It all started when my mother called me on the phone at school and left me a message. And it has changed my life-time - a weekend with an aunt - an experience of a lifetime !

'' Danni, can you get tomorrow off if I write a note for you to take to the school ? '' Mum asked.

`` Aunt Jenny has just rung to say the friend staying with her at her Lake District hotel has had to go home, so she wondered if you would care to film her place for Friday and Saturday nighttime. I can charter you over to the hotel, then she will bring you back on Lord's Day afternoon. I 'll encounter you after schooling if you like, and we can attend for some squeamish clothes for you to bear - it sounds a really plush hotel. '' Mum added.

I could n't say no. Indeed, I did n't require to. I had always got on very well with my Aunt - we were really cheeseparing, and I always just called her Jenny. She was my Mum 's untried sister, and there was a quite a gap between their year, so she was only 10 years onetime than my age of 16. We always seemed to have a lot in common, she showed a very involvement in me and over the in conclusion few years even more so.

Funnily enough, I was probably able to mouth about almost as a great deal with my mum as with my aunt, but with the exclusion of sex. Whereas Aunt jenny ass would quite frequently work up the subject of my sexual development, my dangerous undertaking, and my growing breakthrough of all affair titillating, my mother seemed less willing to talk about such thing, almost seeming happy to depart it all to Jenny.

I mean, it was n't as if mum was n't an attractive woman herself - quite the opposite, and one or two beau I had had who had met her had actually commented on what a sexy mum I had, one even calling her a MILF. ( A term I did n't empathize, but one which led to quite an enjoyable discussion with my auntie as she explained it to me later ! ! )

I had an onetime babe who I missed very much as she was away at University, and a dad who spent long time period of the year away from home as a merchant cargo ships police captain after he and mum had become separated. This meant that mum and I were alone in the firm and obviously washed-out quite a lot of fourth dimension together. She always gave me a free reign to do much as I liked, let me dress mostly as I liked, and never had any qualms about me spending fourth dimension with boy, or indeed girls. She would always show an interest in any friend I brought home, and my girlfriend in particular used to say how lucky I was to birth such an open minded disengage thinking woman for a mum.

Thus, it was no real surprise to bump mum encouraging me to drive a day off school to feature a trip away if she thought it would be something special for me to enjoy.

But back to my Aunt Jenny. I really did have intercourse her company, and I loved the fact that we could spill about anything together, clothes, cinema, boyfriends, lady friend, and even sex. In fact, although I had n't really realised it, recently, especially sex ! I regarded her more as a acquaintance than an auntie I think, and the thought of spending two whole sidereal day away and alone with just her, filled me full phase of the moon of upheaval and anticipation. Occasionally, she had regaled me with one or two of her more erotic adventures, and I could n't help feeling a special thrill and I wondered if this weekend could sprain out to be another one, but this time one which included me ! And maybe that little tingle of excitation extended down between my stage, where I felt that altogether comrade sense of arousal and even a slight moistening. good, what was I thinking ... ... ... ... ....


That Nox, after school, mum took me to the shops so she could help me opt something desirable for two days and nighttime away in a luxury hotel.

'' We 've got to have you looking your best for my sister '', she told me with a smile. `` She always looks pretty hot when she goes out, so we do n't want you feeling under dressed, do we. ``

That did surprise me a little, my mum referring to her babe as `` moderately hot '', but I certainly could n't disagree with her description as I often thought of her that way myself, so it was with a growing signified of excitement that I chose a dyad of scant dresses, a new wench, and even some new rather daring new underwear, Mum persuading me that I should buy a sexy set of matching Elwyn Brooks White, lacy, bra and pants, and a particularly daring bra which made the most of my small 34b breasts, even emphasising the shape of my teat through it.

'' You never know what might bechance when you are at the hotel ''. Mum said. `` And we can go through my closet too when we get home. It 's a really bright hotel, and you want to have some nice apparel for the eve ''

"Mmm, mum ”, I can't wait, I replied,"I can't conceive how ripe it is of you to spend all this time with me."

"It's a joy steady. If a mum can't pass a little time with her peculiar girl, then she shouldn't be a mum. And besides, it's lovely to see you looking so sexy and worthy. If I know Jenny, she won't be able to believe just how lovely her turn one niece looks when she sees you tomorrow. I can almost hear her substance skipping a beat now !"

I was again surprised to hearing my mother talk like this, but I have to include I really enjoyed the extra tending she was giving me, and even the hint of naughtiness was adding a special piddling shudder to everything.

So that 's what we did when we got home. Mum and I are about the same size, both quite tall, about 5ft 9, slim and athletic, and I tried a number of mum 's dresses on in her sleeping room, stripping down to my bra and pantie in forepart of her with her helping me, and mum even trying on my new dress herself. This latter meant that I saw my own mother in just her bra and pants, and I have to accept that I could n't help but admire her body.

Mum had had me early in her life which meant that she was only 16 years honest-to-goodness than me, and while her breasts were a niggling Richard Buckminster Fuller than mine, they still seemed a howling build, and her bum in the surprisingly skimpy distich of knickers she was wearing, looked lovely and firm. I even found my centre drifting down to the front end of her panties, and I could n't aid noticing that there seemed no glum lineation under the flimsy material - `` good, had my mum shaved her pussy ? '' I wondered to myself with another gamy little twinge of excitement.

By the prison term we had finished, I had got exactly what we both agreed would be desirable. A prospicient black frock miserly one shot the waist, fairly low cut, and with a twat up the front which Mum said nicely showed off my long ramification, still tanned from a recent holiday in Greece and a light dress which I absolutely loved ; white with blue-blooded trimness, again lowish, showing off my breasts and with slight straps leaving my tan articulatio humeri almost completely bare and really emphasising my figure.

Mum complimented me on my pick, and even made nice comments on my breasts and anatomy, saying how nice my knocker were and how she bet there 'd be plenty boy eyeing me up over the weekend, and maybe even one or two girls.

'' I think I 'd better have a Bible with my sister to make sure she takes good care of you, '' she said with a spicy grin.

'' Heaven knows what attention you are going to get looking as sexy and desirable as this ! ``

This was the first gear time mum had ever mentioned me looking sexy, and also girls being attracted, or even attractive, and I could n't help wondering if mum had ever had an interest in that direction. At one metre while we had been trying on apparel, she 'd run her hands down my book binding, smoothing a frock over my bum, and I had a strange thrill as her digit traced the outline of my backside and down over the back of my thighs. A strangely familiar touch from my mother I thought, but one I found surprisingly enjoyable, and one I had wanted to go on even longer. What was I thinking ?

Together with the clothes I had bought earlier we agreed I was perfectly prepare for two Nox and daylight in a nice hotel. I took the clothes back to my room, now just wearing my bra and knickerbockers, and started putting matter together for the weekend. For some cause I was now feeling as horny as hell - maybe it was trying all these apparel on with my mum with us both having just our underwear on, and sometimes even just our drawers, or whether it was the thought of the weekend, or whether even it was the occasional slightly suggestive commentary mum had made, but I had a dire itch to contact myself. I hadn't had sex for a couple of month, having finished with my beau, and I had had to resort to masturbation for my intimate satisfaction, something I must admit I did fairly often. Most nights, in fact. Now again, I could feel that oh so familiar ache between my second joint, and I could recite my pussy was already damp.

I had heard the cascade running future door, so I knew Mum had been in the shower, and I thought by now she would make gone downstairs, so I was positive I wouldn't be interrupted. First though, I wanted to get a couple to a greater extent thing from Mum's room, and I quickly slipped in there, again with only my underwear on.

I could hardly believe the sight that met me when I went in - far from having gone downstairs, my mum was lying on the bed naked, her interim apart, one manus playing with one of her breast, and the other hand holding a vibrator against her snatch, and rubbing it over and around her clit. Her eyes, were closed, and she was moaning quietly to herself as she slowly became more and more wake in front man of my eyes. I should have left immediately, but I was strangely drawn to the great deal of my own female parent masturbating, so rather than go out I stayed watching for a few bit feeling myself becoming more than and more than steamy. Finally, I knew I should n't let her see me in this highly personal moment, so I tried to slip one's mind back out of the room. I must have made some slight haphazardness though, because mum suddenly opened her centre and saw me.

"Oh my God ”, she said, her expression flushing with superfluity, as she pulled the vibrator away from her cunt and sat up on the bed,"I'm so deplorable Danni ”.

"No Mum, I 'm dingy, it 's my demerit, I did n't know you were still up here or I would n't bear come in to your room,"I said, disappearing out of her room, equally embarrassed, and quickly going back to my own.

I didn't live how to feel - I knew mum masturbated. I had heard her occasionally, and since she was divorced she had n't had a permanent man in her biography. I had also seen a couple of sex toys in her way, so I knew that she pleasured herself with them. But to actually see her, naked, her pussy wet and exposed in front of me, aroused and playing with herself, was a completely different thing.

Maybe she had felt horny just like I had. Maybe she had felt the like impulse to adjoin and arouse herself just like I almost did.

I went in the exhibitor myself, and while I fingered my cunny a lilliputian and played with my tits and tit as I washed, I had lost the desperate itch to make myself cum. After all, I had all dark, so after getting dressed I went downstairs, where I was indeed still struggling with all the foreign emotions I was experiencing.

Being trailer truck naked with my mother choosing clothes, feeling ( and enjoying ) her touch on my bum, and now seeing her au naturel, seeing her exposed lovehole, and seeing her masturbating was all managing to totally confuse and bewilder me, and not to say also, strangely arouse and excite me.

I must admit, therefore, that I was a little nervous about seeing mum after what had happened in her sleeping accommodation, but when I walked in she was there already making the tea. I hugged her, and apologised for coming into her room."That's alright - it was my fault"she said with a smile and a kiss on my face, and we said no more, although I could n't assist but be Sir Thomas More than usually aware of her chest pressing against mine as we hugged, and both of us maybe held on to each other just a little longer than usual.

Was I imagining thing, or did I cogitate my female parent looked rather sexy that evening. My own mother ? Whatever was I thinking ?

Later that Night as we were chatting, we started talking about jennet, and I asked mum why she thought she hadn't married. I mean, she is an extremely attractive sexy woman.

"Maybe she just hasn't found the right person"mum said, and I noted she said mortal, not man.

Anyway, by the time I got back to my room I was really looking forward to my weekend away with jennet, and I admit I was also looking forward to getting my fingerbreadth deep inside my by now very wet and wanton kitty and bringing myself off a couple of fourth dimension. Imagine my surprise to see beside my bed, mum's vibrator, with a piddling note saying"just in lawsuit ! ! !"

I couldn't hold, and in what seemed bit I was naked on a towel on my bed with first my finger's breadth, then the vibrator rubbing my so, so spiritualist cunt.

I needed to cum really badly, so I rubbed my button with my fingers before letting the vibrator take over. I had used one before, but I tend to prefer my digit, but on this occasion I was so dire for relief that I just put the toy up to maximum, and pressed and rubbed it around my engorged clitoris. I came in no time, and I am sure I made quite a haphazardness, so I hoped mum hadn't heard, …….. but then she had left the toy for me, hadn't she ?

I brought myself off twice more after that, pushing my digit in and out of my sopping bitch, rubbing them up and down my soaking slit, tasting my own juice from my finger, and even slipping one finger up my arsehole for a little while, while I used the vibrator again, and also squeezing and tweaking my erect and sensitive nipples. Thank goodness I 'd thought to put a towel under myself, or I 'm sure my canvass would have been soaked !

Eventually I drifted off to catch some Z's, exhausted with my intimate stimulation, and future morning I was up early, ate a prompt breakfast, before mum took me to the station for the string to the town where I was meeting Jenny.

"You have got everything"she said with a smile, `` and I do mean EVERYTHING '' she added with a wink.

"Yes, all securely packed, including your small face. I hope you can do without it for two nights"I replied, with a smile.

We hugged, and mum kissed me on the lips, telling me to savor myself."I know Jenny will attend after you. Make sure as shooting you have stack of fun together, and fix the nigh of this peculiar chance to spend clip with William Le Baron Jenny"were her parting quarrel.

She seemed to add extra emphasis on that last sentence and I have to admit I was still feeling a fiddling horny after hold out night, so when I went to the train toilet for a pee, I spent a little longer in there than I should, not cumming, but playing with myself a petty, pushing my fingers into my pussy, tasting my sweet succus from them, then putting them back and rubbing them over my clit. My purulent lip were engorged, as was my clit, and I found them extremely sensitive to every tinge of my fingers. I loved the feeling, sensitive, fluid, moist, and erotic as I slid my finger's breadth up and down my slit. I seemed to be constantly getting into a State Department of arousal, and I wasn't really sure enough why. I mean, I was going to spend a weekend with my auntie, and sexy though she was, who did I think I was going to be fucking ? Who did I think I was going to be having sex with ?

And I must take I did also have the occasional idea about seeing my mum naked, her legs apart, her sex wide open, fingering her chest and playing with her nipples while rubbing her clit and using the toy on herself. I couldn't help but find myself being strangely aroused, but I put those thought process behind me as the gearing pulled into the station and I saw William Le Baron Jenny waiting for me.

She looked great. She had on tight jeans, a ashen t shirt, both of which emphasised her neat frame, and disastrous shoes with just enough of a hound to punctuate the shape of her denim clad ramification. She was about the Saame pinnacle as me, 5ft 8 or 9, and the dungaree showed off her adorable bum to paragon. The t shirt was v necked, and showed a hint of cleavage, her top tight over her breasts, her teat poking through the textile slightly. We kissed and hugged, me feeling her breasts against mine as we did so.

"good, you look great Danni ”, she said, standing back and looking me up and down. `` I can see I 'm going to have to hold open you very close to me for the succeeding two days and gain sure all your inevitable champion do n't snatch you away.

For some reason I was especially proud of I had spent so much time choosing my clothes and caused such a reaction from my favourite aunt.

"You look pretty good too, jenny ass"I replied. `` Maybe I 'm going to take in to keep just as close an eye on you too ... .. ''

"Come on, I'll show you our hotel and way, I 'm sure you 'll sleep together it,"she said,"then I've booked us a massage each before lunch. You'll adore that too, I just know"

It was only a short journey to the hotel, and she took me straight up to our room.
Wow. It was vast, and so sybaritic. There was a fabulous john with a spa bath ("Bubbles and jets of piss coming at you in all the naughtiest aphrodisiacal place"Jenny said as she gave me a hug ), a separate sitting room with a sofa and a big chair, but pride of place went to the actual bedroom with in the middle this vast 4 poster bed.

I couldn't assist but jump straight on it, and lie back, legs spread out, and just lie there revelling in the comfort.

"Jenny this is amazing ”, I said"Come and let me move over you a hug ”.

She joined me on the bed, and I hugged her tight, again our breasts touching and this metre me holding her wholly body against mine, and her hugging me tight as well, our totally bodies pressed against one another.

"It's a pleasance"she replied."I've wanted us to spend some time together for old age, and this seemed the double-dyed chance. I hope you do n't mind that there is only one bed, it 's the solely room they had. Come on, let's get unappareled and go down to the massage elbow room. The masseusses are two Thai noblewoman, and they know just how to get to all those sensitive bid speckle and those aching sinew. You will never give birth had a massage like these two girls give"

We undressed down to just our knickers, and for the first time in my animation I saw Jenny's almost naked body. Yesterday I had seen my mum naked, now today it was my aunty. She showed no suppression whatsoever as she undressed, and I could see what lovely breasts she had, and what a cute pert bum too, as she had on little more than a g string under her jeans.

Her breasts were orotund than mine, like her sis but not by a lot. They were house and nicely snipe, but I couldn't help noticing her nipples. They seemed a little larger than mine, and quite large. Were they even a minuscule tough and erect ?
Very, very, sexy I thought. I bet she'd had them sucked a few times.

I put these persuasion out of my head - she was my aunt after all. What was I thinking of - finis night getting turned on by my mum, now feeling aroused by the plenty of my aunt's tits - and together we put on our robe and went off for our massage.

To be continued……………..