("`-''-/").___..--''"`-._ `6_ 6 ) `-. ( ).`-.__.`) (_Y_.)' ._ ) `._ `. ``-..-' _..`--'_..-_/ /--'_.' ,' (((' (((-((('' (((( K R I S T E N' S C O L L E C T I O N _________________________________________ WARNING! This text file contains sexually explicit material. If you do not wish to read this type of literature, or you are under age, PLEASE DELETE THIS FILE NOW!!!! _________________________________________ Scroll down to view text -------------------------------------------------------- This work is copyrighted to the author © 2008. Please don't remove the author information or make any changes to this story. All rights reserved. Thank you for your consideration. -------------------------------------------------------- Aunty Elsie And My Formative Years by Jonbrian (address withheld) *** I have for some time been writing about a current and ongoing relationship with my partners, 76 year old, Aunty Jean and her daughter Jane. I feel it is time to commit to paper how my attraction for much older women started some 31 years ago when I was 19. Like a lot of young men of that age I was obsessed with girls and sex and spent most of my waking life thinking about and trying to get plenty of the latter. So onto Aunty Elsie my grandmother's cousin. (F/M-teen, inc, mast, oral) *** Part 1: Sex education from a much older woman I have for some time been writing about a relationship with my partners, 76 year old, Aunty Jean and her daughter Jane. I feel it is time to commit to paper how my attraction for much older women started some 31 years ago when I was 19. Like a lot of young men of that age I was obsessed with girls and sex and spent most of my waking life thinking about and trying to get plenty of the latter. Having been brought up in a morally strict household the opportunities were few and far between and thus far my experience had been limited to a couple of hurried sessions with my then girlfriend. It must also be said that they bore no comparison with the lurid couplings one read in books and friends boasted about. So as I approached my 20th birthday the missionary position in a darkened room was the limit of my experience. So onto Aunty Elsie. Aunty Elsie was my grandmother's cousin and at the time this all took place was a sprightly 71 and also the black sheep of the family. By this time she had been married 4 times and was known to be a "bit of a girl" as Gran would often say. By now I had stopped holidaying with my parents and younger sister so while they were away my Grandmother, who lived with us, invited Aunty Elsie to stay for some company and also I suspect to help keep an eye on me to prevent me from getting up to any mischief. It was two days into her visit that events took place that I feel have had a major impact on my life. I had gone up to my bed sitting room to listen to music while the two oldies but Goldies sat watching some rubbish on the television. I had persevered for a while but soon found the programme terribly boring and their incessant chatter about the good old days was doing my head in. The only thing that had kept me in the room that long was that every time Elsie (as I shall call her) crossed or uncrossed her legs I got a good glimpse of thigh and stocking tops. Why on earth a youth of nineteen should be turned on by the sight of a woman's leg especially one some 52 years older than me I do not know; but turned on I was. Around 10.30 pm I heard the usual sounds of them going to bed and by 11.00 the house was quiet and I was left to my own devices. Images of Elsie's legs came unbidden to my mind and thoughts of what dark secrets lay beyond started to fill my thoughts and as a result I was soon conscious of a very solid erection. One thing lead to another and before long it was in my hand; my eyes were closed and I was mentally fucking Aunty Elsie. Imagine my shock, horror and embarrassment when a voice quietly said; "Would you like a hand with that?" at the same time as I felt fingers other than my own, close round the top of my cock. My eyes flew open to see Elsie kneeling in front of me her hand firmly grasping my throbbing erection and a wry smile on her face. "Has no one ever told you that masturbation will ruin your eyesight which I noticed earlier on is 20/20 every time you were looking up my skirt. Were you thinking of me just now, you naughty boy?" My blush and silence gave her the answer she was expecting. "That is fine by me and rather flattering as at 71 I do not get as many admiring glances as I used to . Now it has been some time since your dear old Aunty Elsie had some fun so why don't you just sit back in your chair while she teaches you a few new tricks." With that she pressed one hand against my chest then lowered her head and took my cock into her mouth. Even now some 31 years later I can still remember the feel of her hot mouth and the tightness of her lips round my shaft. As she sucked on me she worked with her fist and in less than twenty seconds I exploded into her mouth and was conscious of her swallowing but despite her best efforts my come oozed out down my shaft and over her fingers. After a moment or two she sat back and looked at me. Her lipstick was slightly smudged and a dribble of come was running down her chin from the corner of her mouth. Languidly she wiped her chin with a finger and popped it into her mouth then meticulously licked my juices from her other fingers before leaning forward again to lick up the last drops that had pooled on my belly. "I think perhaps that that was your first experience of oral sex; yes?" a nod from me. "Mmmm, I just so love the taste of fresh come and it is not often that I get the chance these days." With that she got up and then dropped into my lap before kissing me hard on the mouth, her tongue probing until my lips parted and it slid into my mouth lapping all round as she mashed her mouth against mine. The taste of her mouth was such that I assumed it was from my come but if she enjoyed it then who was I to complain? After a while she pulled away and stood up giving me a chance to study her in this new found situation. Five foot one in her stockinged feet with a head of white, permed, curly hair; Elsie was wearing a sensible white towelling bathrobe cinched round her middle with a belt and I wondered what else beneath. Looking me straight in the eye she told me that she suspected that like most boys my age I would soon be up for it again but whilst we waited she had a little job for me. Her hands went to the belt of her robe and in seconds she was shrugging it off to reveal a black corselet encasing her body and hiding her charms and a pair of dark nylons. The image of my dreams and fantasies since secretly looking at such items in my mother's shopping catalogue. Next she went and sat on the edge of my bed then lay back before pulling her feet up so they were resting on the bed edge with her knees and thighs wide apart exposing the black crotch of her foundation garments, with its poppers, just beckoning me. "I don't suppose you have ever pleasured a lady with your mouth Jonathan but now is the time to learn so kneel down and get on with it; Elsie will tell you what to do if needs be." I stood for a moment taking in the image of Aunty Elsie spread on my bed. He pubic hair was evident either side of the crotch of her corselet and her thighs though still relatively shapely showed signs of her age with some loose skin, wrinkles and a few cracked veins. "What about Gran" I asked. "Oh do not worry about her she has taken her sleeping pills and will not wake until 6-ish so come on, dear boy, get on with it." Dropping to my knees in front of her I reached out and with shaking fingers undid her poppers one by one and then gazed on her sex. She had a veritable forest of hair; darker than that on her head and coarser. Nestled amongst them were the flaps of her sex which I could see were already moist at their edges. Gently I pressed my finger against them seeking the edges before I managed to slide one into her wetness and then up into her vagina which produced a low moan from Elsie. As soon as I was in I began to finger fuck her only for a hand to grab my wrist and stop me. "NO, no, no. I know that is probably what you do to your girlfriend but I want you to use your tongue on me. Open me up with your fingers by all means but then run your tongue up and down my crack and into my vagina and most of all I want you to work on my clitoris. It will take practice but I am sure you will get the hang of it and with a bit of luck will bring me off. Now get your head down there and start licking me out." Slowly I bent forward and noticed her smell. Soap; predominantly, she had clearly washed before coming to my room, but an underlying muskiness. With the fingers of my left hand I parted the flaps of her sex and lowered my head and with the tip of my tongue touched her inner flesh. She had a bitter sweet taste better than I had expected and so wet. Slowly I ran it up the length of her slit from bottom to top and as I reached the top Elsie gasped as I flicked her clitoris. Down I swept it and paused a moment before pushing it into the opening of her vagina working it as deep as I could before going back up to her clitoris. "Ooooh yes, yes, yes; flick it! Lick, it that is the way now lower and into my cunt again; then back up to my clit. Faster harder softer deeper oh my god I am coming, I am coming!!" With that her hands clasped the back of my head pressing my mouth hard into the soggy space between her legs and her thighs clamped on my head as she shook against my probing tongue and sucking mouth. I sat back on my heels, the lower half of my face covered in her juices and a wonderful feeling of pride that I had managed to bring Elsie to a climax so quickly. I was also conscious that I was now sporting a raging hard on and wondered if I was going to get a chance to fuck her. Standing I moved between her spread legs and tried to get on top of her. "NO, no no. Patience is a virtue and any way I do not like it like that. I prefer it from behind." With that she got up from the bed and turning knelt on the bed with her back to me and dipping her back presented her bottom for my attention. What a wonderful sight she made; her pert buttocks framed by the black elasteen of her corselet and her sex, obscured partially by the flap of its crotch. Elsie spread her legs again and looking back instructed me to stick it up her and give her a good fucking. "Cunt", "fuck": for a 71 year old Aunty Elsie's language was choice and added a certain spice to the proceedings. Still no point in prevaricating; so I moved in close; fisted my cock and felt with its head for her hole. After a moment or two's fumbling Elsie's hand came to the recue and with her assistance I found the spot and with a thrust slid the whole length of my cock up her cunt to the accompaniment of a groan from Elsie. "Oh I say; that is quite a big one. Now get fucking please!" She gasped. The moment I was composed I began to bang away slamming my belly against the cheeks of her bottom and soon the room was filled with the sound of flesh on flesh and Aunty Elsie's cries of passion. "Now slow down, slow down, this is not a race take it easy change the angle and depth of your thrusts. You can do a woman damage with something that big. It is technique not speed that makes for a good lover and I want to help train you to be the best. Now pull back until just the head is in the suck on your thumb and when it is nice and wet stick it up my bottom. "Gently now, gently it is quite tight up there. OOOH! Yes that's it! Now press down and slip your cock back up my cunt. You should be able to feel it through the walls of my bowels and vagina. Now get fucking again but keep that thumb up my arse please, it helps bring me off." Slowly but surely I started to fuck her again and enjoyed the additional sensations my thumb was affording me. Then I felt her hand slip back between her legs and her fingers played with the underside of my cock, my balls and I suspect her clitoris. The pace of my thrusts increased and soon I could feel it building and then with a final thrust I am balls deep in her cunt and filling her with my second outpouring in half an hour. Elsie is shaking and shuddering as she climaxes and falls forward onto her belly causing my cock and thumb to exit her with a pop and I am left standing with a semi limp cock glistening with our juices. That is how it happened and was the first of many happy hours we spent during my parents' vacation. Aunty Elsie certainly started my attraction for the much older woman and also enhanced my sex education; something for which I am eternally grateful. Part two to follow? Archivist's note: Because the author submitted this work anonymously, we will be unable to honor any request for parts not already posted. If the author submits more parts, we will post them, if not, the story ends here. * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * It's okay to *READ* stories about unprotected sex with others outside a monogamous relationship. But it isn't okay to *HAVE* unprotected sex with people other than a trusted partner. 4-million people around the world contract HIV every year. 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