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

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

`` Aunt jenny has just rung to say the friend staying with her at her Lake territorial dominion hotel has had to go home, so she wondered if you would wish to take her place for Friday and Sabbatum nights. I can take you over to the hotel, then she will bring you back on Sunday good afternoon. I 'll meet you after school day if you like, and we can look for some nice clothes for you to assume - it sounds a really lucullan hotel. '' Mum added.

I could n't say no. Indeed, I did n't need to. I had always got on very well with my auntie - we were really close, and I always just called her Jenny. She was my Mum 's younger sis, and there was a quite a gap between their yr, so she was only 10 years older than my age of 16. We always seemed to have got a lot in mutual, she showed a veridical involvement in me and over the finally few year even more so.

Funnily enough, I was probably able to talk about almost as a lot with my mum as with my aunt, but with the exception of sex. Whereas auntie jenny ass would quite frequently take up the guinea pig of my sexual development, my adventure, and my growing discovery of all matter erotic, my mother seemed less willing to talk about such things, almost seeming happy to leave it all to Jenny.

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

I had an erstwhile sister who I missed very much as she was away at University, and a dad who spent prospicient periods of the twelvemonth away from home as a merchandiser shipping senior pilot after he and mum had become separated. This meant that mum and I were alone in the business firm and obviously spent quite a lot of time together. She always gave me a detached reign to do much as I liked, let me plume mostly as I liked, and never had any qualms about me spending fourth dimension with boys, or indeed girls. She would always show an pursuit in any friend I brought home, and my lady friend in special used to say how lucky I was to possess such an unfastened minded free thinking womanhood for a mum.

Thus, it was no real surprise to find mum encouraging me to carry a day off school to have a stumble away if she thought it would be something special for me to enjoy.

But back to my Aunt William Le Baron Jenny. I really did love her company, and I loved the fact that we could talk about anything together, dress, films, swain, girl, and even sex. In fact, although I had n't really realised it, recently, especially sex ! I regarded her more as a admirer than an aunt I think, and the opinion of disbursal two whole days 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 dangerous undertaking, and I could n't help feeling a peculiar 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 tingle of agitation extended down between my stage, where I felt that altogether familiar sense of arousal and even a little moistening. Goodness, what was I thinking ... ... ... ... ....


That nighttime, after school, mum took me to the shop class so she could help me choose something desirable for two twenty-four hour period and nights away in a luxury hotel.

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

That did storm me a fiddling, my mum referring to her sister as `` passably hot '', but I certainly could n't take issue with her verbal description as I often thought of her that way myself, so it was with a growing sense of excitement that I chose a yoke of short dresses, a new skirt, and even some new rather daring new underclothes, Mum persuading me that I should buy a sexy set of matching white, lacy, bra and trouser, and a particularly daring bra which made the almost of my small 34b bosom, even emphasising the frame of my mammilla through it.

'' You never know what might happen when you are at the hotel ''. Mum said. `` And we can go through my closet too when we get home. It 's a really smart hotel, and you want to consume some nice clothes for the evenings ''

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

"It's a joy truelove. If a mum can't spend a little time with her special daughter, 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 to believe just how lovely her turn one niece looks when she sees you tomorrow. I can almost hear her nitty-gritty skipping a beat now !"

I was again storm to hearing my mother talk like this, but I have to admit I really enjoyed the special attention she was giving me, and even the hint of naughtiness was adding a peculiar piffling thrill 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 acrobatic, and I tried a number of mum 's frock on in her bedroom, stripping down to my bra and panties in nominal head of her with her helping me, and mum even trying on my new apparel herself. This latter meant that I saw my own female parent in just her bra and knee breeches, and I have to admit 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 previous than me, and while her breasts were a fiddling fuller than mine, they still seemed a wonderful shape, and her bum in the surprisingly lean pair of knickers she was wearing, looked lovely and firm. I even found my centre drifting down to the front of her scanty, and I could n't help noticing that there seemed no colored precis under the thin fabric - `` good, had my mum shaved her pussy ? '' I wondered to myself with another naughty piddling stab of excitement.

By the clock time we had finished, I had got exactly what we both agreed would be suitable. A long black dress tight round the waist, fairly low cut, and with a cunt up the social movement which Mum said nicely showed off my foresightful legs, still tanned from a Recent vacation in Greece and a shorter dress which I absolutely loved ; white with blue clipping, again lowish, showing off my breasts and with thin shoulder strap leaving my tanned articulatio humeri almost completely bare and really emphasising my figure.

Mum complimented me on my choice, and even made nice input on my bosom and build, saying how nice my dummy 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 word with my sister to make sure she takes good care of you, '' she said with a gamy grin.

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

This was the commencement time mum had ever mentioned me looking sexy, and also girl being attracted, or even attractive, and I could n't help oneself wondering if mum had ever had an interest in that instruction. At one prison term while we had been trying on clothes, she 'd run her hands down my back, smoothing a attire over my bum, and I had a strange rush as her finger traced the outline of my backside and down over the back of my second joint. A oddly 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 dress I had bought earlier we agreed I was perfectly ready for two nights and days 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 rationality 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 thought of the weekend, or whether even it was the occasional slightly suggestive comments mum had made, but I had a desperate impulse to touch myself. I hadn't had sex for a couple of month, having finished with my boyfriend, and I had had to repair to masturbation for my sexual satisfaction, something I must include I did fairly often. Most nighttime, in fact. Now again, I could feel that oh so familiar ache between my thighs, and I could tell my cunt was already moist.

I had heard the shower running following door, so I knew Mum had been in the exhibitor, and I thought by now she would have gone downstairs, so I was confident I wouldn't be interrupted. First though, I wanted to get a duad more affair from Mum's way, and I quickly slipped in there, again with just my underclothing on.

I could hardly believe the stack that met me when I went in - far from having gone downstairs, my mum was lying on the bed naked, her retardation apart, one deal 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 front of my heart. I should have left immediately, but I was strangely drawn to the visual sense of my own mother masturbating, so rather than go out I stayed watching for a few moment feeling myself becoming more and more aflame. 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 elbow room. I must accept made some slight noise though, because mum suddenly opened her eyes and saw me.

"Oh my God ”, she said, her typeface flushing with overplus, 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 room,"I said, disappearing out of her way, equally embarrassed, and quickly going back to my own.

I didn't bang how to experience - 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 couple of sex toys in her room, so I knew that she pleasured herself with them. But to actually see her, nude, her pussy wet and exposed in front line of me, aroused and playing with herself, was a completely unlike thing.

Maybe she had felt horny just like I had. Maybe she had felt the Sami urge to contact and sex herself just like I almost did.

I went in the shower myself, and while I fingered my cunny a trivial and played with my titty and mamilla as I washed, I had lost the desperate urge to get myself cum. After all, I had all night, so after getting dressed I went downstairs, where I was indeed still struggling with all the unknown emotions I was experiencing.

Being articulated lorry naked with my mother choosing wearing apparel, touch sensation ( and enjoying ) her touch on my bum, and now seeing her defenseless, 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 rouse me.

I must intromit, therefore, that I was a little nervous about seeing mum after what had happened in her sleeping room, 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 smiling and a kiss on my impudence, and we said no more, although I could n't help oneself but be Sir Thomas More than usually mindful of her knocker pressing against mine as we hugged, and both of us maybe held on to each former just a little recollective than usual.

Was I imagining things, or did I think my mother looked rather aphrodisiac that evening. My own mother ? Whatever was I thinking ?

Later that night 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 person"mum said, and I noted she said person, not man.

Anyway, by the clock time I got back to my way I was really looking forward to my weekend away with jenny ass, 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 clock time. Imagine my surprisal to see beside my bed, mum's vibrator, with a petty distinction saying"just in type ! ! !"

I couldn't delay, and in what seemed irregular I was naked on a towel on my bed with offset my fingers, then the vibrator rubbing my so, so sensitive cunt.

I needed to cum really badly, so I rubbed my clit with my finger's breadth before letting the vibrator takings over. I had used one before, but I tend to prefer my fingerbreadth, but on this occasion I was so dire for succour that I just put the toy up to maximum, and pressed and rubbed it around my engorged clit. I came in no sentence, and I am sure I made quite a racket, 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 finger in and out of my sopping pussy, rubbing them up and down my soaking slit, tasting my own succus from my fingers, and even slipping one digit 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 weather sheet would take in been soaked !

Eventually I drifted off to slumber, exhausted with my sexual stimulation, and next dawning I was up early, ate a nimble breakfast, before mum took me to the station for the gear to the town where I was meeting Jenny.

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

"Yes, all securely packed, including your little present. I hope you can do without it for two nights"I replied, with a grin.

We hugged, and mum kissed me on the rim, telling me to enjoy myself."I know William Le Baron Jenny will count after you. Make trusted you have plenty of fun together, and make the almost of this special chance to spend sentence with Jenny"were her start quarrel.

She seemed to add special emphasis on that net sentence and I have to admit I was still feeling a picayune horny after lastly Nox, so when I went to the train privy for a pee, I spent a trivial longer in there than I should, not cumming, but playing with myself a piffling, pushing my fingers into my cunt, tasting my sweet succus from them, then putting them back and rubbing them over my button. My pussy lips were engorged, as was my button, and I found them extremely tender to every touch of my fingers. I loved the flavor, tender, smooth, moist, and erotic as I slid my fingerbreadth up and down my cunt. I seemed to be constantly getting into a nation of arousal, and I wasn't really sure why. I mean, I was going to spend a weekend with my aunt, 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 hold the occasional thought process about seeing my mum naked, her legs apart, her sex wide open air, fingering her breasts and playing with her mammilla while rubbing her button and using the toy on herself. I couldn't help but find myself being strangely aroused, but I put those thoughts behind me as the gearing pulled into the station and I saw Jenny waiting for me.

She looked corking. She had on smashed jean, a whiteness t shirt, both of which emphasised her bang-up figure, and smuggled skid with just enough of a hound to accentuate the shape of her jean clad branch. She was about the Lapplander height as me, 5ft 8 or 9, and the jeans showed off her endearing bum to perfection. The t shirt was v make out, and showed a jot of segmentation, her top tight over her breasts, her nipples poking through the material slightly. We kissed and hugged, me feeling her bosom 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 keep you very close to me for the next two days and arrive at sure enough all your inevitable booster do n't snatch you away.

For some reason I was especially pleased I had spent so much time choosing my dress and caused such a reaction from my darling aunt.

"You look pretty good too, Jenny"I replied. `` Maybe I 'm going to have to hold open just as close an eye on you too ... .. ''

"Come on, I'll appearance you our hotel and elbow room, I 'm sure you 'll do it it,"she said,"then I've booked us a massage each before luncheon. 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 huge, and so deluxe. There was a fabulous bathroom with a spa bath ("Bubbles and jets of water coming at you in all the naughtiest aphrodisiacal space"jenny ass said as she gave me a hug ), a separate posing room with a lounge and a declamatory professorship, but pride of situation went to the genuine bedroom with in the center this huge 4 card bed.

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

"Jenny this is awe-inspiring ”, I said"seed and let me feed you a hug ”.

She joined me on the bed, and I hugged her tight, again our tit touching and this sentence me holding her whole dead body against mine, and her necking me tight as well, our whole dead body pressed against one another.

"It's a pleasure"she replied."I've wanted us to spend some clip together for ages, and this seemed the perfect chance. I hope you do n't bear in mind that there is only one bed, it 's the only room they had. ejaculate on, let's get undressed and go down to the massage room. The masseusses are two Thai noblewoman, and they know just how to get to all those sensitive stamp billet and those aching muscles. 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 body. Yesterday I had seen my mum raw, now today it was my aunty. She showed no inhibitions whatsoever as she undressed, and I could see what endearing breasts she had, and what a cute pert bum too, as she had on little more than a g bowed stringed instrument under her jeans.

Her titty were larger than mine, like her sisters but not by a lot. They were firm and nicely rounded, but I couldn't help noticing her nipple. They seemed a piddling turgid than mine, and quite large. Were they even a little gruelling and set up ?
Very, very, sexy I thought. I bet she'd had them sucked a few times.

I put these thoughts out of my mind - she was my aunt after all. What was I thinking of - last-place Night getting turned on by my mum, now feeling aroused by the mass of my auntie's tits - and together we put on our robes and went off for our massage.

To be continued……………..