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Aunt Jolie

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Category: Male-Female (MF)
Submitted by: Anon Age: 60's Gender: Male

A memory that has always been with me

I'm going back quite a few years, to a time when I was about 14 and I would be sent to a farm for a month or so each year to get away from city life. The place was run by an uncle of mine and it was something that I'd come to look forward to each summer. He was married to Jolie, they had no children of their own so they kind of welcomed visits from me and my cousins. That year I was on my own.

Jolie and her husband had always been pretty casual in front of us kids, nothing demonstrative, but we'd all use the same bathroom and from very early on I'd see them in the shower or on the john, and of course they me. Not that it made them any different, except that Jolie and her husband had little in common and they fought a lot.

That year, I'd barely arrived when he went down with a back that we thought he'd broken. He'd lifted something heavy and we had to get him into the old car and to a doctor. There was nothing for it, the doc told Jolie, he'd have to be what he termed 'stretched', which was what they did in those days: on his back in bed, heavy weights on his legs for a week or 10 days to relieve pressure on the lower spine.

Jolie decided that we should stay in town so that she could visit each day. Anyway, she said, it was a welcome break and we'd see some movies and get around a little. At least she had the car. We booked into a small motel on the outskirts because it was cheaper and it didn't surprise me that there was only one large king-sized bed. More economic, she said. Obviously, it was.

Come bed time that first night Jolie was between the sheets before I'd even emerged from the bathroom where'd I'd washed and brushed my teeth. "I always sleep in the buff," she'd warned earlier, just so that I knew. But I had been aware of that for a long time because by then Jolie was more than an aunt. She was perky and trim and I couldn't help looking at her tits when the opportunity occasionally presented itself: a very pretty woman of about 35. She never said a word when she saw me looking: probably put it down to the kind of sexual curiosity that comers with puberty.

Because it was hot, I slept in my jockeys. She was already asleep when I crept into bed but I did use the opportunity to peek -- her back was facing me and her bare ass, almost within touching distance was beautiful.

I thought what the hell and took off my underwear as well. She certainly wouldn't mind, I knew, not that anything could happen.

It did, sort of. It must have been early morning when I woke with Jolie fast asleep and cuddled in close to me. Her one arm dangled over my stomach and her crotch was nestled into one of my legs. I could feel her bush and that immediately set things with me becoming hard within moments.

Now I didn't have a big dick, yet, but it was OK. Also, there was some hair. I touched myself and would have loved to make myself there and then but I dared not: it would have woken Jolie and I didn't want that. Which was when her arm moved down and lay right across my hard-on.

Her subconscious must have told her that something wasn't right, which was when she turned over the other way, her ass again facing me and touching my body. Too aroused to let things lie, I spooned into her, close up, our bodies touching and the tip of my dick just touching her hairs. Which is when she sighed deeply and shuffled backwards so that my dick was now right between her legs.

I lay like that a long while, my cock throbbing right up close to her. Then, not able to hold out any longer, I slipped out of bed and went into the bathroom where I did what I had to, coming little spurts of cum into the bath. I didn't run the water because I didn't want to wake her, but when I came back into the bedroom, Jolie had just got up and was waiting to go into the bathroom herself.

Neither of us said anything about what'd happened, nor was anything mentioned all day. Not a word at dinner either when we got back from the hospital. She probably wasn't even aware of anything, I decided.

Come bed time, and it was the same as before, with Jolie between the sheets. I followed, taking off my jockey pants and for an hour or so, we watched television. Jolie was asleep by the time I switched off the set and the lights.

But this night was different. I'd been asleep a short while when Jolie turned over in bed and lay hard against my body, her bush tight against my leg again. I could hear from her breathing that she was asleep, but there was just the hint of stirring, her body against mine, a little movement for a minute or so that stopped after a while but left me with an erection to die for. Minutes later Jolie's hand covered mine and for a few brief moments embraced my balls. God! That was nice. I gasped, which was when she asked whether I was awake.

I obviously was, but I said nothing. Thinking that I might possibly still be asleep, she moved my hand away from my cock and slowly stroked it, using some spit to lubricate the tip. I came moments later but still didn't open my eyes. Jolie quietly and gently cleaned up and we both went back to sleep. By morning, though, I woke to find my hand on her bush and it stayed there, one of my fingers finding her wetness inside. She stirred, which was when I pulled away and headed back to the bathroom shortly afterwards.

I suppose I should have said something that day, because it was clear that we were both enjoying these little stolen moments. I didn't, nor did she, though she'd emerged naked from the bathroom and dressed in front of me. I couldn't take my eyes off her beautiful triangle of hair, knowing that I'd actually caressed it and gone inside a little. Obviously she couldn't help seeing that I was interested.

I'd smelt my fingers in the bathroom afterwards and it was incredibly sexual. Enough to make myself cum again.

The third night Jolie had a couple of glasses of wine with her meal and fell asleep early. So did I. But then, some time after midnight I woke to a sensation that I'd never experienced before. Jolie was lying between my legs and had my dick in her mouth. Slowly, deliciously, she sucked and played and caressed with her tongue. When she saw I was awake she stopped a little while and smiled.

"I thought that this was what we might both want to do, don't you think?"

In the excitement I touched my wet dick but she moved my hand away and went down to me again. That didn't stop until I came in her mouth. We did it twice more before morning, which is one of the blessings of youth. Jolie loved every moment of it.

From then Aunt Jolie and I could talk of nothing else when we were alone: this new discovery was as exciting for her as it was for me. By then, too, I'd done a bit of exploration of my own, which was when I discovered when a lovely salty taste it is down there and how a woman gasps the first time you roll your tongue over her clit.

Things moved on from there, but that's a story for another day...

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