[aunt] [2000-03-28] Erin's Aunt [FM anal]
Erin's Aunt, by Rajah Dodger <rdodger@hotmail.com>,
Copyright (c) 2000. All rights reserved, except that electronic
not-for-profit reproduction rights only are explicitly granted
with the stipulation that this authorship and permission note
must remain attached.
Word Count: 2128
Life is funny. Sometimes you waltz through life like
there's nothing to it, and then sometimes it slaps you upside the
head. I had a good deal going with my girlfriend; we'd been
going out for a year and a half, and neither of us was in a rush
to get married. We got along, liked mostly the same things, and
the sex was good. Not mind-blowing, she wasn't much for
creativity in bed and I didn't want to be pushy about it, but it
was okay.
Well, Erin was out of town for a conference and I was home
and horny. I wanted something more physically satisfying than
the topless bars, so I went down to the newsstand and picked up
one of the adult entertainment papers. There was quite a variety
of ads, both print and picture. I settled on "Nurses Station -
Let our personal treatment reduce the swelling!". I wanted
something different from Erin, so I asked for a redhead. They
offered me a 5'10" brunette for 200 dollars, and pointed out that
this was an incall where she had complete exam facilities. I
agreed that the full medical workup sounded like a good deal, and
we set an appointment for eight o'clock.
I arrived at the indicated location, a house in an
unfamiliar neighborhood, at three minutes before eight. A few
moments after I rang the doorbell, the door opened and I looked
at the face of about the last person I'd have expected to see.
Erin's Aunt Theresa.
I'd met Aunt Theresa on several occasions, and she was
always the soul of disapproving propriety. But not now. She was
wearing a white nurse's uniform with a very short hemline, white
hose and white pumps. The top of her outfit was unbuttoned enough
to emphasize cleavage that I'd never consciously noticed, her
long dark-brown hair was pulled back with a single hair bow, and
she had done something with her makeup that made her look about
ten years younger. We both stared at each other open-mouthed for
what seemed like forever, but she got her composure back first
and stepped out of the doorway, beckoning me in with a chuckle.
"Well, John, fancy meeting you here!" I went in and looked
around the living room, which was decorated tastefully but
anonymously. I was still trying to figure out how I was going to
explain to Theresa what I was doing here... well, actually that
was pretty obvious but I could see my relationship with Erin
going down the tubes.
Theresa came up behind me while I was woolgathering, and
wrapped her arms around my chest. Her fingers started deftly
undoing my shirt buttons as she breathed warmly into my right
ear, "So, shall we go on to the back? I understand you were
interested in the exam and treatment room..." Thoughts of Erin
faded from my mind as Theresa nibbled at my earlobe and one of
her hands drifted down to brush over my groin.
"Uh, Aunt Theresa," I started, but she hushed me quickly.
"Please, John... since you're already obligated to the agency for
the fee, I wouldn't feel right not giving you the full treatment.
And in here, I'm Nurse Terry. Just keep that in mind and I'm
sure everything will turn out just fine." She slid one hand
inside my shirt to tease my nipple, while she gestured with the
other hand to a doorway. "If you'll just go in there like a good
boy, take off your street clothes and put on the exam gown, we
can get started."
I went through the designated door into a room that might
have once been a sitting room. Now it held a low couch with a
standard-issue blue hospital gown, a bookcase with a selection of
medical tomes, a coffee table with a variety of current
magazines, and a coat rack with hangers. I put my shirt on the
coat rack, slipped out of my clothes, put the envelope with my
two hundred-dollar bills on the coffee table, and put on the
drafty hospital gown. Theresa... I mean, Nurse Terry walked in
after I had finished. She was carrying a clipboard and pulling a
stethoscope out of the pocket of her uniform, and glanced once at
the envelope on the coffee table before telling me to sit on the
couch. She sat next to me, flashing a long expanse of white-clad
leg below the hem of her uniform to go with the cleavage above,
and held my wrist while she checked her watch. She made a
notation on her clipboard, then had me breathe in and out. While
I did so, she set the cold metal pad of the stethoscope in
several places on my upper and lower back, then on my chest and
belly, and finally under my testicles. That last contact caused
my erection to come back in full force, and she smiled and said,
"We'll take a closer look at that, but not right now."
She made some notes on her clipboard and stood up, going to
the door at the far end of the sitting room and opening it. Over
her shoulder, she said, "If you'll come in here we can get down
to the full examination." I got up and followed her through the
door, and my jaw dropped. You'd never have guessed there was
what looked like a standard hospital exam room back there. Exam
table, metal cabinets with all sorts of equipment and tubing, you
name it. "Up on the table, please," she prompted, and I shook my
head and sat up on the edge, legs dangling. She took my
temperature and my blood pressure, then went to the side cabinet
and fetched a little rubber hammer, which she used to pop me on
the knees and see how my legs bounced.
The next thing she did was go to the cabinet and come back
with a small pressure cuff, like you might use for a child, and
slapped the insides of my thighs to get me to spread them further
apart. She wrapped the cuff loosely around my cock and rolled my
balls in her hand until my erection had returned in full force,
with the head of my cock poking out the top of the cuff. Then
she inflated it, playing with my balls until my cock was pulsing
painfully. I sighed in audible relief when she deflated the
cuff, and when I looked down my cock was an angry red and as hard
and thick as I could ever remember. She brought out a small
cloth tape measure and quickly measured it from base to tip,
around the base and around the head.
Then she leaned down and wrapped her lips around it, her
tongue reaching down to the base and her throat working a nasty
massage on the head. I leaned back on the table and closed my
eyes, only to have her pull her mouth off with a loud *pop*.
"Hey," I began, but she put her finger to my lips and shushed me
firmly. "All in good time, John, remember Nurse Terry knows
best. Now turn around and we'll continue with your exam."
I turned around and leaned with my elbows on the table, and
she patted my legs until I had them far enough apart for her. I
listened as she made noises behind me putting the gloves on,
snapping them into place, then she pulled the back of the gown up
and laid it on my back out of her way. I flinched when she
applied the cold jelly to my anus, then held my breath as she
worked her finger inside. It wasn't any worse than the exam my
doctor gave me, invasive but tolerable.
Then her other hand wrapped itself cold and slick around my
cock and started to slide forward and back. If all my rectals
were like this I would never complain! In no time I was panting,
trying to hunch my hips forward into her hand, when she pulled
her finger out of my ass and then pushed what must have been
three fingers in. I grunted in discomfort, but her hand on my
cock was keeping me just on the edge of coming and I didn't want
that to stop. She pulled her fingers out and shoved them back
in, and it wasn't until I felt something prodding my stomach from
inside and her stomach slapped against my back that I realized it
wasn't fingers at all, but by then she'd pushed me over the edge
and I erupted against the end of the exam table, panting like a
dog in heat with a bigger orgasm than I'd had in a long time.
I closed my eyes for a couple of moments to catch my breath,
and she finally slid the strap-on out of my ass and patted me on
my rear cheeks, saying "Don't go to sleep on me, honey, Nurse
Terry isn't finished with you yet!" I stood there, slumped on
the table with my ass throbbing, while I heard the sounds of
running water behind me, then a warm washcloth was applied
between my legs and she efficiently cleaned off the traces of cum
and jelly, stopping at the end to run her fingernail teasingly
around my still-stretched bottom.
"Okay, hon, time for you to get up on the table, on your
back please!" When I turned around to sit up on the table, my
eyes opened twice as wide. Theresa had taken off her uniform and
was puttering about in hose and shoes, a fine well-muscled bottom
poking out at me. She turned around, full breasts bouncing,
short-cropped brown pubic hair neatly trimmed, and smiled
knowingly at the look on my face. "Come on, now, be a good boy
and lie back, and hold your knees to your chest while I take your
temperature." I barely noticed the thermometer after what she'd
already done to my bottom, but when she finally took the
thermometer out, my erection had returned.
I let my legs flop down, and Theresa climbed up on the table
with her thighs straddling mine. She leaned forward and dangled
her breasts in my face. "Okay, hon, I know you've been wanting
these... go for it!" I wasted no time in reaching up to cup and
massage her globes, rubbing my thumbs over her nipples as her
eyes lidded and she licked her lips. She leaned down farther and
to one side, allowing me to get one wide nipple into my mouth
where I sucked it feeling it swell and harden. Then she moved
and presented her other breast for the same treatment, all the
time sitting on my cock and rocking her bottom from side to side
until I was hard again.
"Come on, stud, let's find out what my niece sees in you!"
With that Theresa reached back and gripped my cock while she
settled down onto it. She was hot and wet, and guided me inside
her quickly until her bottom cheeks were firmly pressed against
my thighs. Then she held my hands to her breasts and started a
rocking motion with her hips, which quickly became an up-and-down
pistoning on my cock. Her earlier treatment had taken my edge
off, so even though I was hard as a rock I wasn't feeling any
urgency to come, and I was enjoying the sight of the deep red
flush that was spreading from her neck down between her breasts.
Her mouth was open soundlessly, and her breathing was ragged as
she let go of my hands and grabbed the exam table on either side
of me for balance. "Oh... oh yeah... all RIGGHHHTTTTT!" she
screamed, and as she came her vagina twirled and sucked on my
cock until I suddenly had to slam my hips up to meet hers ending
in a mutual explosion that left us both panting and exhausted on
the table.
Two orgasms in one session was more than Erin and I
generally managed, and I was limp in more ways than one when
Theresa slid off me, took a damp warm washcloth and proceeded to
give me a thorough cleanup. Even her tender attention between my
legs couldn't arouse more than a weak wriggle. "Time's up,
honey. I guess you really did need Nurse Terry's special
treatment! Tell you what... next time my niece goes out of town,
you be sure to keep *this* in the family where it belongs!" Her
hand patted my cock fondly as she said that, then her fingers
teased their way down a little lower. "And John... next time if
you're a very good boy, maybe I'll let you do the exam on me!"
/end/ 03-28-2000 Rajah Dodger <rdodger@hotmail.com> (c) All
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