Aunt Juliana
2003-09-08
We caught up with family history over dinner that night. Guiliana was to stay a month but it seemed we had to cover twenty years of family history in just one night. Mom was animated, Nicky was intrigued, I was just plain bored, especially since poontang was going to be in very short supply for the duration of Guiliana’s stay. The next couple of days, Mom, Aunt Guiliana and Nicky took off for some retail therapy and I kicked around at home. By mid-afternoon on day two, I was badly in need of a good fuck. In desperation I decided to investigate Guiliana’s luggage. Who knows, I thought, maybe I’ll find something to take my mind off this need to jerk off to the broads on the fitness channel. I drifted into her room, just across the corridor from mine, and idly pulled out some drawers. Not much there, blouses, shirts, hankies – the usual shit. On a shelf in the adjoining bathroom, a wide array of perfumes and skin lotions, enough to stock a fair-sized small-town drugstore. Remembering the four suitcases I had hauled up the stairs, I opened the wardrobe and saw enough clothes for a year in the bush. What was this, a short vacation or a fucking six-month safari? Back to the drawers. Ah, finally! Her underwear! And what a selection, especially if you liked outsize. What was she, a size sixteen? Fuck me, I thought, my age was her size. Her bras were real works of engineering, Brunel would have been proud. Who designed her clothes, fucking MIT? You couldn’t miss the fact that these things were made for truly awesome tits, at least a 38, maybe a 40, C or D, who the fuck cared.
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At the same time, they were typical Italian. They weren’t black, or like widow’s weeds, they were snow-white and very, very sexy. Their support system was built around the sheerest silk and you just knew that her big nipples would thrust out and through the flimsy material, given half a chance. Then I found her panties. Again, big – and I mean big. But soft, silky, sexy, cut high on the thigh, silk embroidery just where her big soft pussy might be. You knew that it would be a big man who would fill this girl’s pussy. I lifted a pair to my face, clean but redolent of her perfume and her pussy. I breathed deeply, the pants close to my face. Aroused, I tossed the pants on the bed and pulled open the beside locker. Fuck me! A treasure chest of pleasure toys! Oh Aunt Guiliana, you are a bold girl! I thought to myself. Five or six dildos and vibrators of varying sizes, types and textures. One for every fantasy, I thought. Maybe Aunt Guiliana was not such a dull prude after all. I wondered what Mom and Nicky would have made of this little treasure trove.Escort Service, Escorts and city tours in Athens and Thessaloniki. ... Presentation of the services of the agency models escorts Escort in Greece
Better still, maybe Mom, Nicky and I could have some fun with these toys. I picked up one of the dildos, a big flesh-coloured latex knob, perfectly sculpted right down to the bulging veins. You could almost imagine the real thing throbbing in your hand when you flicked the ‘on’ switch and the big artificial cock began to surge and weave. I held it idly in my hand then lifted it to my nostrils. Hello, I thought, this thing has seen recent action. I could smell Guiliana’s pussy juices on the rubber. I was still aroused. Sunshine came through the window and the room was silent, hot and airless. I opened my chinos and touched the dildo to my cock. My cock reacted immediately to the pulsating throb of its artificial counter-part. I stood with the throbbing dildo in one hand and the real thing in the other. I stroked my cock, touched the dildo to the head, tickled underneath, teased my balls, even nudged the buzzing vibrator into my anus, just enough to feel the excitement. I turned it off then and dropped it to the bed. I lay down on the bed and draped Guiliana’s silk pants over my face. Stroking my cock, I imagined Guiliana’s big pussy in front of me, I saw her inserting the big artificial cock into her gaping cunt and begin to push it in, pull it out, push it in, pull it out, in and out, in and out, in and out, in time to my stroking of my cock.This Escorts World Wide directory escort international contains links and information on escorts, We are the authority source for people looking for information, bodyrub and massage experts, escort international models, fetish, exotic dancers other adult
I wrapped the pants around my throbbing cock and began to masturbate with serious intent. I came quickly and easily, shooting a heavy load of cum into Guiliana’s knickers before I collapsed on the bed, turning my head into her pillow. I could smell her perfume on the sheets. A few minutes later I heard Mom’s car turn into the driveway and I quickly grabbed the sodden pants and went to my room to clean up. Only later, as I heard Aunt Guiliana’s steps on the stairs, did I realise that I had left the dildo on her bed, but by then it was too late to go back. Anyway, when Mom came to my room at midnight for a little R & R, I soon forgot all about Aunt Guiliana, especially when Mom offered me her beautiful ass, begging me in a whisper to butt-fuck her. This was the real thing, not a kid’s fantasy about his Aunt’s big tits or bigger pussy. OK, for just a moment as I shot my load in Mom’s ass, seeing her biting the pillow to stifle her own shouts, I pictured Aunt Juliana’s big breasts in my face, her even bigger ass right there in my face, and I admit, the vision gave an added spur to my last hard strokes deep in Mom’s ass – but it was Mom’s ass I was fucking, not Aunt Juliana’s. Hers would have to wait. I got a couple of funny looks from Aunt Juliana at breakfast the next day, which made me wonder if she had seen Mom come into my room the previous night, or maybe heard something when we were playing hide the salami up Mom’s asshole. There was no way to tell so I decided on a policy of sweetness and light. “Juice, Aunt Guiliana?” I asked courteously. I leaned over from behind as I poured the juice, one hand resting on her shoulder, my hip nudging her. A minute later I reached across her for the honey, saying glibly “Want some honey, honey?” and letting my hand rest for a split-second on her bosom. “Guiliana, I’ll be out most of the day today and Nicky will be gone too.his Athens escort agency in Greece assures each and every client of an absolute ... The escort girls in Athens Greece offer an unparalleled Athens escort
Will you be able to amuse yourself while we’re gone? I’m sure Johnny here will keep you company, won’t you, Johnnny?” asked my mother. “Sure, Mom, I’ll be happy to stay here with Guiliana, er, Aunt Juliana” I replied. “We can go down to the Mall later if she wants, we’ll find something to do. I have to cut the grass later anyway so I wasn’t planning to be anywhere else”. “OK, that’s settled. We’ll see you guys later”, said Mom, getting up to leave. Nicky left soon afterwards, leaving me alone with Aunt Juliana. Outside, the sun was well and truly up and the day was shaping up to be another good one. I got the lawnmower out and set about the lawn. It was hot work and it wasn’t long before I had to strip off my tee-shirt. Soon afterwards I came inside and changed my long chinos for a pair of cut-offs but it was still too hot for comfort. I was wiping my face and neck when I glanced up to see Aunt Juliana at the big window, gazing out at me. She was wearing a loose diaphanous kaftan of some sort, split to the thigh and cut low across the bodice. She stood against the cool of the window, holding an ice-cold can of Coke against her neck, her other hand resting between her legs as she looked out at me. Had she been touching herself? She suddenly realised I was looking straight back at her.Turkey Escort Service
I grinned and waved and she hurriedly turned away, pulling the drape as she turned.estella escort athens
Here, let me dry you off” she said. “That’s OK, I’m OK, really, Aunt Juliana” I replied but she had already bustled into the kitchen to pick up a towel. “Here, Johnny” she said. I thought she meant me to take the towel, but no, she came up behind me and began to wipe down my back. “You are very strong, Johnny. You have grown up since I saw you last”. She took her time on my back, wiping me down very carefully, smoothing my skin from my shoulders to the top of my cut-offs. She lifted the top of my cut-offs and slid the edge of the towel inside to catch the last few drops of sweat. Then she turned me around and started on my front, starting on my forehead and working her way slowly down my neck, shoulders and chest. She was slow, methodical, covered every inch of my body. Her face was just inches from mine. Did I imagine it or was she especially attentive to my nipples? Wiping the sweat away very slowly, examining every pore…. “Johnny, I have to ask you something,” she said without looking up. “Were you in my room last night? I mean, did you have to go in for something? “Gee, I don’t know, Aunt Guiliana” I answered, mentally replaying the memory tape of my visit to her room. Had I taken those pants with me? Christ, had she found them still sticky with my cum? Then I suddenly remembered.greece escort news
The vibrator! The big vibrator! I had thrown it on her bed and hadn’t put it back in the drawer when I heard them downstairs! “Is something wrong, Aunt Guiliana? Is something missing?” I asked innocently. She put her hand on my shoulder, turned me around to inspect her careful ablution of my torso. “I think you know what I mean, Johnny. Let me explain”. “There’s no need, Aunt Juliana, there’s no problem,” I said. “No, I must tell you” and she tossed the towel onto a chair. I didn’t move. Her face was just an inch from mine. “It’s five years since Tony left me. There’s been no one else since. I need to take care of myself, you know what I mean”. She looked up at me, a question in her eyes. “Yeah, I guess” I said. “I mean, there’s been no one else… you know… “ her voice trailed off. “I can’t believe that, Aunt Guiliana, a beautiful woman like you”, I said.Only the best Turkey girls! Independent escorts and escorts form different agencies.
What the fuck else could I say? There was five foot six of sex on legs standing one inch from me, her gorgeous big tits practically in my hands, my cock, a separate uncontrollable existence as usual, was already straining to get into her pussy. “ I need to find a man, Johnny”, she said, one hand on my chest. “I need to find a man to take care of me, you know what I mean?”. I knew what she meant, all right. What she needed was a good hard fucking, a long hard cock in that sweet box of hers. “What do you mean, Aunt Guiliana?”, I asked in what I considered a guileless and off-hand manner, as I lifted my hand and traced the outline of her nipple through her kaftan. “I mean, I need a man, Johnny” she said, putting her hand firmly between my legs and grasping my cock. “I need a big strong man, not a piece of plastic. I need some warm-blooded flesh between my legs for a change” she said, rubbing me, feeling my cock already hard. I lowered my mouth to hers and kissed her tentatively on the lips. Her lips opened and her tongue touched mine, softly at first then greedily, seeking out every crevice of my mouth as she groped between my legs. I slid the kaftan off her shoulders, it fell to the floor and she stood there naked, in just her high-heeled shoes. All my previous perceptions were banished instantly. Her body was plain fantastic – plump, yeah, but perfect, her breasts as full and as heavy as I had thought, her waist narrow, her belly flat, her buttocks flowing over my hands, her pussy hidden in the dark hollow of her thighs, a neatly trimmed bush hardly shrouding its promising softness. Where Mom’s body was firm, toned, Aunt Guiliana’s was soft, inviting.turkey escort girls escort girl strasbourg louise black porn
Where Nicky’s was lean, muscular, Aunt Guiliana’s was billowing, like white sails on a tall ship. Where Mom’s ass was rounded, where Nicky’s was taut, Aunt Guiliana’s was full, a veritable moon of waiting pleasure, her whole body powdered and perfumed. I lifted my hands to her breasts as we kissed, weighed them in my hands, wondered at their inviting softness. She slid her hand down into my cut-offs and grasped my cock, now standing stiffly at attention, waiting to be saluted. Oh, she saluted it OK! “Oh my God, Johnny, what a monster!”, she said. “What a beautiful monster!”. She opened my belt, pulled my cut-offs and my boxers to my feet. She had to kneel to get them off over my work-boots and she stayed down there when she had done that, caressing my cock, marvelling at my sixteen-year-old manhood, squeezing, caressing, kissing, licking it from base to head, under the shaft, along the shaft, watching it grow and grow under her hot breath and wet lips, until finally she took me deep into her mouth and began to suck my cock in earnest.- Kelly GLAMOUR Griekenland
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