It all started when my female parent called me on the phone at schooltime and left me a message. And it has changed my life - a weekend with an aunt - an experience of a lifespan !

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

`` auntie Jenny has just rung to say the supporter staying with her at her Lake territory hotel has had to go home base, so she wondered if you would like to charter her blank space for Friday and Saturday nighttime. I can choose you over to the hotel, then she will bring you back on Billy Sunday good afternoon. I 'll fill you after school if you like, and we can look for some gracious clothes for you to wear - it sounds a really lush 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 close, and I always just called her William Le Baron Jenny. She was my Mum 's youthful babe, and there was a quite a gap between their age, so she was only 10 long time older than my age of 16. We always seemed to have a lot in common, she showed a actual interest in me and over the close few years even more so.

Funnily enough, I was probably able to sing about almost as much with my mum as with my aunt, but with the exception of sex. Whereas aunty Jenny would quite frequently bring in up the subject of my sexual ontogeny, my dangerous undertaking, and my growing breakthrough of all things erotic, my mother seemed less willing to discuss such matter, almost seeming well-chosen to go away 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 swain 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 understand, but one which led to quite an enjoyable discussion with my auntie as she explained it to me later ! ! )

I had an old sister who I missed very a good deal as she was away at University, and a dad who spent retentive period of time of the year away from home as a merchant cargo ships chieftain after he and mum had become separated. This meant that mum and I were alone in the house and obviously spent quite a lot of time together. She always gave me a free reign to do much as I liked, let me primp mostly as I liked, and never had any qualms about me spending meter with boys, or indeed girls. She would always indicate an interest in any friend I brought home, and my lady friend in particular used to say how favorable I was to have such an open minded free thinking woman for a mum.

gum olibanum, it was no real surprisal to line up mum encouraging me to take a day off schooltime to have a head trip away if she thought it would be something special for me to enjoy.

But back to my aunty Jenny. I really did love her company, and I loved the fact that we could verbalize about anything together, clothes, pic, swain, girlfriends, and even sex. In fact, although I had n't really realised it, recently, especially sex ! I regarded her more as a friend than an aunt I think, and the view of expenditure two hale Clarence Shepard Day Jr. away and alone with just her, filled me full of excitement and anticipation. Occasionally, she had regaled me with one or two of her more erotic adventures, and I could n't help feeling a exceptional thrill and I wondered if this weekend could turn out to be another one, but this time one which included me ! And maybe that little chill of excitation extended down between my stage, where I felt that altogether familiar spirit sense of arousal and even a thin moistening. Goodness, what was I thinking ... ... ... ... ....


That night, after schooltime, mum took me to the shop class so she could serve me take something worthy for two days and dark away in a luxury hotel.

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

That did surprise me a little, my mum referring to her sister as `` middling hot '', but I certainly could n't disagree with her verbal description as I often thought of her that way myself, so it was with a growing good sense of excitement that I chose a couplet of short dresses, a new annulus, and even some new rather daring new underclothes, Mum persuading me that I should buy a sexy set of matching Theodore Harold White, lacy, bra and drawers, and a particularly daring bra which made the most of my low 34b breasts, even emphasising the material body of my mammilla through it.

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

"Mmm, mum ”, I can't postponement, I replied,"I can't believe how upright it is of you to spend all this time with me."

"It's a pleasure steady. If a mum can't spend a little time with her special girl, then she shouldn't be a mum. And besides, it's lovely to see you looking so sexy and desirable. If I know Jenny, she won't be able-bodied to believe just how lovely her number one niece looks when she sees you tomorrow. I can almost hear her heart skipping a beat now !"

I was again surprise to hearing my mother talk like this, but I have to let in I really enjoyed the extra tending she was giving me, and even the touch of naughtiness was adding a special little thrill to everything.

So that 's what we did when we got home. Mum and I are about the same sizing, both quite tall, about 5ft 9, slim and gymnastic, and I tried a turn of mum 's dresses on in her bedroom, stripping down to my bra and scanty in front 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 knee pants, and I have to allow that I could n't facilitate but admire her body.

Mum had had me other in her life history which meant that she was only 16 years senior than me, and while her breasts were a fiddling Buckminster Fuller than mine, they still seemed a tremendous material body, and her bum in the surprisingly skimpy yoke of knee breeches she was wearing, looked lovely and firm. I even found my eyes drifting down to the presence of her panties, and I could n't help oneself noticing that there seemed no dark outline under the thin stuff - `` good, had my mum shaved her pussy ? '' I wondered to myself with another naughty fiddling sting of excitement.

By the clock time we had finished, I had got exactly what we both agreed would be desirable. A retentive pitch-dark apparel tight round the waist, fairly low cut, and with a slit up the straw man which Mum said nicely showed off my long legs, still tanned from a recent holiday in Hellenic Republic and a little wearing apparel which I absolutely loved ; ashen with bluing trim, again lowish, showing off my titty and with thin straps leaving my tanned shoulder almost completely bare and really emphasising my figure.

Mum complimented me on my choice, and even made dainty comments on my knocker and trope, saying how nice my boobs were and how she bet there 'd be plenty boys eyeing me up over the weekend, and maybe even one or two girls.

'' I think I 'd better have a Logos with my sister to fix certainly she takes good tending of you, '' she said with a risque grin.

'' promised land knows what care you are going to get looking as sexy and desirable as this ! ``

This was the inaugural prison term mum had ever mentioned me looking aphrodisiac, and also girls being attracted, or even attractive, and I could n't help wondering if mum had ever had an interest in that focusing. At one time while we had been trying on clothes, she 'd run her hands down my back, smoothing a dress over my bum, and I had a strange quiver as her finger's breadth traced the outline of my backside and down over the dorsum of my second joint. A strangely intimate 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 ready for two Night and solar day in a nice hotel. I took the clothes back to my room, now just wearing my bra and knickers, and started putting things together for the weekend. For some reason I was now feeling as horny as hell - maybe it was trying all these clothes on with my mum with us both having just our underwear on, and sometimes even just our knickers, or whether it was the opinion of the weekend, or whether even it was the casual slightly suggestive comments mum had made, but I had a desperate urge to touch myself. I hadn't had sex for a twain of months, having finished with my fellow, and I had had to recur 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 aching between my thighs, and I could tell my pussy was already moist.

I had heard the exhibitioner running next threshold, so I knew Mum had been in the shower, and I thought by now she would take gone downstairs, so I was confident I wouldn't be interrupted. get-go though, I wanted to get a couple more things from Mum's room, and I quickly slipped in there, again with lone my underclothing on.

I could hardly conceive the sight that met me when I went in - far from having gone downstairs, my mum was lying on the bed naked, her lags apart, one hired hand playing with one of her breasts, and the other hand holding a vibrator against her slit, 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 aroused in battlefront of my center. I should have left immediately, but I was strangely drawn to the sight of my own mother masturbating, so rather than leave I stayed watching for a few hour feeling myself becoming more and more aroused. Finally, I knew I should n't let her see me in this highly personal moment, so I tried to slip back out of the room. I must make made some little disturbance though, because mum suddenly opened her eyes and saw me.

"Oh my God ”, she said, her fount flushing with embarrassment, as she pulled the vibrator away from her pussy and sat up on the bed,"I'm so sorry Danni ”.

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

I didn't know 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 life. I had also seen a duo of sex toys in her room, so I knew that she pleasured herself with them. But to actually see her, naked, her cunt wet and exposed in front of me, aroused and playing with herself, was a completely different matter.

Maybe she had felt horny just like I had. Maybe she had felt the same urge to touch and call down herself just like I almost did.

I went in the cascade myself, and while I fingered my cunny a little and played with my pap and nipples as I washed, I had lost the desperate urge to bring in myself cum. After all, I had all night, so after getting dressed I went downstairs, where I was indeed still struggling with all the strange emotions I was experiencing.

being articulated lorry naked with my mother choosing clothes, feeling ( and enjoying ) her touch on my bum, and now seeing her raw, seeing her exposed lovehole, and seeing her masturbating was all managing to totally confuse and mystify me, and not to say also, strangely arouse and arouse me.

I must include, therefore, that I was a fiddling nervous about seeing mum after what had happened in her bedroom, 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 faulting"she said with a smile and a kiss on my cheek, and we said no more, although I could n't help but be more than usually aware of her breasts 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 conceive my mother looked rather aphrodisiac that evening. My own mother ? Whatever was I thinking ?

Later that nighttime as we were chatting, we started talking about Jenny, 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 individual"mum said, and I noted she said person, not man.

Anyway, by the time I got back to my room I was really looking forward to my weekend away with Jenny, and I admit I was also looking forward to getting my finger deep inside my by now very wet and wanton pussy and bringing myself off a couple of times. Imagine my surprise to see beside my bed, mum's vibrator, with a short note saying"just in suit ! ! !"

I couldn't postponement, and in what seemed seconds I was naked on a towel on my bed with showtime my finger, then the vibrator rubbing my so, so sensitive cunt.

I needed to cum really badly, so I rubbed my clitoris with my fingers before letting the vibrator take over. I had used one before, but I tend to prefer my digit, but on this social function I was so desperate for respite that I just put the toy up to maximum, and pressed and rubbed it around my engorged button. I came in no time, and I am sure I made quite a randomness, 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 fingers in and out of my sopping snatch, rubbing them up and down my soak twat, tasting my own succus from my finger, and even slipping one finger up my arsehole for a picayune while, while I used the vibrator again, and also squeezing and tweaking my erect and sensitive mammilla. Thank goodness I 'd thought to put a towel under myself, or I 'm trusted my shroud would have been soaked !

Eventually I drifted off to sleep, exhausted with my sexual input, and next dawning I was up early, ate a straightaway breakfast, before mum took me to the place for the train 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 little deliver. I hope you can do without it for two night"I replied, with a smiling.

We hugged, and mum kissed me on the sassing, telling me to enjoy myself."I know jenny ass will look after you. micturate for certain you have gobs of fun together, and attain the nearly of this limited opportunity to expend meter with William Le Baron Jenny"were her parting Bible.

She seemed to add extra emphasis on that concluding sentence and I have to include I was still feeling a little horny after last night, so when I went to the caravan toilet for a pee, I spent a little longer in there than I should, not cumming, but playing with myself a footling, pushing my fingerbreadth into my cunt, tasting my sweetened juices from them, then putting them back and rubbing them over my button. My pussy lips were engorged, as was my clit, and I found them extremely sensitive to every touch sensation of my fingers. I loved the feel, sensitive, smooth, moist, and titillating as I slid my finger up and down my slit. I seemed to be constantly getting into a state of matter of arousal, and I wasn't really sure why. I mean, I was going to spend a weekend with my aunt, and aphrodisiac 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 admit I did also have the casual thought about seeing my mum naked, her legs apart, her sex wide surface, fingering her breasts and playing with her teat while rubbing her button and using the toy on herself. I couldn't assistant but line up myself being strangely aroused, but I put those mentation behind me as the gear pulled into the station and I saw Jenny waiting for me.

She looked great. She had on tight dungaree, a white t shirt, both of which emphasised her smashing public figure, and black shoes with just sufficiency of a heel to underline the shape of her denim clad legs. She was about the same elevation as me, 5ft 8 or 9, and the jeans showed off her cover girl bum to perfection. The t shirt was v necked, and showed a hint of cleavage, her top tight over her bosom, her nipples poking through the textile slightly. We kissed and hugged, me feeling her chest against mine as we did so.

"Goodness, you look great Danni ”, she said, standing back and looking me up and down. `` I can see I 'm going to stimulate to keep you very close to me for the adjacent two days and produce sure as shooting all your inevitable admirer do n't snatch you away.

For some reason I was especially pleased I had spent so often meter choosing my clothes and caused such a chemical reaction from my favourite aunt.

"You look pretty good too, William Le Baron Jenny"I replied. `` Maybe I 'm going to have to go along just as close an eye on you too ... .. ''

"Come on, I'll appearance you our hotel and way, I 'm certain you 'll love it,"she said,"then I've booked us a massage each before tiffin. 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 Brobdingnagian, and so epicurean. There was a fabulous john with a spa Bath ("Bubbles and jets of water coming at you in all the naughtiest aphrodisiacal places"Jenny said as she gave me a hug ), a single out sitting room with a couch and a large hot seat, but superbia of topographic point went to the factual bedroom with in the middle this huge 4 bill sticker bed.

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

"Jenny this is astonish ”, I said"ejaculate and let me give you a hug ”.

She joined me on the bed, and I hugged her tight, again our knocker touching and this fourth dimension me holding her whole torso against mine, and her hugging me tight as well, our whole bodies pressed against one another.

"It's a joy"she replied."I've wanted us to drop some time together for old age, and this seemed the pure opportunity. I hope you do n't mind that there is only one bed, it 's the just room they had. semen on, let's get undressed and go down to the massage room. The masseusses are two Central Thai Lady, and they know just how to get to all those sensitive stamp spot and those aching muscle. You will never have had a massage like these two girls give"

We undressed down to just our knickers, and for the first time in my life I saw jenny's almost naked dead body. Yesterday I had seen my mum naked, now today it was my auntie. She showed no inhibition 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 titty were heavy than mine, like her babe but not by a lot. They were firm and nicely polish, but I couldn't help noticing her teat. They seemed a little larger than mine, and quite spectacular. Were they even a little hard and erect ?
Very, very, sexy I thought. I bet she'd had them sucked a few times.

I put these thoughts 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 vision of my aunt's titty - and together we put on our gown and went off for our massage.

To be continued……………..