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Aunt Susan's Bed (Fm) by Osric134
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   It had been three weeks now and my aunt and I settled into our new lives
together.  She was an amazing cook and delighted my pallet with many
wonderful dishes.  I had also become accustomed to the evening half glass
of wine as well.  My aunt even seemed to relax around me, coming downstairs
in her nightie to make me breakfast before I set off to college.  It was
then I saw her legs.  They were long, muscular and well shaped, they were
the legs of a dancer.  Her nightie was short, it came only down to the tops
of her thighs.  If she bent over...  "Boy!  I said do you want eggs today?"
she broke me out of my musings.  "Sorry aunt Susan, I was just thinking
about class.  Yes, eggs are fine.  Thank you." I blushed a bit.  I was sure
she caught me looking at her legs.  She gave me a funny stare and then
turned back to the stove.  I realised that I could actually see the shape
of her small tight buttocks bumping up through the thin gauzy material.  I
looked away as she turned to watch me over her shoulder.
   It was now the end of term and I would be cooling my heels at home.  My
aunt ran her own business and had about 300 employees.  She seemed to like
working from home a lot and occasionally would work until late into the
evening.  She had a broadband connection with a wireless hub which she used
to connect to her work and for video conferencing.  My PC was connected to
it as well.  She was working from home today and lounging around in a pair
of tight yellow shorts and a small white t-shirt, with her laptop and a cup
of hot chocolate.  The t-shirt she wore was quite tight and I could see her
flat breasts and their small nipples plainly through the thin material.  I
caught myself staring and looked away before she noticed.  As she got up to
move about I could see that she did indeed have a dancer's body.  Taunt,
lithe, graceful and muscular.  She was amazing.  At least three times a
week she would train her martial arts style at her club and then spend an
hour at the gym.  I was still quite scared of her, but I was also in awe of
her as well.  I watched her graceful body as she paced the room like a
powerful puma, waiting to pounce.  Occasionally she would look over at me
and may have even caught me looking at her.  She got up and walked over to
the music centre near me to put in a different CD, bending over with her
small round arse near my head.  I felt my cock stiffen in my pants as I
found that I could see the fat bulge of her pussy between her thighs, I had
to quickly adjust myself before she turned around.  She raised up and
walked back over to her chair, sitting there looking at me for a few
moments with a little smile playing on her full lips.  It was then that I
realised how very beautiful my aunt actually was.  I stared at her face
until I noticed that she was still looking back at me and I blushed and
looked away.  "What's the matter boy?" she asked me, "Why are you staring
at me like that?" I couldn't look at her at all.  I fumbled.  "Nothing," I
said a little too loudly.  "You were staring for a pretty long time boy,
now what is it?" she was getting irritated.  "Well...  It's, um!" I fumbled
again.  "Come on!" She was getting annoyed now.  "Well...  I never realised
how...  Pretty...  you were before.  I...  Umm..." I was still blushing, my
face wanted to explode with embarrassment.  There was a long silence.  I
thought for a minute that she didn't believe me.  "Thank you Keith, that
was very kind of you to say," she said with a soft voice, it was the first
time she had used my name since I arrived.  "It's been a while since anyone
has told me I was pretty, though your uncle used to tell me he thought I
was beautiful all the time once." Her voice trailed off.  Then she sighed.
I ventured a look up at her and found her still watching me.  I tried to
hold her gaze, but I looked away again.  "Come here," she said.  I looked
up again and she had her arm outstretched towards me.  I got up and walked
slowly over to her, she caught my hand and pulled me down to my knees
between her silky smooth thighs and hugged me to her.  I found myself
clinging to her, my face in her long neck.  "You're a good boy.  Don't
become like your uncle, OK?" she said into my ear.  I shuddered and
goosebumps ran down my side from her soft breath in my ear.  "Yes auntie
Susan," I gasped.  "Always be a good boy for me and I won't have to punish
you," she whispered into my ear.  My cock was becoming hard and it was
pressing against her crotch.  I tried to pull away, but she held me firmly
against her.  I gasped as she kept whispering to me, telling me to behave
and not to disobey her.  My body trembled against her and she sighed with
pleasure.  "Are you getting all hot for your Auntie?  Is that your hard
young cock I feel rubbing against me?" "P...  Please auntie Susan, I
can't..." I jumped up and ran out of the room to the sound her her
laughter. 
  
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