It all started when my female parent called me on the phone at schooling and left me a content. And it has changed my life - a weekend with an aunty - an experience of a life-time !

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

`` aunty Jenny has just rung to say the admirer staying with her at her Lake District hotel has had to go household, so she wondered if you would like to hire her place for Friday and Sabbatum dark. I can take you over to the hotel, then she will bestow you back on Billy Sunday good afternoon. I 'll meet you after school day if you like, and we can look for some Nice wearing apparel for you to fall apart - it sounds a really plush hotel. '' Mum added.

I could n't say no. Indeed, I did n't desire to. I had always got on very well with my aunt - we were really near, and I always just called her jenny. She was my Mum 's younger sister, and there was a quite a gap between their long time, so she was only 10 yr older than my age of 16. We always seemed to have a lot in common, she showed a literal sake in me and over the shoemaker's last few yr even more so.

Funnily enough, I was probably capable to talk about almost as much with my mum as with my auntie, but with the exception of sex. Whereas aunty jennet would quite frequently work up the case of my sexual development, my adventures, and my growing discovery of all affair erotic, my female parent seemed less volition to discuss such affair, almost seeming glad to give 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 terminal figure I did n't realize, but one which led to quite an enjoyable discussion with my aunt as she explained it to me later ! ! )

I had an older sister who I missed very lots as she was away at University, and a dad who spent long geological period of the yr away from home as a merchant merchant marine skipper 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 lop mostly as I liked, and never had any qualms about me spending clip with boys, or indeed female child. She would always testify an interest in any friend I brought home, and my girl in particular used to say how favorable I was to give birth such an loose minded free thinking woman for a mum.

Thus, it was no substantial surprise to obtain mum encouraging me to take a day off school to give birth a trip away if she thought it would be something special for me to enjoy.

But back to my aunt jenny. I really did hump her caller, and I loved the fact that we could talk about anything together, clothes, moving-picture show, boyfriends, girlfriends, and even sex. In fact, although I had n't really realised it, recently, especially sex ! I regarded her more as a champion than an aunty I think, and the thought of expenditure two unit days away and alone with just her, filled me full of agitation and anticipation. Occasionally, she had regaled me with one or two of her more erotic adventure, and I could n't avail feeling a special 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 quiver of upheaval extended down between my stage, where I felt that altogether familiar sense of rousing and even a slight dampening. Goodness, what was I thinking ... ... ... ... ....


That nighttime, after schooltime, mum took me to the shops so she could help me select something worthy for two days and dark away in a sumptuosity hotel.

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

That did surprise me a piffling, my mum referring to her babe as `` pretty hot '', but I certainly could n't differ 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 couple of short-circuit 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 bloomers, and a particularly daring bra which made the most of my belittled 34b breasts, even emphasising the shape of my nipples through it.

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

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

"It's a pleasure truelove. If a mum can't spend a little time with her peculiar daughter, then she shouldn't be a mum. And besides, it's lovely to see you looking so sexy and worthy. If I know jenny ass, she won't be able to believe just how lovely her telephone number one niece looks when she sees you tomorrow. I can almost get wind her heart skipping a beat now !"

I was again surprised to hearing my mother talk like this, but I have to take on I really enjoyed the duplicate care she was giving me, and even the tinge 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 Lapplander sizing, both quite tall, about 5ft 9, slim and gymnastic, and I tried a number of mum 's dresses on in her bedroom, stripping down to my bra and panties in battlefront of her with her helping me, and mum even trying on my new frock herself. This latter meant that I saw my own mother in just her bra and breeches, and I have to admit that I could n't serve but look up to her body.

Mum had had me early in her life which meant that she was only 16 age older than me, and while her breasts were a niggling fuller than mine, they still seemed a wonderful contour, and her bum in the surprisingly lean pair of knickers she was wearing, looked lovely and business firm. I even found my eyes drifting down to the social movement of her panties, and I could n't help noticing that there seemed no dark outline under the thinly fabric - `` Goodness, had my mum shaved her pussy ? '' I wondered to myself with another gamy little pang of excitement.

By the time we had finished, I had got exactly what we both agreed would be desirable. A long black frock tight round the shank, fairly low cut, and with a puss up the front which Mum said nicely showed off my long legs, still tanned from a Recent epoch vacation in Greece and a poor dress which I absolutely loved ; white with blue passementerie, again lowish, showing off my breasts and with slight strap leaving my tan shoulders almost completely simple and really emphasising my figure.

Mum complimented me on my selection, and even made nice comment on my breasts and flesh, 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 own a word with my sister to take a crap sure she takes skilful guardianship of you, '' she said with a naughty grin.

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

This was the first time mum had ever mentioned me looking sexy, and also female child being attracted, or even attractive, and I could n't avail wondering if mum had ever had an interestingness in that guidance. At one time while we had been trying on clothes, she 'd run her deal down my back, smoothing a dress over my bum, and I had a strange boot as her fingers traced the synopsis of my back end and down over the back of my thighs. A queerly internal touch modality 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 set for two nights and days in a dainty hotel. I took the clothes back to my elbow room, now just wearing my bra and pants, and started putting things together for the weekend. For some reason I was now feeling as horny as blaze - 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 cerebration of the weekend, or whether even it was the occasional slightly revelatory commentary mum had made, but I had a desperate urge to touch myself. I hadn't had sex for a match of months, having finished with my fellow, and I had had to resort to masturbation for my sexual 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 tell my twat was already damp.

I had heard the rain shower running next door, so I knew Mum had been in the cascade, 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 couple to a greater extent things from Mum's room, and I quickly slipped in there, again with only if 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 fall back apart, one hand playing with one of her breasts, and the former bridge player holding a vibrator against her snatch, and rubbing it over and around her button. Her eyes, were closed, and she was moaning quietly to herself as she slowly became more and more conjure up in figurehead of my eyes. I should accept left immediately, but I was strangely drawn to the raft of my own female parent masturbating, so rather than leave I stayed watching for a few minutes 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 steal back out of the elbow room. I must give birth made some slight disturbance though, because mum suddenly opened her center and saw me.

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

"No Mum, I 'm blue, it 's my fault, I did n't cognise you were still up here or I would n't consume come in to your room,"I said, disappearing out of her room, 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 couple of sex miniature in her way, so I knew that she pleasured herself with them. But to actually see her, naked, her pussycat wet and exposed in figurehead 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 same urge to touch and arouse herself just like I almost did.

I went in the shower myself, and while I fingered my cunny a fiddling and played with my knocker and pap as I washed, I had lost the desperate urge to make myself cum. After all, I had all Nox, so after getting dressed I went downstairs, where I was indeed still struggling with all the strange emotions I was experiencing.

Being semi naked with my mother choosing clothes, notion ( and enjoying ) her touch modality on my bum, and now seeing her naked, seeing her uncovered lovehole, and seeing her masturbating was all managing to totally jumble and gravel me, and not to say also, strangely arouse and commove me.

I must admit, therefore, that I was a slight nervous about seeing mum after what had happened in her chamber, 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 shift"she said with a grin and a kiss on my buttock, and we said no more, although I could n't facilitate but be more than usually aware of her breasts pressing against mine as we hugged, and both of us maybe held on to each early just a little prospicient than usual.

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

Later that night as we were chatting, we started talking about jenny ass, 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 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 fingers deep inside my by now very wet and unprovoked pussy and bringing myself off a couple of times. Imagine my surprise to see beside my bed, mum's vibrator, with a little note saying"just in casing ! ! !"

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

I needed to cum really badly, so I rubbed my clit with my fingerbreadth before letting the vibrator payoff over. I had used one before, but I tend to favour my fingers, but on this occasion I was so despairing 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 indisputable I made quite a noise, 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 cunt, rubbing them up and down my soaking twat, tasting my own juice from my digit, 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 raw nipples. Thank goodness I 'd thought to put a towel under myself, or I 'm surely my sheets would have been soaked !

Eventually I drifted off to sleep, exhausted with my sexual stimulus, and next daybreak I was up early, ate a quick breakfast, before mum took me to the post for the geartrain to the town where I was meeting Jenny.

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

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

We hugged, and mum kissed me on the mouth, telling me to enjoy myself."I know Jenny will look after you. cook sure you have lots of fun together, and wee-wee the almost of this extra opportunity to spend meter with jennet"were her farewell row.

She seemed to add extra emphasis on that net sentence and I have to admit I was still feeling a little horny after last dark, so when I went to the power train toilet for a pee, I spent a petty longer in there than I should, not cumming, but playing with myself a little, pushing my finger's breadth into my cunt, tasting my sweet juices from them, then putting them back and rubbing them over my clit. My kitty lips were engorged, as was my clit, and I found them extremely sore to every contact of my finger. I loved the look, sensitive, bland, moist, and erotic as I slid my finger's breadth up and down my slit. I seemed to be constantly getting into a DoS 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 admit I did also have the occasional mentation about seeing my mum raw, her legs apart, her sex wide open, fingering her tit and playing with her pap while rubbing her clit and using the toy on herself. I couldn't assistance but get myself being strangely aroused, but I put those thoughts behind me as the train pulled into the station and I saw Jenny waiting for me.

She looked capital. She had on tight jeans, a white t shirt, both of which emphasised her corking figure, and black horseshoe with just enough of a heel to emphasize the contour of her blue jean clad legs. She was about the Saami tiptop as me, 5ft 8 or 9, and the denim 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 titty, her nipples poking through the material 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 let to hold back you very close to me for the adjacent two days and make trusted all your inevitable admirers do n't kidnap you away.

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

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

"Come on, I'll show you our hotel and room, I 'm certain you 'll love it,"she said,"then I've booked us a massage each before dejeuner. You'll adore that too, I just know"

It was only a shortsighted journey to the hotel, and she took me straight up to our room.
Wow. It was huge, and so luxurious. There was a fabulous bathroom with a spa bathroom ("house of cards and squirt of water coming at you in all the gamey aphrodisiac places"Jenny said as she gave me a hug ), a separate sitting room with a couch and a large hot seat, but superbia of place went to the genuine chamber with in the middle this huge 4 placard bed.

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

"jenny this is nonplus ”, I said"Come and let me give you a hug ”.

She joined me on the bed, and I hugged her tight, again our breasts touching and this clock time me holding her whole body against mine, and her hugging me tight as well, our altogether torso pressed against one another.

"It's a delight"she replied."I've wanted us to spend some time together for long time, and this seemed the perfect chance. I hope you do n't mind that there is only one bed, it 's the just way they had. come on, let's get discase and go down to the massage room. The masseusses are two Thai gentlewoman, and they know just how to get to all those sensitive tender pip and those aching muscles. You will never have had a massage like these two girls give"

We undressed down to just our pants, and for the first time in my life I saw William Le Baron Jenny's almost naked body. Yesterday I had seen my mum raw, now today it was my auntie. 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 boob were larger than mine, like her baby but not by a lot. They were firm and nicely fill out, but I couldn't help noticing her nipples. They seemed a little declamatory than mine, and quite prominent. Were they even a piffling difficult and rear ?
Very, very, sexy I thought. I bet she'd had them sucked a few times.

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

To be continued……………..