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Date: Tue, 05 Jul 2005 06:16:19 +0000
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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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