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"Emulating Auntie"
Over the past ten years I've come a long way from a sweet,
innocent, extremely naive 18-year old from the Bible Belt to,
with the possible exception of my Aunt Sally, the best cocksucker
and blowjob artiste to be found. I left home when I was 18 to
attend college in southern California. My parents were very
strict; my father is a Baptist minister and my mother teaches
summer school and leads the church choir. They only agreed to my
going to school there if I stayed with my Aunt Sally, who lived
within a few blocks of the college. Sally was only ten years
older than me but had a master's degree in library science with a
minor in economics. Mom and Dad approved of her highly and felt
that she, despite being only 28, would be a fit guardian for
their sweet little virgin daughter. How little we knew.
I arrived at Aunt Sally's house in June, two and a half
months before my freshman classes were to begin. She was very
sweet and nice and gave me the very best she had. She didn't
look at all like the photographs we had of her back home. Aunt
Sally was a foxy woman, and after she taught me how to fix myself up a
bit we looked so much alike that men often thought we were
sisters.
Sally lived in a nice house in a quiet suburban neighborhood
and drove a fire-engine-red Corvette. When I asked her how she
could afford all of these nice things living by herself, she just
smiled and didn't say much. All she would say was that she was
in the "entertainment" industry and she didn't bother to
elaborate. She was somewhat mysterious about her work and odd
hours. But I was to learn soon enough.
It all started about three weeks after I moved in. Aunt
Sally had gone out, dressed to kill and carrying her purple gym
bag, as she always did. Alone in the house, I was in her bedroom
looking through her drawers for a pair of pantyhose when I found
a ten-inch vibrator underneath some of her black-lace panties. I
couldn't believe what I had found. I'd heard about dildos and
vibrators from some girls back home, but I'd never actually seen
one before, let alone used one. As I switched it on, its
vibrations sent a shiver through me and gave me a knot in my
stomach. Not expecting Aunt Sally to come home for a few hours,
I let curiosity and temptation get the best of me. I was soon
almost hypnotized by the rhythmic vibrations of my new find.
Holding the vibrator to my breasts, I could feel my nipples
getting harder and my crotch and panties getting wetter and
wetter. This was all so new to me, but it felt so good that I
just couldn't help exploring my entire body with it.
Well, I can tell you it didn't take long for me to strip
naked and fall back on Sally's big brass bed with my new toy. I
even titled her big mirror in such a way that I could watch
myself.
After teasing myself with it, I placed the tip of the
vibrator into my moist, steaming crack and pushed it gently. As
I watched it slowly slip into me, I could feel my vaginal muscles
tighten around it. I had been masturbating with my finger for
years already but I'd never felt anything like this before.
With both hands working that vibrator in and out of my hot little
cunt, I was soon beside myself in ecstasy. That afternoon I came
in one loud and thunderous orgasm after another.
It was GREAT! I felt so deliciously wicked and nasty
watching myself masturbate in that big mirror. I was like an
addict who couldn't stop.
I must have been at it for quite some time. I was so
absorbed with ramming that humming fucker in and out of my tunnel
of love and moaning like an animal that I didn't hear my aunt
come into the house. You can just imagine my embarrassment when
I finally looked up and saw her with one arm up leaning in the
doorway, staring at me with a rather wry grin on her face. (She
later told me that she had been standing there enjoying my
"performance" for about ten minutes.) Before I could open my
mouth to say anything to her, I was wracked by another mind-
blowing orgasm. I thought I was going to die, but all Sally
said to me was, "When you're finished, come downstairs and we'll
have dinner. I brought home Chinese." She didn't say anything
about what she had caught me doing, but carried on as usual--
except that every time she had that same smile on her face. We
made an early night of it, and all she said to me before
turning in was, "Sweet dreams, baby." I went to bed that night
red with embarrassment, but drifted off to sleep rubbing and
fingering my cunt, thinking about the next time I could get that
vibrator up my now yearning snatch.
I was out of the house for much of the next afternoon, still
feeling quite embarrassed. When I returned home around six
o'clock, I saw my aunt's car in the driveway and went straight to
my room. As I entered the doorway I was surprised to find a
brightly wrapped package on my bed. Attached to the package was
a note which read: "Since you seemed to enjoy mine so much, I
thought it was time you had one of your own, baby. With love,
Sally." I ripped into the package to find a beautiful ten-inch
vibrating dildo.
I rushed downstairs to find Sally waiting for me in the
living room. She was standing there, feet apart, hands on hips,
and wearing a short purple silk robe that barely covered her
shapely ass or her proud, jutting, 38-inch breasts. She had that
by-now-familiar coy, seductive smile on her face. She stood
before me--wanton, raw sex personified. Rushing up to her, we
embraced. I knew this was going to be quite a night, one that
I'd never forget and that would change me forever.
After our touching embrace, Aunt Sally went to the kitchen
and returned with a silver tray of shucked and iced oysters on
the half-shell, two chilled glasses, and a bottle of wine. Next
she dimmed the lights, lit some candles, and put a tape on the
stereo. I shouldn't have been surprised that it wasn't a musical
tape, but the erotic sounds of heavy fucking and sucking that
Sally and one of her lovers had made.
For the next half hour I sat on the sofa opposite Sally as
she made an erotic show of eating those oysters. Occasionally,
between slurping oysters and sipping wine, she would slip her
hand down to finger her twat, then slowly suck the pussy juice
from her fingers. After some more of this, she stood up and
said, "It's time we expanded your horizons, sweet baby."
She took me by the hand and led me downstairs into her
finished basement. The lights were dimmed real low except for
some stage light-type lamps hung from the ceiling, which bathed
the pool table in a warm, pinkish glow. The pool table was
covered with an orchid-color sating quilt, and Sally had about a
dozen of her favorite vibrators and dildos lined up along the
edge of it within easy reach. She placed me in a big leather
easy chair, which had been pushed up to where I had an
unobstructed view. She put on a tape of rock music, with a slow,
heavy beat and a lot of sax. She lit some incense and said, "You
wanted to know what I do in the entertainment industry. Well,
Aunt Sally's gonna entertain you."
I was so excited. Sally walked around behind the pool table
and stood with her back to me. She shot me a sultry "fuck me"
smile over her shoulder as she deftly slipped off her robe,
letting it fall to the table in one swift, catlike motion. There
she was, kneeling in front of me, resting on her knees, legs bent
under and her thighs spread wide. Her thatch of brown pubic hair
was neatly trimmed into the shape of a heart. Sally reached back
without looking, and selected a 14-inch vibrator that not only
moved in and out like a piston but also made small circular
motions while it hummed and vibrated. It was so big that she
could just barely wrap her hand all the way around it. She was
moaning softly as she worked that vibrator over her gorgeous tan
body, paying special attention to her jutting boobs. Her
ruby-red areolas were as big as half-dollars and her nipples
stuck out hard as rocks. She held each breast to her mouth,
licking and sucking her nipples, leaving them shiny with saliva.
Turning her attention to her steaming hot crack, she ran
that pulsating dildo up and down over her cunt lips and clit,
moaning louder all the time. Then she brought the dildo, now
gleaming with her cunt juice, up to her hungry mouth and licked
and sucked it from its bulbous head down to the base. Still
kneeling in front of me, her twat and thighs glistening from the
flow of her pussy juice, she set the vibrator on full speed and
slowly guided its massive cock head into her cunt, taking all 14
inches of it. Then she slowly pulled it almost all the way out.
Using both hands, she rammed that big fucker in and out at least
a dozen times in rhythm to the music, moaning like a whore in
heat.
On the last upstroke, Sally left that massive vibrator
pulsating and churning deep inside her cunt at full speed, using
her well-conditioned vaginal muscles to hold it in. Next, she
spun around quickly on to her knees and elbows, thrusting her
beautiful ass toward the ceiling. She began playing with her
clit while the dildo was humming away inside her. Within
seconds, Sally's entire body was shuddering in a violent orgasm
that brought tears to her eyes. It was incredible watching her
wailing out loud like a wild animal, hips and ass undulating in
rhythm to the music, as she fucked herself.
Sally had all the practiced movements of a real pro. I
couldn't believe it. Without missing a beat, she spun around
again, kneeling, thighs spread wide. She then leaned back and,
again without looking, put a hand over the far edge of the pool
table. When she pulled back up, she was holding a beautiful
12-inch lifelike rubber cock that was covered in Karo syrup.
Sally shook her head, her beautiful mane of brown hair falling
away from her face. There was a look of pure unadulterated lust
in her eyes as she dangled that glistening monster cock over her
face. Slowly she lowered it and tickled its head and underside
with her darting tongue. Resting on one elbow for support, she
raised it up slightly, arching her back and neck. She then
brought the sticky, dripping dildo to her hot waiting mouth.
Clear syrup, oozing from her glossy wet lips, ran down her chin
and cheeks as she slurped and sucked the dildo into her mouth,
devouring it deeper and deeper until she had finally
deep-throated it all the way to the very base of its rigid shaft,
moaning loudly with pure pleasure and delight the whole time.
Completely oblivious to everything else, Sally, thighs
splayed wide, used one hand to slowly pull the rubber cock from
her mouth and stroked the steaming slit of her cunt with the
other. As she withdrew the cock from her pursed lips, leaving
only a slender thread of syrup and saliva between the two, her
tongue darted out to lick up the excess around her smiling, wet
mouth.
The vibrator in Sally's cunt was still giving her full
measure and, caught up in another approaching orgasm, she began
to writhe and squirm. Her hips and ass were rising in response
to that incredible fuck onslaught. Now using her hands to pinch
and pull her rock-hard nipples, Sally went over the brink. Her
voice rising to a near wail, she went off like crazy. Her entire
body bucked and jerked wildly like an electric shock had been
applied to her, the whole time moaning and crying out with
physical release and pleasure. No doubt Sally was enjoying and
savoring every minute of it.
I was really enjoying it, too. This was the most fantastic
thing I had ever seen. I didn't know it was possible for a woman
to give herself so much pleasure and satisfaction. I couldn't
take my eyes off her.
The show wasn't over yet. After that last orgasm, Sally
didn't miss a beat. Repositioning herself on the pool table, she
placed a heel in each of the corner pockets for support. With
renewed vigor, she immediately launched into a routine of hot,
nonstop action and one almost continuous orgasm after another.
And each one seemed better than the last. Before it was over,
Sally had used all seven vibrators and five dildos that she had
laid out on the table. Even she lost track of how many orgasms
she had had.
When she was through, I glanced at my watch and realized
that she had been going at it hot and heavy for over an hour.
Sally rolled over to face me, her head propped up in one hand,
tousled hair across her face. One leg was bent at the knee,
giving me a full view as she gently stroked her hot juicy crack
and massaged the insides of her aching thighs.
I was so excited just from watching her. My own nipples
were hard and taut against the material of my blouse, and my
crotch and panties were soaked through. When Sally smiled that
smile of hers and asked me if I would like to join her "onstage,"
I didn't hesitate for a second.
Aunt Sally was sweet and gentle as she watched me treat
myself to the pleasures I had just seen her enjoy. Using my new
vibrator, as well as my own fingers, I learned how to bring
myself off in countless orgasms. It felt sooo good!
After we both took cool showers, Sally explained to me that
the masturbation show she had performed earlier for me was really
a dress rehearsal. She would be doing the same act the following
week at a stag party for about 50 guys. She also told me that
she had been working as an exotic dancer and performing live sex
shows onstage and at bachelor parties since college. She laughed
and said, "In what other line of work can you get a roomful of
guys to cream in their jeans over you all at once?"