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From: jack_99_1999@yahoo.com (Jack S)
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Subject: {ASSM} Exploring Aunt Julie (mF, incest, preg)
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Date: Fri, 13 Aug 2004 06:10:01 -0400
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When I was 16 my mother sent me to spend the summer at my aunt's house
in the country. She thought it would be good for me to spend some time
with her side of the family, I guess.

My aunt was divorced, in her late 30s, and had three sons older than
me. Problem was, they no longer lived at home and were never around.
So I spent all my time by myself or hanging out with Aunt Julie. I
helped her out with her vegetable garden and lawn work.

Now, I had always liked Aunt Julie. She was very down to earth and not
uptight like her sister -- my mom. And yeah, I thought she was hot.
Which was sort of strange, because she was not beautiful in a
stereotypical way.

She wore her hair in a poofy 1960s style and dyed it an unnatural
shade of red. She was average height and kind of stocky; not really
fat, but with the mass befitting a woman who gave birth to three kids.
Yet she always seemed youthful and carefree.

And I just loved her body. She had big, full breasts, the kind of
torpedo-shaped ones you usually only see in really old girly
magazines. Her belly and abdomen pouched out just enough to tantalize
my imagination. Her hips and ass were wide and full. Many times I
masturbated to the memory of her bending over, working in the garden,
exposing her thick thighs.

There weren't many people my age in the neighborhood and the homes
were pretty far apart. I spent most days reading or watching TV while
Aunt Julie was at work. We spent a lot of time together talking and
chilling evenings and weekends.

The more time I spent sharing the house with Aunt Julie, the hornier I
got. One day after she left for work, I decided to check out her
bedroom. I found the dresser where she kept her bras. I took one out
of the drawer and held it up, imagining what it would be like to take
it off her and hold her bare breasts in my hands. I found another bra
discarded on the floor and rubbed my face in the cups, taking in the
scent of her.

I got ashamed and went back to my room, where I jerked off furiously.
But the next day I went back into her bedroom and looked around some
more. In a box under the bed I found a big pink dildo and a smooth
vibrator, along with a couple of very explicit porno mags.

I wanted to be intimate with Aunt Julie somehow. I took the top pair
of panties and bra from her dresser drawer into my room. Then I beat
off. I rubbed some of my cum into the crotch of her panties and in the
bra's cups. I folded them up neatly and put them back, praying she
wouldn't notice. I just wanted to know my cum would touch her
somewhere.

The next morning, after Aunt Julie left for work, I hurried to see.
She had worn both of the "special" things I had left for her!

I was crazed that day. I couldn't stop thinking about her, about
wanting to rip off her clothes and fondle her ample body and ... and
... well, you know.

It was getting close to 6 p.m. I knew Aunt Julie would be home soon. I
decided I needed to take a shower and beat off to take the edge off
before she arrived.

I guess she got home early, or I lost all track of time. The next
thing I knew, I was in the shower stroking my rod, and there was my
aunt in the bathroom doorway, watching me.

To say I was shocked was an understatement. I tried to speak but
nothing came out. Part of my brain told me to turn around, to cover
myself. But I couldn't move.

Aunt Julie was looking at my rock hard cock and blushing. I saw her
swallow and gulp nervously. At first she didn't say anything either.

Finally she blurted out, "Sorry to interrupt you." I thought she was
going to turn and leave then. Instead, she slid out of her skirt and
pulled her blouse over her head. "Is it okay if I join you?" she said
nervously. I couldn't think of a response, so I just nodded my head.

I was awestruck. Aunt Julie reached behind her back and unfastened her
bra. She pulled it off, revealing her bazooka breasts in all their
creamy glory. They were saggy but very plump and full. Her nipples
were big and bright pink, almost red. Her areolas were bumpy and big
as coasters. Her belly had a beautiful map of stretchmarks and
wrinkles from pregnancies before I was even born.

She bent down, letting those tits hang and sway, as she pulled down
her panties. She stood to reveal a thick reddish-brown bush between
her legs.

She walked into the shower and embraced me, pulling me tight to her --
so tight it was like she was afraid for her life. My stiff cock pushed
up hard against her soft stomach.

I was suddenly aware of her big breasts mashing against my chest. I
lowered my face into the chasm between them and lifted them from
underneath, rubbing her ample bosoms against my face. She moaned
loudly and all the nervousness seemed to melt out of her. I could feel
her now-wet body relax and get softer.

One of her soft hands found my hard-on and tugged on it. My mouth
found one of her nipples and I started to suck and pull. My hands were
all over her -- her back, her ass, her legs. I wanted her so badly.

She turned, pulling away slightly, and I thought it was all over. She
turned off the water. Then she kissed me hard. I felt her wet tongue
in my mouth and a new thrill run through my body. "Fuck me," she
whispered in my ear.

We stumbled and pulled each other into the living room, dripping water
all over the place, both consumed by our mutual lust. Aunt Julie bent
over one end of the couch, spreading her feet wide apart. For the
first time I saw the open, wet maw I'd been
dreaming of invading all summer. 

I put my hands on her fat ass cheeks and gripped them tight. Then I
spread them apart and rubbed my swollen knob up and down her crack,
taking special care to rub pre-cum on the puckered flower of her
asshole.

With one hand I reached under her, feeling her flabby belly and then
groping one of her boobs. "Please," she said. It was abundantly clear
what she wanted.

I positioned my cock at the entrance to her gaping pussy, and slowly
pushed in. She was soooo wet and silky and the fact that she was loose
didn't bother me a bit. She moaned loudly again. I slid in to the hilt
and out again several times, getting well coated with her slippery
juice. Then I plunged deep and  stayed in, grinding inside her, trying
to feel all of her inner surfaces.

Now that we had each other's rhythm I started to pound her hard. I
could hear her tits slapping together as I fucked her from behind.
Then I saw her caressing one of her breasts. She pulled it out from
underneath so I could see. She was yanking hard on the big, rubbery
red nipple, and I was so excited I fucked her even harder.

I had had a girlfriend the winter before and we'd had sex. But she was
very dainty and particular and not really into it. Aunt Julie was
different. She wanted to be pumped as much as I wanted to pump her. I
could smell it. I could hear it in her pleading moans and feel it in
the way her pussy muscles milked my penis.

I didn't want to come fast so I slowed down, taking time to pull all
the way out before thrusting back into her well-stretched cunt. I was
sure I had never been so hard or big in all my life as I was then!

Aunt Julie lifted herself, turned around and grabbed me. She pulled me
down onto the couch and climbed on top of me. She lifted herself up
and down the length of my pole while her heavy boobs slammed my face.
I grabbed her breasts and smothered them with kisses, nibbles and
licks.

She was bouncing faster and I knew I was close to cumming. She could
tell too.

"I'm not on the pill," she said between heavy breaths and grunts. "You
should pull out." She said it very meekly, without much conviction.

And I had already decided I wouldn't pull out. Today was unbelievable.
I was the ruler of my aunt's twat. I didn't know what would happen
tomorrow, but for the rest of her life she was going to remember how
her teenage nephew fucked her but good.

My balls were near to erupting. She was still riding hard -- it was
obvious to me she didn't really want me to pull out. Instead I grabbed
her ass and pulled her down hard onto me as I thrust up into her. My
cum spurted, and spurted, and spurted, into my Aunt Julie's overheated
womb.

"OOOOOOOOHHHHH" we moaned together.

More to come.

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