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Subject: "AUNT BETTY" (3/3) {mF, inc}                                                                                        92468
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Date: Sun, 19 Dec 2004 16:42:38 +0000

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AUNT BETTY 
Part 3

(concluding episode)

A few days  after  my  initiation,  Thanksgiving  weekend  arrived,  a
welcome respite from the pressures  of  our  respective  academic  and
other tasks.  I well remember that the late afternoon was actually hot
that day.  We sat on the living room sofa, I nuzzling  her  neck,  she
digging into mine with her  fingernails"What  would  you  like  to  do
tonight, Brad?  What would be special?"

"It seems like such a warm evening, itÍd be really special if we  were
in the pool...and beside the pool on a towel."

"Mmmm.  Yes.  Sounds nice Brad."

Dusk came early.  The warm nocturnal breeze caressed  our  bodies.   I
wore loose-fitting sweat-shorts, Betty was in a terry cloth robe  with
nothing under it.  There was something about  her  quietness  and  her
body language that told me she didnÍt want to be in  control  tonight.
I was reclining on a poolside lounge chair.

"Come here a stand in front of me, Betty" I said in  as  commanding  a
tone as I could muster.  She  stood  there,  her  shoulders  a  little
stooped, her arms limp at her side.  I started to  gently  stroke  her
thighs.  First the mid thigh, than the fleshy upper  inner  thigh  and
then the entire length of the back surface of her leg from the  calves
to the lower curve of her buttocks.  A  couple  of  times  she  melted
towards me and started to caress me, but I told her to stand  straight
and then I grasped her hands and placed them behind her  back,  as  if
they were tied there.  Her standing there in that vulnerable  posture,
immobile under my stroking and  fondling,  remains  one  of  the  most
erotic sights in my memory.  I parted the  lower  half  of  her  white
robe, exposing the dark mass of her pubic bush, letting my  thumb  and
forefinger graze her outer labia while I watched her breathing pattern
betray her intense arousal.  My cock throbbed  as  it  tented  up  the
loose fabric of my shorts.  I could have come in thirty  seconds,  but
that we were in no rush.  I jumped up, slid into the five-foot section
of the swimming pool,and called Betty to join me.

She let the robe slide over her abundant curves until it  lay  on  the
concrete, and she stood over me like a statue,  a  fertility  goddess,
for a full minute before joining me.  We  embraced,  somehow  avoiding
the genital contact we both urgently wanted.  I dropped my head  below
the surface and held my  breath  while  BettyÍs  massive  breasts,  in
neutral buoyancy, caressed my face.  The sensuality of the moment  was
so exquisite I could have died happily at that moment, at the  age  of
eighteen.  Still avoiding genital contact, I  caressed  her  hips  and
rounded buttocks, gently pinched the slight bulges of fat  just  above
her hips.  The warm water swirling around our bodies was like  a  tide
of eros.

Now I held Betty's body apart from mine while  we  kissed  each  other
with great passion and depth.  "God, how I love you, Betty.   There'll
never be another moment like this with  anyone  else."   At  this  she
kissed me harder and dug her fingernails into my neck  until  driblets
of blood dissolved into the water.  The pain awoke a fierceness in  me
that surprised me, and I pulled Betty to me, supporting her  legs  and
soft buttocks with my arms and hands.  I walked to the shallow part of
the pool holding her this way, then, out of the water I let her gently
drop on a towel at the poolside.  On it we urgently coupled.  My  arms
lifted her legs, spread them, pinned them back and up.  She moaned  my
name again and again.

"Brad, oh yes, Brad, oh my, deeper, yes, Brad."

The unseasonably balmy night and the sensuality of being surrounded by
the warm water combined to evoke in us both the starkest intensity  of
desire.  The harder and deeper I  plunged  my  member  into  her,  the
deeper she dug her nails into my lower back---or was it the other  way
around?

She arched her back in abandon, causing her wondrous breasts to  spill
upward toward her shoulders; her cleavage shifted all the  way  up  to
her neck.  That erotic sight brought me to the  edge:  "I'm  ready  to
come--are you?"  "Soon, my dear Brad."  I held back somehow, looked up
and away from that Earth-Mother body to reduce the visual stimulus.

I withdrew my member and tongued her inner lips and  clit  with  long,
slow strokes.  Then she helped herself along  by  fingering  her  clit
vigorously while I nibbled gently on her inner lips.  The smooth  skin
of her thighs were  still  cool  from  the  water,  but  her  engorged
genitals gave off a palpable warmth--the first  time  I  ever  noticed
this phenomenon.

"Now come inside me--right now...oooh...mmmh"

A dozen more strokes and with a shudders  and  gasps  of  pleasure  we
dropped over the orgasmic edge together, and lay  together  until  our
breathing and heart rates ebbed.

Moving away so I could  admire  her  curvaceous  form  from  a  little
distance I caressed the backs of her thighs, then the inner thighs and
her convex belly.  With the other hand a gently pushed her breast high
up on the chest wall, then watched it droop to the side with a  jiggle
that mesmerized me.  Soon we were both aroused again.

"Brad, let's do it in the pool."  I mumbled agreement, too aroused  to
think of any words...

Once more I supported her by her upper thighs while  she  wrapped  her
legs around me.  Somehow she guided me inside her.   Our  bodies  were
again surrounded by the warm water, which buoyed us  up,  swirled  and
splashed around us, magnifying our sensory stimulation  .   There  was
barely enough light for me to see the water dripping and coursing over
Betty's soft white shoulders and the tops of her floating breasts.  We
kissed with abandon and I pumped for all I was worth,  but  this  time
she came without me.  Despite the overflowing sensual pleasure, it was
just too close in time to my last orgasm.

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