Pt.1 So innocent.
MILF yeah,in todays terminology but in yester-year it was just teen lust.
Although this was a long time ago,its as clear in my mind as if it happened yesterday.
"Dirty little bugger,I know what you're at again!" That was my maternal aunt speaking as I sat in a chair watching her polish the floor on her hands and knee's. God! When she stetched forward my heart nearly stopped beating. - House proud? yeah I suppose so,but to me in my puberty,she was prick teasing and knew it! - As she'd glanced up from her chore,she'd caught me again while I was entranced watching her boobs swing to and fro inside her silk blouse.
Pre-nylon days these; which meant womens tops were made either of cotton or silk. So depending on the type of chore my aunt was doing and unknown to her,I had a prefered material for these different jobs. Silk for polishing for the simple reason,when it touched her nipples it made them go hard and more easily show against the soft material. But on wash days I liked her to wear a white cotton blouse because she had a habit when taking the washing to her line, - No tumbler dryers then, - instead of a basket,she carried the larger items of cold wet washing and hugged it to her chest,this not only hardened her nipples,but by making the blouse wet in effect made it see through. (In today's parlance; Wet tee shirt style)
About my aunt: At about 40 she has the most sexy female body assets a young man in puberty (Joe that's Me ) with hormones running riot could hope to get close to and live. Lovely tits, - I've managed to see them,more in a while how - an hour glass firm figure and I'm betting her pussy bits are as good as her tits (Not seen yet,but I'm getting there) She has a nice friendly face with good features (Although my main interest is below the neck,but her lips are lovely,while at this stage in my innocence I didn't realise how significant a women's lips could be) topped with moderately long brown hair.
Sorry to digress a bit,lets get back to my reprimand. The tops I refered to tended to hang quite loose when my aunt leant forward or for that matter any female at the time with the obvious advantage to any male of our species lucky enough to be looking at the time. I think all women realised this to varying degrees because they never let the bottom hang outside the skirt waist band. But luckily my aunt had some excellent traits. Well,lucky for my prying eyes!
Firstly about the house,she discarded wearing of a bra.(much to the pleasure of yours truly) Secondly when in her house chore mode,she started formal enough,you know,blouse tucked in but as she stretched around,up and down the said garment broke out of her waist band and never then got tucked back in. Another trait was,no matter how fashion lengths changed downwards. When working she always used a shortish skirt,that is above the knee. Easy to work out this. If pinned under her knees as she moved the skirt would have been pulled from her hips. Drat too that!
So why the reprimand? The looseness of her blouse allowed it to droop enough to allow me sat strategically to watch her,from the top naked tits swing as she cleaned. - this is why I said earlier,prick teaser,it wasn't the first time she'd caught me but she didn't do anything to hide them and stop me seeing and she equally must have known just how much I could see because if she looked down her belly she equally could observe her tits swinging naked and I reckon she did and the feeling of them swinging with me looking gave her a buss.
At the other end so to speak. When she faced away though her skirt was quite high up when bent over or kneeling on all fours,I loved looking at her thighs and because the skirt stopped just short of showing her knicker gusset,when I craftily slouched and put my head sideways I could just see her knickers gusset with the rest of her airtex knickers running up her belly when legs were spread open a little or a lot for that matter. Very occasionally the shadow of her belly button was immediately above the elastic waistband. The best view of this was if she happened to have her light blue silk knickers on. These pressed into her slit and clearly showed a wet crease line (It wasn't wee either) again another reason for me to think she teased me. If slightly off line I can also see up her blouse from the bottom giving me an under tit view although a bit in shadow it still helps my hardon.
Tease me it did and all! I was wanking myself stupid and spent virtually all my spare time round and around my aunt. I had noticed an almost hidden smile on my aunts lips sometimes and I'm positive this was when she spotted my hardon's. If I disappear for a little bit to have a crafty wank,she gives me a knowing wink as well on my return. I had become desperate to see more,so I made an attempt to up the stakes.
"Aunt Jossie, was it the same when you were a teenager? you know! with boys in your case but girls in mine" "How do you mean Joey,times have changed you know" "Well,girls my own age hang around in pairs and giggle and act stupid,you know? if a guy shows an interest in one of them" "Interest Joe! You mean boy girl interest,yeah?" "Yeah,like you blasts me out for,like you know when you catch me.YOU KNOW?" "OH YEAH! I know now what you mean, lets put it like this.Girls want attention but equally are a bit scared,at the same time some are more daring than their mate and these usually get it first" "IT?" "Joey,you know what I mean,you're trying to make me say it,I know!! and well I'm just not going too"
I change tack a little. "Yeah but I find it hard" (Serious stare from my aunt) "You see,I feel great around you like,it makes me feel more grown up and" (I hesitate now) "I keep feeling I want to hold and squeeze you,sorry!" "Aah! You mean you have a crush on your poor aunt,now we're getting to the nub of your questions" She hit me for six with what she then said. "Go on then,show me how you would hold me" I'm now stopped dead in my tracks. I want to squeeze her tits and feel down towards her pussy,you know over her belly and pubes, at this stage I'd not even dreamed of touching her cunt.
Now rooted to the spot,I stood in front of her,my face on fire. "Go on then what ya' standing there for,show me what you mean" "How?" I blurt. "Come here you randy little bugger!" I move close,my aunt wasn't that tall but she was slightly taller than I was. Wrapping her arms around me and pulling me in,her tits then squash into me all soft and lovely and I get an electric shock,no not from her silk top,from my cock coming against my aunts thigh,well I say thigh but it was partly in the groove between her thighs. I can feel my hardon pressing up against my aunts mound of Venus,she smiling says, "Come on hold me,grab your hands round my ass a bit!"
She moved a bit,I'm not sure how but it was as if she had high heels on and my cock lowered into her thigh area. Fuck! My cocks against her cunt. "That what you're after,I said just now you are a dirty little sod. But don't you ever tell anybody I let or more,I showed you what it feels like" I was fucking dumb stuck! Smiling she kissed my forehead then put her mouth right close to my ear saying, "Go on then,go and have that wank while I make us a cup of tea! I didn't move I couldn't I'd just shot spunk all down the inside of my pants.
Slightly emboldened,on my visits now. If my aunt was stood,I'd come up behind her and put my hands round her waist and cup her tits outside her blouse,"Guess who?" became my stock in trade question. "That randy Joey" was always my aunts answer. Then a little later,say a month,perhaps six weeks,I pushed the envelope even further. Coming up behind aunty I put my hands over her eyes,"Guess who?" "Can't be Joey he's covering my eyes" Uncovering her eye's,from behind I know she's grinning. As I put my hands round her waist I put them straight up inside her blouse and cup her two tits with my fore finger flicking her erect nipples. "Who now?" "Can't be Joey,he'd never play with his aunty's nipples skin on"
I'm now totally excited with her exceptance of my lavish antics and with my hard cock pressing hard into her ass groove I lower my hands down across her belly and pubes,with still no rejection I raise my right hand while my left hand is still rubbing her front pubic area. I forage to get my hand down past the elastic of these waistbands not believing as I feel her drawing her belly in to help my progress. I know I'm about to cum as my hand gets the first touch of her pubes. Aunts reaction to this touch was,she put her head back alongside my own and sucking in her breath,then as a gasping outlet of her breath warmed my ear lobe, "Gently go on gently,yeah that's right,that's the top of me you're feeling now,for fucks sake never tell anyone I let you do this,our family would disown me" We were both trembling like fuck!
At just sixteen my finger found the very juicy slit of a mature woman. The 'toy boy' had been invented,but I bet that I wasn't the first ever. She stood leaning into me as I felt for more,although I was at my limit of stretch around and down her knickers I could just feel the hole in her wet what felt like gluey slit. "No more Joey! No more! not now!" I felt her stressfully shaking and shudder. Although I wasn't sure then,I'd just brought my aunt off with my first ever foreplay of a women. Of course I had by now fingered some girls,but this was altogether different. My aunt had been divorced for ages and she had let me get her off.
What else was in store? Well have to see in a while.
Who cares? I got mine.