand into her
breast, moving it up and down, slowly. I moved my
other hand to her top, and began unbuttoning her
blouse. Soon, with her help, I had her blouse
unbuttoned, and I could see the mounds of her tits
straining against her bra.
She reached behind her and unhooked her bra. It
fell forward, landing in her lap. Her tits were
giant melons waiting to be fondled. Her nipples
were hard, and bright red. I could feel my cock
throb in my shorts as I looked at the goodies in
front of me.
She pulled away, moving her chair away from the
table. I stood, and she grabbed my hand and led me
into the living room. She whirled, pressing her
body against mine, her hand flying to my crotch. I
felt her fumbling for my zipper, and before I knew
it, she had my throbbing dick in her warm hands.
She tugged at my clothes, and I helped us both get
naked. Her bush was hairy as a jungle, with long,
black hairs shooting out in all directions. It was
quite a bush, indeed. She moved closer to me and
went down on her knees. I looked down and watched
as I felt her mouth encircle my cock. Her hands
shot up and fondled my balls as she sucked on my
rigid pole. I stood there, amazed that my aunt was
sucking my cock. I pulled away.
"Lay down," I said.
She lay down on the carpeted floor and lifted her
legs at the knees, spreading them wide. Her pussy
was an enormous, pink gash nestled behind a
virtual thicket of hairs. I lowered myself onto
her, feeling my cock pressing against the hair of
her twat. The feeling turned me on so badly, I
nearly shot my load.
I found her cunt and pressed my cock against it,
pushing into her at the same time as my mouth
found her hard nipples. I shoved my cock all the
way to my balls, and marveled at the warmth and
wetness of her cunt. I began stroking in and out
slowly, as she moaned and groaned, running her
nails across my back and down to my butt cheeks.
She began pushing my ass up and down with each
stroke.
I could feel myself starting to cum, my cock being
squeezed by the muscles inside her cunt. I shot my
load, and she came, her body moving completely up
off the floor to meet my shooting thrusts as I
came.
She screamed and moaned, and then settled down to
the floor again, her body relaxing, a big smile
across her face. I thrust a few more times, and
then relaxed, my hard cock still buried in her
pussy.
I pulled off her and rolled over and lay beside
her. "I told you that you were hot," I said.
"Yes, you did. Did I really pass your test that
well?"
I nodded. "Hell, you passed a long time ago,
before your second marriage, I think."
"He told me that my pussy was too hairy, that I
should trim it. Should I?"
"Hell no," I said, looking down at her massive
bush. "I like it just the way it is."
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