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o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o o oEmulating Auntie (MF< inc) by Anon
NixPixer - 1992

   * 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 exceptionof my Aunt Sally, the best cocksucker and blowjob artiste
to be found.  I lefthome when I was 18 to attend college in southern
California.  My parents werevery strict; my father is a Baptist minister
and my mother teaches summerschool and leads the church choir.  They only
agreed to my going to schoolthere if I stayed with my Aunt Sally, who lived
within a few blocks of thecollege.  Sally was only ten years older than me
but had a master's degree inlibrary science with a minor in economics.  Mom
and Dad approved of her highlyand felt that she, despite being only 28,
would be a fit guardian for theirsweet little virgin daughter.  How little
we knew.  I arrived at Aunt Sally's house in June, two and a half months
before myfreshman classes were to begin.  She was very sweet and nice and
gave me thevery best she had.  She didn't look at all like the photographs
we had of herback home.  Aunt Sally was a foxy woman, and after she taught
me how to fixmyself up a bit we looked so much alike that men often thought
we were sistersSally lived in a nice house in a quiet suburban neighborhood
and drove afire-engine-red Corvette.  When I asked her how she could afford
all of thesenice things living by herself, she just smiled and didn't say
much.  All shewould say was that she was in the "entertainment" industry
and she didn'tbother 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 goneout, dressed to kill and
carrying her purple gym bag, as she always did.  Alonein the house, I was
in her bedroom looking through her drawers for a pair ofpantyhose when I
found a ten-inch vibrator underneath some of her black-lacepanties.  I
couldn't believe what I had found.  I'd heard about dildos andvibrators
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 throughme and
gave me a knot in my stomach.  Not expecting Aunt Sally to come home fora
few hours, I let curiosity and temptation get the best of me.  I was
soonalmost hypnotized by the rhythmic vibrations of my new find.  Holding
the vibrator to my breasts, I could feel my nipples getting harderand my
crotch and panties getting wetter and wetter.  This was all so new tome,
but it felt so good that I just couldn't help exploring my entire body
withit.  Well, I can tell you it didn't take long for me to strip naked and
fallback on Sally's big brass bed with my new toy.  I even titled her big
mirror insuch a way that I could watch myself.  After teasing myself with
it, I placed the tip of the vibrator into mymoist, steaming crack and
pushed it gently.  As I watched it slowly slip intome, I could feel my
vaginal muscles tighten around it.  I had been masturbatingwith 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 wassoon
beside myself in ecstasy.  That afternoon I came in one loud andthunderous
orgasm after another.  It was GREAT!  I felt so deliciously wicked and
nasty watching myselfmasturbate 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 withramming that humming fucker in and out of my tunnel of love
and moaning like ananimal that I didn't hear my aunt come into the house.
You can just imagine myembarrassment when I finally looked up and saw her
with one arm up leaning inthe doorway, staring at me with a rather wry grin
on her face.  (She later toldme that she had been standing there enjoying
my "performance" for about tenminutes.) Before I could open my mouth to say
anything to her, I was wrackedby another mind-blowing orgasm.  I thought I
was going to die, but all Sallysaid to me was, "When you're finished, come
downstairs and we'll have dinner.  Ibrought home Chinese." She didn't say
anything about what she had caught medoing, but carried on as usual--except
that every time she had that same smileon her face.  We made an early night
of it, and all she said to me beforeturning in was, "Sweet dreams, baby." I
went to bed that night red withembarrassment, but drifted off to sleep
rubbing and fingering my cunt, thinkingabout 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 quiteembarrassed.  When I returned home
around six o'clock, I saw my aunt's car inthe driveway and went straight to
my room.  As I entered the doorway I wassurprised to find a brightly
wrapped package on my bed.  Attached to thepackage was a note which read:
"Since you seemed to enjoy mine so much, Ithought it was time you had one
of your own, baby.  With love, Sally." Iripped into the package to find a
beautiful ten-inch vibrating dildo.  I rushed downstairs to find Sally
waiting for me in the living room.  Shewas standing there, feet apart,
hands on hips, and wearing a short purple silkrobe that barely covered her
shapely ass or her proud, jutting, 38-inchbreasts.  She had that
by-now-familiar coy, seductive smile on her face.  Shestood 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 thatwould
change me forever.  After our touching embrace, Aunt Sally went to the
kitchen and returnedwith a silver tray of shucked and iced oysters on the
half-shell, two chilledglasses, 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 amusical tape, but the erotic sounds of heavy
fucking and sucking that Sally andone of her lovers had made.  For the next
half hour I sat on the sofa opposite Sally as she made anerotic show of
eating those oysters.  Occasionally, between slurping oystersand sipping
wine, she would slip her hand down to finger her twat, then slowlysuck the
pussy juice from her fingers.  After some more of this, she stood upand
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 hungfrom the
ceiling, which bathed the pool table in a warm, pinkish glow.  Thepool
table was covered with an orchid-color sating quilt, and Sally had about
adozen of her favorite vibrators and dildos lined up along the edge of it
withineasy reach.  She placed me in a big leather easy chair, which had
been pushedup to where I had an unobstructed view.  She put on a tape of
rock music, witha slow, heavy beat and alot of sax.  She lit some incense
and said, "You wantedto know what I do in the entertainment industry. 
Well, Aunt Sally's gonnaentertain you." I was so excited.  Sally walked
around behind the pool table and stoodwith her back to me.  She shot me a
sultry "fuck me" smile over her shoulder asshe 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 wasneatly 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 pistonbut also made
small circular motions while it hummed and vibrated.  It was sobig that she
could just barely wrap her hand all the way around it.  She wasmoaning
softly as she worked that vibrator over her gorgeous tan body,
payingspecial attention to her jutting boobs.  Her ruby-red areolae were as
big ashalf-dollars and her nipples stuck out hard as rocks.  She held each
breast toher mouth, licking and sucking her nipples, leaving them shiny
with saliva.  Turning her attention to her steaming hot crack, she ran that
pulsatingdildo 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 hungrymouth and licked and sucked it from its bulbous head down to
the base.  Stillkneeling in front of me, her twat and thighs glistening
from the flow of herpussy juice, she set the vibrator on full speed and
slowly guided its massivecock head into her cunt, taking all 14 inches of
it.  Then she slowly pulled italmost all the way out.  Using both hands,
she rammed that big fucker in andout at least a dozen time in rhythm to the
music, moaning like a whore in heat.  On the last upstroke, Sally left that
massive vibrator pulsating andchurning deep inside her cunt at full speed,
using her well-conditioned vaginalmuscles to hold it in.  Next, she spun
around quickly on to her knees andelbows, thrusting her beautiful ass
toward the ceiling.  She began playing withher clit while the dildo was
humming away inside her.  Within seconds, Sally'sentire 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 andass undulating in
rhythm to the music, as she fucked herself.  Sally had all the practiced
movements of a real pro.  I couldn't believeit.  Without missing a beat,
she spun around again, kneeling, thighs spreadwide.  She then leaned back
and, again without looking, put a hand over the faredge of the pool table.
When she pulled back up, she was holding a beautiful12-inch lifelike rubber
cock that was covered in Karo syrup.  Sally shook herhead, her beautiful
mane of brown hair falling away from her face.  There was alook of pure
unadulterated lust in her eyes as she dangled that glisteningmonster cock
over her face.  Slowly she lowered it and tickled its head andunderside
with her darting tongue.  Resting on one elbow for support, sheraised 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 glossywet
lips, ran down her chin and cheeks as she slurped and sucked the dildo
intoher mouth, devouring it deeper and deeper until she had finally
deep-throatedit all the way to the very base of its rigid shaft, moaning
loudly with purepleasure and delight the whole time.  Completely oblibious
to everything else, Sally, thighs splayed wide, usedone hand to slowly pull
the rubber cock from her mouth and stroked the steamingslit of her cunt
with the other.  As she withdrew the cock from her pursedlips, leaving only
a slender thread of syrup and saliva between the two, hertongue 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, caughtup in another
approaching orgasm, she began to writhe and squirm.  Her hips andass were
rising in response to that incredible fuck onslaught.  Now using herhands
to pinch and pull her rock-hard nipples, Sally went over the brink. 
Hervoice rising to a near wail, she went off like crazy.  Her entire body
buckedand jerked wildly like an electric shock had been applied to her, the
wholetime moaning and crying out with physical release and pleasure.  No
doubt Sallywas enjoying and savoring every minute of it.  I was really
enjoying it, too.  This was the most fantastic thing I hadever seen.  I
didn't know it was possible for a woman to give herself so muchpleasure and
satisfaction.  I couldn't take my eyes off her.  The show wasn't over yet.
After that last orgasm, Sally didn't miss abeat.  Reposotioning herself on
the pool table, she placed a heel in each ofthe corner pockets for support.
With renewed vigor, she immediatly launchedinto a routine of hot, nonstop
action and one almost continuous orgasm afteranother.  And each one seemed
better than the last.  Before it was over, Sallyhad used all seven
vibrators and five dildos that she had laid out on thetable.  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 beengoing at it hot and heavy for over
an hour.  Sally rolled over to face me, herhead propped up in one hand,
tousled hair across her face.  One leg was bent atthe knee, giving me a
full view as she gently stroked her hot juicy crack andmassaged the insides
of her aching thighs.  I was so excited just from watching her.  My own
nipples were hard andtaut against the material of my blouse, and my crotch
and panties were soakedthrough.  When Sally smiled that smile of hers and
asked me if I would like tojoin her "onstage," I didn't hesitate for a
second.  Aunt Sally was sweet and gentle as she watched me treat myself to
thepleasures I had just seen her enjoy.  Using my new vibrator, as well as
my ownfingers, I learned how to bring myself off in countless orgasms.  It
felt sooogood!  After we both took cool showers, Sally explained to me that
themasturbation show she had performed earlier for me was really a
dressrehearsal.  She would be doing the same act the following week at a
stag partyfor about 50 guys.  She also told me that she had been working as
an exoticdancer and performing live sex shows onstage and at bachelor
parties sincecollege.  She laughed and said, "In what other line of work
can you get aroomful of guys to cream in their jeans over you all at once?"