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This story was written by a friend of mine.  I am merely posting it for him. 
Any comments should be sent to me at the address above and I will forward them
to him.

*USUAL DISCLAIMERS APPLY:  This story involves enemas and embarrassment of
teenagers.   If this material is illegal in your jurisdiction or is offensive
to you, DO NOT READ OR DOWNLOAD THIS STORY!

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Kissing Cousins, Part 4 (Conclusion)

Afterwards

Aunt Josephine sat down on the edge of the bath and stroked my hair.  "Don't
pay too much attention to Maylynn. She's just doing her best to act obnoxious.
But deep down she 
really likes you."

"You wouldn't think so."

"Oh I know all right. If she hadn't wanted to, she would never have allowed me
to give her an enema with you in the same room."

I mulled that over a bit but didn't really understand it. I guess I wasn't
supposed to.

"How have you liked your cleaning session so far?" she asked me.

So far? I had hoped this was as far as it was going to go. I prayed my aunt
didn't intend on putting me through another enema.  "It sure was something
different."

"You haven't answered the question. Did you like it?"

"I don't know, Aunt Josephine. Really I don't. It's all sort of  .....I dunno
...embarrassing?" I wanted to say it was outright humiliating but didn't dare.
But if I was honest with  myself, I'd have to admit that it was one hell of a
turn-on as well. I was at a loss of what to say.

She shook her head in amusement and laughed to herself.  "I see you've got a
lot to learn. But don't worry, we'll work on that." My aunt stood up and told
me to do the same. She took a flask of bath gel and unscrewed the top. The
lotion was colored a bright red and smelled very fresh and flowery with a hint
of a heavier musky scent. She rubbed it all over me, covering my body from top
to bottom. I don't suppose I have to explain that she took that extra bit of
care with my private parts, rubbing it carefully over my recently denuded
genitals and causing my prick to stiffen (again). She parted my buttocks and
massaged the lotion all along my bottom and around my anus. But when she began
to 
push her finger up against my asshole, I pulled back, not wanting more soap up
my backside. 

"Come now William, don't tell me you're still shy after your treatment this
evening?"

I don't know if I was but for the moment I had had more than enough of
irritating substances up my back canal.  "No Aunt Josephine, I guess not ...not
anymore ...but it still feels a little  ...sore, irritated? You know what I
mean?"

"How thoughtless of me!" she said shaking her head.  "Where am I with 
 my thoughts?" 

Well, I didn't know for sure, but with one hand of hers around my prick I 
 had a pretty good idea. 

"I'll get you something for that, I have just the thing." My aunt went over to
one of the cabinets and rummaged around. She came back with a foil wrapped
object. 

I groaned to myself. It looked like another suppository. When my aunt unwrapped
it I saw I was right.  "Now don't make a long face like that William. My
goodness, you'd think you had a bad time here tonight. This is only a soothing
suppo, nothing more." 

She placed the torpedo shaped object on the foil wrapper.  "Why don't you dip
back into the water and rinse everything off ? Then you can dry off and I'll
give you the suppository, OK?"

It wasn't like I had any real say in the matter, so I did as she said. When I
was dried off, my aunt sat down on the bathtub rim and told me to lay down over
her lap.

"Huh?" I wasn't sure if I had heard correctly. 

She patted her thighs.  "Come on William, just lay down, fanny facing up.  Her
nurse's jacket, already short to begin with, was of course pulled up, revealing
quite a lot of her 
thighs. She pretended to straighten it out while looking at me, but only pulled
it up higher, showing even more of her smooth legs. If it went any higher I was
sure to get a look at her pussy. But it didn't.

"For goodness sake's William, I won't bite. Come on," she patted her thigh
again,  "down you go like a good little boy."

I did as I was told by my aunt, just as I had done the whole evening. As I was
bending down, supporting myself with one arm on the bathtub rim and the other
on my aunt's shoulder, she opened her thighs and maneuvered me so that my prick
was caught between them. She wriggled around, ostensibly to get into a
comfortable position to support me, but also closing her legs together again,
my stiff organ sandwiched, quite deliciously I might add, between them. 

She made no mention of how I was positioned, acting like this was the normal
manner of doing things in her house. Maybe it was. 

The suppo was nice and slick of itself, so she just used thumb and forefinger
to part my bottom and then worked the cylinder up into me, following through
with her finger,  pushing it up as high as she could. Of course she kept her
digit up in me, playing around unconcernedly, pressing certain spots, hooking
her finger and twirling it about. She seemed to like doing that. So did I. I
couldn't help but moan.

"It can't hurt all that much now, can it William?" she asked with an amused
tone in her voice, all the while continuing her little interior massage.

"Mmmm ...no Aunt ...Josephine ....you're not hurting me ...not at all ..." I
answered.

"Ohhh ...I see. It feels good. Is that it?" As if she didn't know.

"Oh yes ..."

"That's what I thought. Good. I know just what to do to make you feel even
better. Would you like that?" she asked.

"I guess so ..."

She retracted her finger from my bottom and opened her thighs.  "Let's go into
the bedroom shall we?" she said. I got up and aunt Josephine took my hand,
leading me to her bed. She placed a towel nearby and sat down unbuttoning her
white nurse's uniform. She didn't uncover her breasts completely, but left
enough bare for me to see.

"Why don't you turn around and sit in my lap, instead of laying down, OK?" I
did as she asked though we both had to move around a bit to find a comfortable
position. She held me in her arms and pressed my head up against her neck. Her
hair brushed my face and I closed my eyes and inhaled her scent, nuzzling my
aunt's soft skin. Oh how I wanted her to just hold me for the rest of the night
and rock me gently.

"Do you like this William? Me holding you?"

"Oh yes aunt, yes, yes ....." I murmured trailing off inaudibly.

"I thought you would. You've been quite well mannered regarding your little
punishment tonight. You've done well."

"I'll do anything you tell me ...."

"Well, anything is a lot," she warned.  "Don't ever say that to  Maylynn or
you'll be sorry. Anyway, I think it's time you got to bed. But before you do
that there's just one more thing we have to take care of."

Inwardly I groaned. Not another enema ! But I needn't have worried. My aunt was
quite 
knowledgeable about the ways of teenage boys. She moved her hand lower and
teasingly wagged my erection to and fro.

"I know that boys will be boys and that's it's ever so hard to refrain from
playing with yourself. Especially after a cleaning session. But I'm a bit old
fashioned about some things, and I really don't approve of leaving you in this
state. I wouldn't want to encourage you to masturbate any more than necessary
..."

"Oh, I won't. I promise," I said believing it at that particular moment.

"Don't be silly," my aunt chided me with a chuckle.  "Who do you think you're
kidding? You couldn't sleep in this condition if you wanted to. I wasn't born
yesterday you know. No no, I'll take care of you right now, and I expect you to
let me take care of it from now on as well. Understand?"

I couldn't quite believe what I was hearing. I thought I misunderstood. "What
do you mean exactly, Aunt Josephine?" I asked.

"You know very well what I mean, little boy. I don't think it would be very
polite of you to jerk off when there are ladies present in the same house. No
more playing around with 
 yourself. I'll be supervising you closely from now on. Now do you understand?"

Well, I did and I didn't. Not really. This wasn't anything I had ever thought
about. Nor dreamed about either. So I wisely just murmured that I understood
and let my aunt continue stroking me.

"Good. Now spread your legs open a bit wider, close your eyes and relax. I'm
going to make you feel very good."

And she did too, very much so. She played with my prick and balls, squeezing,
stroking, pulling and massaging them, gently and then more fervently. She stuck
a finger up my 
asshole again and while whispering encouragements pumped my prick and anus at
the same time. Telling me not to hold back any longer, I let myself cross the
edge and finally orgasmed in my aunt's arms, shaking and shuddering deliciously
and uncontrollably. 

When I was done, she held on to me for a while longer, stroking my hair and
kissing me on the lips several times. Then she told me it was time to get up
and leave for my room. 
She still had her bathing to do. 

She cleaned her hands off on the towel as I was gathering up my clothes. I
didn't know if I should put them on before going down to my room or not. Seeing
me standing undecided my aunt looked at me with questioning eyes.  "What's the
matter William. Puzzled about something?"

"No, aunt  ...but it's just these clothes. I don't know if I should put them
back on or ...what ..."

"Is that your way of saying you're too shy to ask for some of Lynn's things to
wear?"

"No, no ...it's not that at all ...but I  ..."

She broke me off.  "Would you like something of mine then?"

I shook my head.  "No, it's OK, please. I'm fine ...really." I just wanted to
get back with being told to wear anymore of their feminine garments. 

"Well, why don't you just take this nightgown along anyway. You might change
your mind during the night." She put a rather flimsy beige colored garment on
top of my 
clothes.  "Good night now William."

"Good night Aunt Josephine ....and thank you for everything."

"You're welcome dear. Sleep tight."
 
Finally I closed the door behind me, garments gathered together in my arms
while I was still undressed. I made my way down the stairs and was about to
enter my room when 
I heard Lynn behind me. She was standing in her doorway.

"Aren't you going to say goodnight cuz?"

"Uh, goodnight, Lynn ..."

She came up to me and looked at the bundle of clothes I was carrying. She
fingered the nightgown. "Going to wear this tonight ? Good. It's nice and cool.
Me ? I don't wear much in this kind of weather. But that doesn't concern you
really, does it?" 

"No, I  ..." I started.

"I guess Mom 'supervised' you?" She arched her eyebrows up and down. I blushed.
 "I bet it was fun. But don't think that's the only kind of fun we have around
here. Just 
you wait and see. I'm going to be in on it too." Lynn then gave me a deep and
very wet kiss. It left me quite confused.  "You go on to bed now, cuz. Put the
pretty little gown on for me and dream nice thoughts. Nighty night now ..." 

And with that she was gone back into her room. Well, it looked like we might
end up as kissing cousins, if only after a fashion.

To say that I was confused was the understatement of the year. But I was tired
too, sexually fatigued and replete, thoroughly cleaned out and empty and at a
loss of what to think of my aunt and cousin. Whatever the next days would bring
I was sure it would interesting in the utmost if somewhat embarrassing. And
fun. That too. 

Before climbing into bed I pondered over what to wear. I couldn't get the
thought of the sheer gown out of my head. Now wouldn't those two females be
surprised if I actually 
did wear it to bed tonight? So telling myself I was taking them up on their
dare I quickly slipped it on and crawled into bed, a bit guiltily enjoying the
feel of the soft garment before falling asleep.

AG

END


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