Date: Wed, 23 Nov 2011 01:29:29 +0000
From: william michael <beau155@hotmail.com>
Subject: Aunt Natalie

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Fifteen year old Allen Zimmerman stood at the front door of his Aunt
Natalie's house with a beat up suitcase in hand.  He had wrung the doorbell
and was waiting for a response.  It had only been a three block walk from
the bus stop, but he wasn't the most fit teenager there was and he would
like to have been able to sit down.  It was only a minute before the door
opened but it seemed like a lot more.  When the door opened, there stood
his mother's older, and only, sister.

He knew she was about fifty.  She was taller than he by half a head and had
what would commonly be called a matronly figure with wide hips and heavy
breasts.  Unlike his mom, Aunt Natalie tended to smile a lot, as she did
now.

"Allen, sweetheart, it's so good to see you.  Give your old Auntie a hug,"
she said enthusiastically.

Most boys his age might find such a welcome embarrassing but there was
something infectious about her attitude so he put his case down and stepped
forward and exchanged a tight hug that felt warm and soft.  Then she held
him at arms length and said,

"Come on inside and you can explain what's going on.  The phone call from
your mom wasn't all that clear."

He gave a shrug and rolled his eyes to indicate he wasn't all that clear
about it either.  As he bent down to pick up his case, he noticed a girl
standing in the driveway next door looking in his direction.  He wasn't
very comfortable with girls so he didn't make any attempt to acknowledge
the observation.  His aunt led him into the living room and took his case
and set it aside.  She pointed to the couch.  He took one end, she the
other.

"Okay, so what's going on that required your mom to pull up stakes for two
weeks?" she asked.

"I'm not really sure but she started working with some group in town about
six months or so ago, you know, environmental issues and so on and two days
ago she tells me she's leaving today for a two week eco trek in Costa Rico
or Nicaragua or something like that," he finished with a shrug.

"Oh, dear, not another new cause," Natalie said with a shake of her head.
"I love my sister but I wish she could stay focused on something for more
than a few months.  Of course, I love having you here, but I wish I had the
chance to get ready.  I'm going to be busy for the next few days so you're
going to be on your own during the day."

"That's okay.  I have summer reading to do and prep work for math and
computer camp next month so I can stay busy."

In case you didn't figure it out yet, Allen was something of nerd.  He was
an honor student in math and science, had zero athletic ability and found
girls to be a puzzle that had no cheat codes.  He was a pretty talented
keyboard player but had no feel for modern music.  He could handle most of
the classics but the closest he got to anything hot was old style boogie
woogie.

"Well, sweetie, you'll be glad to know I have high speed wireless internet
access now, but I'll have to have your word of honor that you'll stay away
from the nasty stuff."

"Yes, ma'am," he said, his face going bright red.

"Oh, I didn't mean to embarrass you.  I say it for two reasons.  One, a lot
of those sites have that malware and spyware stuff.  The other is that
stuff can give you a lot of wrong ideas about how to deal with girls and
women.  You have questions, ask me before you go prowling the dark alleys
of the internet, deal?"

"Yes, ma'am."

"Great.  Alright.  Now, I need to make a couple of client calls and then
I'll pick up something special for dinner.  Just put your stuff in the
usual room and relax.  We'll do some puzzles or something tonight."

"Okay, Aunt Nats.  Thanks."

With a smile she gestured for him to get up and she wrapped him in a warm
hug again and then grabbed her briefcase and left the house.  Allen watched
her leave.  His Aunt was a CPA that worked from her home but had a number
of clients that she visited on a regular basis.  She was also very sharp
with math and that helped her connect with her nephew, often much more
easily than did her somewhat flighty younger sister.

Allen took his suitcase to his room.  He pulled out his clothes and left
them on the bed.  He set aside his small laptop and his hand held video
game unit.  He walked back downstairs and into the kitchen where he grabbed
a soda from the refrigerator and went out onto the back patio.  He put his
computer and video game unit on the table and then said,

"Shoot."

He had forgotten to ask his Aunt for the password to the wireless.  He
thought for a moment and then decided that she would probably call after a
while to see how he was doing and he could ask her.  He'd just goof off
with his video game for a while.  He was at it for about half an hour when
a prickling on the back of his neck suggested was being watched.

Without turning his head he tried to look to his right side, but he
couldn't see enough so he tried to turn his head nonchalantly.  When he was
looking at a full ninety degrees he saw the same girl that had been looking
at him from the driveway earlier.  He saw her more fully and what he saw
wasn't all that inspiring.  She was tall and thin, the word gawky came to
mind.  Even in clothes suited for summer weather, she didn't look
particularly female from the shoulders down.

Her face would have been described as pleasant by well meaning adults.
Plain, or nothing special, by those that weren't very sensitive.  It didn't
help that she wore a pair of nondescript eyeglasses with plastic frames
that were a bit too heavy for her slim features.  One plus was her hair, it
was long, thick and a pale, almost silvery blond.  At the moment it was
plaited in a single heavy braid that hung over one shoulder, her right hand
idly toying with the end as she regarded him with a bit of a squint.

When they made eye contact, her head tilted a bit and her hand stilled.
Then her head gave a bit of a nod as if making a decision and she began
walking straight towards him, crossing the grass that separated the two
properties and then through Aunt Natalie's yard.  Allen watched her
approach with widening eyes.  She may not have been the head cheerleader
someplace but she was still a girl and that set off alarms.  She came to a
stop on the other side of the table and stood there a moment and then said,

"You must be Mrs. Grossman's nephew.  My mom said something about you
coming today.  My name is Maggie, what's yours?"

"Um...um, Allen," he stammered.

"Hi, Allen," she said and held out a long fingered hand across the table.

Allen hesitated but then held out his hand and took hold of Maggie's.  He
hoped she would think the heat was responsible for the clammy hand she held
firmly, if briefly.  Another alarm went off when she dropped into a chair
and began to talk, or more accurately, interrogate.

"So, how long are you here for?"

"Two weeks, I guess."

"You guess?"

"It..it depends on when my mom comes back from Central America."

"Whats she doing there?"  "How old are you?" "What game are you playing?"
and so on and on.

By the time she stopped she had gotten just about everything out of him
that Allen thought wouldn't require hypnosis.  Among the questions she
volunteered that she was likewise fifteen but a month older as it turned
out.  She was pretty good at math but preferred English literature and
language classes.  She was already fluent in Spanish and was getting pretty
good at French and had a little German as well.  She liked video games that
required some thought as opposed to just shooting and running.  And she was
pretty bad at sports too and wasn't that unfair because at her height she
should be playing basketball.

When she suddenly stood up Allen almost went backwards out of his chair.
She said she had to go get some lunch because she had to watch her blood
sugar but she'd ask her mom if she could bring over something and they
could eat together because Maggie knew Mrs. Grossman was gone for the day.
As Allen watched the tall gangly girl walk back toward her own yard he had
to take a deep breath.  He was exhausted.

Fifteen minutes later she returned with a tray that had some sandwiches,
some fruit and cookies and two cans of soda, which were what he was already
drinking.

"I noticed you were drinking my favorite so I brought you another one,"
Maggie said.

Allen picked up a sandwich half and began to eat it slowly.  Maggie had
switched from open interrogation to silent observation.  He had a feeling
he knew what a bug under a magnifying glass felt like.  He was taking a
drink when the next question caught him completely off guard.

"Do you have a girlfriend?"

To his credit, Allen didn't spit his soda across the table but he did cough
a couple of times.  Then he shook his head and muttered,

"No."

"I didn't think so.  Girls our age aren't interested in boys who aren't
athletes or have their own car.  And the boys all want cheerleaders or
bimbos," she said the last with a tone of disgust.

Allen asked his first question.

"So, I guess you don't have a boyfriend?"

"What makes you say that?" she challenged.

Allen flinched a bit and said,

"The tone of your voice."

She squinted at him through those glasses and then nodded a touch.

"Well, at least you pay attention.  No, I don't have a boyfriend.  The boys
around here aren't interested in a girl that's taller than them, or can
tell them how stupid they are in three different languages."

Any further conversation was interrupted by the phone.  Allen hurried
inside and as Maggie watched him through the frenchdoor he spoke with his
Aunt, assuring her he was fine, she assuring him that Maggie was a nice
girl, if a bit direct, and gave him the password.  When he went outside she
was watching him, her braid in her hand.  He sat down again and then looked
across at her and said,

"Um, I don't want to be rude but I was waiting for Aunt Nats to call so I
could get on to her wireless.  I need to do some work to get ready for Math
camp next month," he said while pulling the laptop towards him.

She shrugged and said,

"That's okay, I'll just sit here and play your game.  I'll turn the sound
off."

With that she picked up the small console and began playing, as if he
wasn't even there.  Allen shook his head and then began working on the
preparatory assignments.  They were both still at it some hours later when
Aunt Natalie walked out through the sliding doors.

"Well, hello there, you two.  How are you, Maggie?"

"I'm fine, thank you for asking, Mrs. Grossman.  I guess I'd better be
getting home to help with dinner," Maggie said and then she looked at
Allan.  "You'll be around tomorrow?"

There was enough of an uptick in her voice on the last word to convince
Allen that it was a question and not a statement.  He nodded.  So did she
and then she turned and walked back to her own yard.  Aunt Natalie looked
at him and said,

"Interesting girl, don't you think?"

"I guess so.  She's kind of intense."

"That's one way to put it," the older woman said with a chuckle.  "The
first time we spoke she asked so many questions I thought I was being
interrogated by the police.  She's pretty sharp though.  Anyway, I brought
home some Chinese food for dinner, I seem to remember you like that."

Allen smiled broadly because in fact he loved Chinese food and didn't get
the opportunity to enjoy it very often.  In less than a quarter hour he and
his Aunt were sitting on the couch in the family room, eating and watching
the History Channel.  After they were finished eating, Aunt Natalie cleared
away the containers and debris and then came back and sat close to her
nephew.  Without looking at him she said,

"You know, sweetheart, I realize this was sort of a disruption for you but
I was actually happy to have you come for a visit.  It's nice to have
company, especially company that likes to watch the same programs as me."

"Yeah, it's good.  It's not like I left a bunch of stuff going on at home,"
he replied.

Allen's circle of friends included precisely two other boys his age and
both got shipped off to camp for the summer.  He felt his Aunt shift around
and put her arm around his shoulders and pulled him tight into a one arm
hug.  When she loosened her grip she left the arm in place and they watched
TV for the rest of the evening like that.  Allen felt warm and comfortable
but something was tugging on the edge of his awareness, perhaps her
fragrance, or just the closeness and by the time they were ready for bed he
had a rather stiff hard on down his pants leg.

He wasn't sure but when his aunt hugged him goodnight, he thought she held
on a little longer and seemed to make some subtle movements of her body
against his.  It did nothing to relieve the pressure he was feeling. He
went into his room, cleared his clothes off the bed and put them aware in
some semblance of order and then began changing into his pajamas.  As he
pulled his shorts and underwear off, he couldn't help but notice his cock
was standing up straight and bobbed slightly with his pulse.

Unlike many of the boys his age, he was not a frequent masturbater.  He
would only indulge in those instances where he had a persistent and
somewhat painful erection, like now.  This would happen three or four times
a month.  As a result he set aside his pajamas, turned off the light and
got on the bed and laid on his back, just a bit of moonlight illuminated
the room.  He took hold of his hard cock, feeling the warm smooth skin
against his hand.

Fortunately for him, his endowment wasn't proportional to his height and
weight. It was about six inches long and nearly that around with a tapered
head and only a few prominent veins. He closed his eyes and tried to
remember the scent of whatever fragrance Aunt Natalie used.  His stroking
was in short rapid movements and as he sought the release that would allow
him to sleep he lost his local situational awareness.  Like the door to his
room remaining partially open, and that his rapid breathing was getting
louder.

The sound that got his attention was a low

"Tsk, tsk."

His eyes shot open and he looked over to the now fully opened door to see
the outline of his Aunt backlit by the hall light.  It appeared she was
dressed in a some sort of knee length nightgown.  Allen froze for a moment
and then he used both hands to try and cover his hard cock as he rolled
over on to his side facing away from his Aunt.

"Now, sweetheart, don't be like that.  You're not doing anything that any
other boy your age is doing," she said, walking slowly toward the bed and
sitting down on the edge.  "It's perfectly natural and a much safer way of
obtaining release, what with the way things are these days.  Come on, just
roll back over."

She emphasized the last by placing a hand on his bare hip and giving a bit
of a tug.  Reluctantly, Allen did as he was told and rolled over on his
back, but both hands stayed in place and what they were trying to cover had
subsided considerably.

"If you don't mind my saying so, you were going at it a bit fast and rough.
It will feel much better and give you a much more satisfying result if you
take it slower and use longer strokes.  Try it."

"W-what?"

"Try stroking your erection with longer, slower strokes and see how it
feels."

Her tone was so calm and so encouraging that he couldn't help himself and
he let one hand fall away and the other shifted it's grip so that his hand
would glide up and down the entire shaft.  His eyes drifted closed again
and he could hear only his own breathing, and his Aunt's.

"Now, isn't that better. I can see how hard you're getting.  My, what a
manly cock you have there, sweetheart.  So nice and thick and that's what
matters. Ooh, there's some precum, that nice slippery fluid oozing from the
tip.  Use your thumb to spread it around the head.  If you get enough you
can let it go down the sides to make the shift more slippery.  That will
help a lot."

Allan did as he was instructed and the sensations were incredible.  His
breathing was ragged and small moaning grunts were escaping from his parted
lips. When he had rolled over, Aunt Natalie had taken her hand from his hip
and clasped the two of hers in her lap.  As she watched her nephew stroke
his thick oozing cock she pressed her clasped hands against her pussy but
she didn't rub or make any other movement.  She was concentrating on
Allan's smooth skin and lean body.  She could see his nipples were hard and
pointing at the ceiling.

Considering how long it had been since he had cum last and the length of
time he had been erect while sitting with his Aunt, it didn't take all that
long for his balls to begin to tighten.  Aunt Natalie could see them start
to pull tighter and the amount of precum increased significantly.  The
boy's breathing began to get more shallow and rapid and his stroking a bit
faster and more insistent.  The older woman's breathing had begun to mimic
that of the boy.  Her eyes were fixed on his cock.

With an accompanying grunt, the first shot let loose and arched fairly high
above his cock splashing down on his chest.  The second and third were just
as energetic and his chest was getting very messy.  The next three shots
were progressively weaker, making a trail down his belly, and finally a
couple of last spasms forced some thick fluid to ooze down the shaft and
onto his hand.

The grunts subsided and his eyes remained closed but he didn't let go of
his cock. His Aunt's breathing was just as ragged and it took a moment or
two to settle. Then she said,

"Oh, my, sweetheart.  That was amazing.  Do you always cum that much?"

"Sometimes," he managed to reply. "It depends on how excited I am and how
long its been since the last time."

"Well, it was very impressive.  Let me get you a cloth to clean you up."

The older woman got up and moved swiftly into the hall and was back in a
just a moment with two clothes, one wet, one dry and she began to clean him
up with gentle strokes of the cloths, leaving his deflating cock to last.
Having his Aunt Natalie clean him up was very exciting and he briefly
wondered what it would have felt like to have had her hand doing the
stroking.  His cock twitched but then settled down.  When she was done she
leaned forward and kissed her nephew lightly on the lips and then stood up.

"Sleep well, sweetheart.  I'll see you in the morning."

With that she turned and walked out of the room, closing the door behind
her. Allen stared at the door for a bit longer than he pulled down the
covers and climbed under, leaving the pajamas ignored on the floor.  When
he awoke the next morning he thought his sleep might have been disturbed by
the sound of buzzing and some other sounds but he wasn't sure.

He took a shower and got dressed and made his way down to get some
breakfast.  He found a note on the kitchen table.  It was from his Aunt
informing him that she had a full day today, but once it was over she'd be
able to spend more time with him for the remainder of his stay.  She told
him not to be concerned about last night, it was all part of nature and the
two of them would talk about it when she got home.

He had to admit that what Aunt Natalie had told him had given him the most
exciting time he could remember and despite what he said, it had been the
hardest, messiest cumshot of his life.  Feeling well rested and at ease he
poured himself a bowl of cereal and sat down to eat.  He managed two
spoonfuls when he heard a knocking on the sliding door to the patio.  He
got up and when he went into the family room he saw Maggie standing at the
door, appearing to be all arms and legs in the shorts and t-shirt she wore.
Her hair was the same, as was the glasses.  She had a little bit of a
smile.

He unlatched the door and slid it open.  Standing there face to face he
could clearly see how tall the girl really was.  The top of his head barely
cleared her shoulder. He looked up into those intense green/gold eyes.

"Um, hello," he managed.

"Hi, Allen.  I saw your Aunt leave before.  What are you doing?" she asked.

"I'm having breakfast," he said.

"Well, that's good," she said as she stepped past him into the house.

Surprised by her boldness he followed her quietly as she made for the
kitchen. Since all the houses on the block were essentially the same she
made her way directly there.  She stopped by the table and looked down and
then back at him.

"That's it?  A bowl of cereal and a glass of water?"

Without hesitating she made for the counter where a bowl with some apples
and bananas sat.  He took a banana and peeled it with deft fingers.  From
the utensil drawer came a small knife and she cut up the banana into the
cereal bowl.  With raised eyebrows she indicated he should get to it.  He
sat back down and began to eat the fruit and cereal.  In the meantime, she
carved up an apple and put it on a small plate next to his bowl.  He could
hear the refrigerator door open and some bottles clink.

"I don't see any milk in here."

"Aunt Natalie can't drink milk, so she never has it in the house unless she
knows someones coming," Allen replied around a mouthful.

"Well, at least there's orange juice."

In a moment the juice replaced the water on the table.  The girl then sat
down across from him and seemed to be prepared to watch him eat every bit.
Which he did. He had to admit he was hungry and would have likely eaten a
second bowlful but this was just as good.  He had to wonder at the girl's
motivation but it was nice to have someone do this for him and to not have
to eat alone.  He took a shot.

"Wouldn't you like something?"

"No need, I already ate.  I tend to get up early.  And you must have been
tired from your trip.  Your bedroom light went out kind of early last
night."

"You can see my bedroom?" he asked, slightly alarmed.

"The window at least.  I can tell if the light is on or off, that's all."

"Oh, okay.  Yeah, it was a long day," he replied.

"How do you feel now?  You want to take a walk this morning?"

"Where to?"

"Around the neighborhood.  I like to take a walk before it gets too warm.
I can show you around," she said earnestly.

"Okay, I guess so," he replied as he continued eating.

Seemingly satisfied with that answer she settled back in her chair, one
hand playing with the long braid, her eyes watching his every move. In less
than ten minutes he had finished everything that was put in front of him
and he was feeling full but content.  He rinsed the dishes, glass and
utensils and put them in the rack to dry.

"It's nice that you don't just dump everything in the sink," she said from
behind him.

He just shrugged. He went upstairs, brushed his teeth, took his wallet and
what little pocket money he had and went back downstairs.  A house key came
off the rack in the kitchen and in a matter of moments the mismatched pair
were walking down the drive way.  While it was true that the girl towered
over him, she didn't add insult to injury by making him run to keep up.
Her long legged gait was more of a saunter so he had no trouble walking
alongside her.

It was mostly a one sided conversation as they strolled along, Allen
offering comments when they were solicited.  He had never roamed to far
afield when he had visited his Aunt in the past so what he was seeing was
mostly new.  In particular when they arrived at a small park and a
community center, which he had never seen or heard of before.

"Come on, it should be pretty empty at this time of day.  It can be pretty
crowded on weekends."

Inside was a largish room that looked like a small banquet hall with a
small stage and off to one side, an upright piano.  Allen found himself
drawn to the instrument.  It was old, but looked to be well maintained.  He
ran through a set of notes and found it in tune.

"You play, right?"

"Yes, I do," he replied, feeling a bit more confident being on more
familiar ground.

"Would you play something for me?" she asked, this time making it sound a
like a real request.

"It's okay?"

"Yeah, as long as you know what you're doing.  They only get annoyed if
someone messes around."

"Okay," he said and sat down.

He ran a couple of scales and then began playing some Beethoven before
switching around playing bits and pieces of well know classics.  At one
point he felt a hand rest on his shoulder and Maggie said,

"Wow, you play really well.  I wish I knew how but we aren't very musical
in our family."

"You should learn.  You have perfect hands for it," he replied as he
played.

"What do yo mean?"

"You have those long, slender fingers.  You'd be able to really cover a
keyboard."

He felt her hand tighten a bit.  He looked up and saw a hint of smile,
perhaps a bit wistful, on the girls face.  He had an idea.  He didn't know
but behind them, a few people had poked their heads in to see who was
playing.

"Here, sit down on my left side."

"Why?"

"I'm going to show you how to play something," he said.

Looking a little doubtful Maggie sat with the bass keys in front of her.
There was perhaps a hand span between them.  Allen held out his left hand
and said,

"Hold your hand like this and then put them on these keys.  Go ahead," he
instructed.

Maggie did as she was directed.

"Okay, now, press down like this, with a rocking motion."

He demonstrated on keys further to the right.  She did and got a bit of a
bass rhythm in return.

"That's great.  Now like this, over here," and the lesson continued until
the girl was generating a basic but driving boogie woogie bassline.

When Allen felt she was ready he began a simple melody on the treble side
and soon they had a hot little duet going.  Then Allen added his own left
hand to add to what Maggie was playing.  As he looked over he could see how
intently the girl was concentrating on keeping the rhythm going.  The
little crowd was building behind them.  Finally Maggie pulled her hand
away, making a show of massaging it.  Allen was feeling the groove by now
and he launched into a scorching rendition of Pine Top Boogie, adding some
improvs of his own.

By the time he brought it to an end, Maggie was watching his hands wide
eyed.  They were both startled by the applause that broke out behind them.
They both turned to look, Allen going bright red.  When he turned he saw
Maggie looking at him with wide eyes and for the first time, a wide full
smile.  Allen could see that her teeth were perfect and pearly white.  It
changed the whole nature of her appearance.  What happened next surprised
him even more.

She reached out with those long arms and wrapped him in a hug and place a
quick kiss on his cheek.  When she let go and leaned back one hand remained
on his arm.

"Wow, Allen, that was amazing.  I've never heard anything like that.  And
you had me playing, too.  What was that called?"

"The music is called boogie woogie, an early form of jazz.  That last bit
was called Pine Top Boogie.  A real classic."

As they talked a woman walked up and said,

"Well, young man, I can't remember the last time someone put that old piano
through it's paces like that.  Are you from around here?"

"No, ma'am, I'm staying with my Aunt, she lives about four blocks from
here."

"I'm her neighbor," Maggie added as if trying to bolster their right to be
there.

"Well, you're both welcome anytime, but would you be interested in playing
some more on Saturday evening.  We have little socials during the summer
and I'd bet everyone would love to hear you play."

Allen went red again but managed to answer in the affirmative.  The woman
smiled and then walked away.  Maggie looked at him and said,

"What's the matter?"

"I get nervous when I have to play for people."

"You get stage fright?" she asked.

"Right up until I start playing.  Then I sort of lose my sense of the
audience and I just get into it."

"So I saw.  Come on.  Let's go, I have some other places to show you," she
said, with more of a smile and she seemed to be closer to him as they
walked out.

Instead of questions, Maggie was talking about how amazing his playing was
and how the rhythm seemed to go right through her body.  Every now and
again she would emphasize her excitement with a touch on his shoulder or
arm.  Each touch would give Allan a little jolt.  As they walked along one
block the yards turned into a stretch of woods, a stream and some wetlands
rendering the area unsuitable for houses.

Maggie steered him onto a trail that led back into the trees.  They came to
a spot where a large rock outcrop created a sort of natural bench, if a bit
low.  Maggie suggested they sit down.  She sat very close to Allen, almost
but not quite touching along the hip and leg.  She had her hands clasped
together, held between her knees.

"You're not what I expected, you know."

"How do you mean?" Allen asked, again a bit shocked at her directness.

"When Mom mentioned you were coming, after your Aunt told her, I tried to
picture you.  We moved in only six months ago, so I had never seen you
before.  I thought you'd be more like your Aunt, you know, taller, bigger.
I remember her mentioning you a bit the one time we talked, your Aunt that
is.  She mentioned something about your being good at Math and Science.  I
have to admit when I saw you I was kind of disappointed you weren't taller.
But you didn't mind talking to me when I came over.  At least you didn't
tell me to get lost.  I've had that happen before.  But then to see and
hear you play.  It was like you were a whole different person," she
finished and then fell silent for a while before saying,

"Allen?"

"Yeah?"

"You said you didn't have a girlfriend, right?"

"Yes."

"Did you ever?"

"No," he replied flatly.

"I had a boyfriend once.  It was in first grade.  He'd pull my braid and
I'd smack him with a book.  It didn't last," she said looking over and down
at him with a little smile.

He couldn't help but laugh.  As he looked at her, her expression changed a
bit, more wistful, less thoughtful.  Then she said,

"Have you ever kissed a girl?"

"Um, no, unless you include a cousin that used to tease me when I was nine,
she was eleven.  She thought it was funny to sneak up and kiss me and watch
me get all red."

"No, I don't think that counts," Maggie replied.  "Would you like to?"

"Of course I would," he began and then realized where this was going, "you
want to kiss me?"

"Yes," she replied and she leaned in a bit.

Thankfully, most of Maggie's height advantage was in her long legs so
sitting side by side on the rocky bench their faces were much closer.  With
a little more lean on her part and a bit of up tilt on his, their lips met.
The jolt was a bit bigger for Allen and then they separated.  She didn't
draw back too far but her head tilted a bit.

"Would you like to try it again and not think of me as your cousin?" she
suggested.

"Oh, sorry," he mumbled.

"Don't be sorry, just loosen up a bit," she added a bit more softly.

Their lips came together again and this time she let her's open a bit.
Allen followed her example and quickly they were sharing an open mouth
kiss, their eyes closed.  For Allen the jolt turned into a steady hum or
vibration that was roughly akin to what he felt when he was giving his cock
that slow stroking his Aunt had suggested.  He felt her hand come to rest
on his and he turned it around a bit so he could hold hers.  Maggie added a
little movement to her lips and brushed Allen's lightly with the tip of her
tongue.  He did what he could to mimic her technique and he must have done
something right because he could hear and feel a little murmuring hum and
her hand tightened on his.

When they finally broke apart they were both short of breath.  Their eyes
opened and they looked at each other in amazement.  Neither seemed inclined
to widen the gap between them or let go of each others' hands.  Having had
their first taste of each other they didn't seem to want to stop either.
Over the next half an hour they engaged in a series of long, slow kisses
separated by short intervals of rapid breathing and no speaking.  The last
one got a bit more intense as Maggie wrapped her long arms around him and
he did his best to return the embrace, remembering what had passed between
he and his Aunt.

When this last one ended, Maggie brought the side of her head to rest
against his, her arms squeezing him before easing up.  She was the first to
speak.

"Oh, my gosh, I had no idea it would be like that.  Even with all the
movies I've watched, wow," she said, a bit breathless.

"I never thought it would ever happen to me," Allen said quietly.

"You never thought you'd get kissed?"

"Based on how things were going, no," he replied.

"I'm glad we were each others first.  I'd like to do more but it's almost
time for lunch.  We should get going," she said, as she unwrapped him from
her embrace and then stood up.

Once more the true difference in their height became apparent but it didn't
bother him much.  She looked down with those green/gold eyes, softer than
they had been and she said,

"We will do some more, won't we? While you're here?"

"Every chance we get, if you want."

She smiled that big perfect smile.  They walked the trail out of the woods
hand in hand.  Once out on the street they let go but remained walking
closely together, occasionally bumping up against each other or a hand
brushing here or there. Uncharacteristically, Maggie didn't say much.  When
they got to their houses, she told him to go to the patio behind his Aunt's
house and she would bring over lunch.

Allen walked to the front door and unlocked it and then walked through the
house to the patio, opened the door and stepped out. He looked about and
noticed there wasn't much cover in the back yard.  He sat down and waited.
It wasn't long before Maggie was walking across the yards, a tray in front
of her.  As he watched her he thought that she didn't look quite as gawky
as before, that her long braid swung to an interesting rhythm and her face
had a nice, intelligent look that he hadn't noticed before.

She reached the table and she was smiling again, not quite as wide but
still showing some of those straight white teeth.  Instead of across the
table, she sat down in the chair immediately to his right.  She crossed her
long legs and the elevated foot brushed against his leg.  He blushed a bit
and she smiled more.  They ate slowly, with little comments made here and
there, her foot almost constantly in contact. Then she got thoughtful and
looked over at him and said,

"You know, I don't think I like the way this is going to go."

"What, what do you mean?" he asked anxiously.

"Well, I finally meet a boy that I want to kiss and he wants to kiss me,
and you're going to be gone in two weeks.  That sucks," she said, pouting.

"Well, I only live an hour away by bus.  It would be pretty easy to come
out on Saturdays.  And I'm sure Aunt Natalie would like to have me visit
and maybe stay over for a whole weekend now and then.  How would that be?"
he asked.

"It wouldn't be as good as you being here all the time but I guess it would
be pretty good that way.  Can you video chat?" she asked.

"Yes, I got a new laptop for Christmas and it has a webcam."

"Good, then we could see each other every night.  What about a cell?"

"No, mom won't let me have one of those unless I find a way to pay for it,"
he replied.

"Hmm," was all she said.

They finished lunch and then sat at the table for a while.  Then Maggie
looked over at him and said,

"I want to kiss you some more."

"I do, too, but I looked around out here and there's no privacy.  And won't
your mom get suspicious if we go inside and she doesn't see you out here,"
he said.

"You can't see this table from inside our house and she left to go shopping
just as I finished making us lunch.  She won't be back for hours," she
said, her eyebrows arching.

Allen smiled and then they stood up and he led her into the family room and
closed and latched the slider.  They stopped in the middle of the floor and
stepped close together.  They put their arms around each other but didn't
get too far.  The height difference was creating uncomfortable postures.
They pulled apart and Allen led her by the hand to the couch.  They sat
down and repeated their poses from their morning in the woods and that
worked better.

For the next half hour they made out, holding each other, lips moving and
tongues dancing.  The last time they came up for air, Maggie looked at
Allen with a bit of a grin and said,

"I'm a little tired of sitting, why don't we stretch out on the couch."

"Oh, sure, okay.  I think we should take off our shoes, I don't want to
mess up my Aunt's upholstery."

"Okay," Maggie replied softly.

The kicked off their shoes and then arranged themselves on the couch facing
each other.  The kissing started again and perhaps it was the new position
or they were getting more comfortable, there was a greater sense of passion
and urgency.  They pulled each other more closely together and hands were
roaming over each others backs.  Allen's cock had been solid since they
started making out and now it was being pressed and rubbed against Maggie's
stomach.  She in turn had shifted her lower body and had pulled Allen's leg
in between hers and she started to dry hump against him.  They were both
moaning into each others mouths and the motion of their slender young
bodies was intensifying.

Allen had never felt anything so good before.  Even the handjob he gave
himself the night before wasn't comparable.  What happened next caught him
by surprise.  Those long lean arms tightened around him like steel cables
and he felt Maggie's whole body tense against him and her moan turned into
a little scream in his mouth.  He was still humping against her and the
added pressure sent him over the edge and he began to grunt as his hard
cock shot loads of cum into his underwear.

They held each other tightly as they went through their first joint orgasm.
As the sensation subsided and they slowly began to relax, they opened their
eyes and they looked at each other from inches away.  Maggie was the first
to react and she began to giggle and then laugh.  She kissed Allen on the
face and then buried her face in his neck.  Her hands stroked up and down
his back.  Then she kissed his face and lips a few more times and they
rolled apart a bit.

Allen couldn't help but look down and sure enough, a wet stain was
spreading on the front of his pants.  Maggie followed his gaze and she
sucked in a breath.

"Is that..." she tried to ask.

"Yes," he replied sounding very embarrassed.

"Oh, Allen, don't be embarrassed.  I think it's so cool we could do that
for each other," she said, sounding very enthusiastic and unrestrained.

"Really?  It's the first time it's ever happened like that.  Were you..."
he tailed off.

"Yes, I had an orgasm right at the same time.  It is so much better when
you share it with someone, don't you think?"

He looked at the girl he knew for barely a day and said softly,

"It was better than I ever thought it could be."

She smiled at him and gave him a couple of more brief kisses.  Then she
pushed herself up on an elbow and said,

"We should get you cleaned up.  We can wash them out by hand and then throw
them in the dryer."

"What about you, do you..."

"Not too bad, we'll see, come on," she replied and then rolled off the
couch and offered him a hand up.

The full extent of his stain became more evident and Maggie smiled and
said,

"Wow, you must shoot a lot.  Who'd have thought?"

They went to his room and he got another pair of shorts and underwear.  He
went into the bathroom and striped the stained ones off.  Maggie waited in
the hallway. He used a wet washcloth and washed off his stomach and crotch
and got dressed. Then he went out and Maggie took the soiled clothes from
him and they went to the laundry room.  Using the utility sink and a little
bit of detergent she washed out his cumload, rinsed them and wrung them
out, then threw the two garments into the dryer and set it going.  While
the dryer worked they walked back outside and sat at the table, pulling the
chairs next to each other.  Maggie took hold of his hand and said,

"Well, this has been a big day.  There's two things we can't say anymore."

"What's that?" Allen asked.

"We can't say we've never kissed someone else, you a girl, me a boy.  And I
think, we won't be able to say we don't have a girlfriend or boyfriend,"
she said, her eyes, her whole face questioning.

Allen smiled shyly.  In one day his whole life had turned around and here
was the girl responsible.  It may not have been love he was feeling but it
would do for now.  He nodded.  She squeezed his hand, then kissed it, and
then they leaned together for a quick kiss.

His clothes dried quickly enough and he got them put back into his room.
They heard Maggie's mom pull into the driveway and with a quick kiss and
hug they parted with promises to meet again in the morning.  Allen was back
in the family room working on his prep assignments when Aunt Natalie came
home.  The hug they shared was tight and enthusiastic.  Holding him so they
could speak face-to-face, his aunt said,

"Well, someone seems to be in a very good mood.  That was some hug."

"It was a good day, Aunt Nats, so I'm kinda happy," he replied.

She smiled at him and leaned down to kiss his lips softly and he returned
it with just a hint of separation.  Her eyebrows rose a bit but she added a
bit to it and then pulled back.

"So, what do you say to some dinner?"

"Cool."

Once they had finished eating they retired to the family room.  As they sat
on the couch, Allen couldn't help but think of what had gone on earlier in
the day and he smiled a little.  They watched The Discovery Channel and he
did some work on his laptop.  If he noticed that he and his aunt were
sitting with their legs touching, he didn't give any notice.  When he was
done with the laptop, he set it aside and then snuggled up against his
Aunt, she wrapping her arm around his shoulders.

On several occasions his shoulder or upper arm would rub against the side
of her large boob.  Neither would give any indication of what they were
feeling they both were feeling the effects.  When the show they were
watching ended, Aunt Natalie stood up and said,

"Well, sweetheart, I have an early appointment tomorrow. It will likely
last all morning.  Then we can have the rest of the day together.  You can
stay up for a while if you like."

Then she bent down and gave him another gentle but slightly lingering kiss,
with the front of her blouse hanging down.  Allen leaned back into it a bit
and then said,

"I wont be too much longer."

He watched as his Aunt left the room, contrasting how she looked compared
to Maggie. He concluded that each had their merits.  Then he laughed,
thinking what a connoisseur he was at fifteen.  He'd need to get Maggie's
email address tomorrow so they could say good night to each other.  He
spent another twenty minutes or so and then he went to his room.  He got
changed into his pajamas, a thin summer weight set, and then walked across
to the bathroom to brush his teeth.  Back in the hall, he thought he heard
that little buzzing noise again and what sounded like rapid shallow
breathing.  He looked and saw that his Aunt's door was open a bit and there
was just a faint, flickering glow.

Moving quietly, he approached the door and stopped.  It was clear the
breathing was his aunt, he wasn't sure what the buzzing was.  He tried to
peep into the room through the opening but he could only see the end of the
bed and a pair of bare feet and a bit of ankle for each leg.  He pushed the
door a bit more and thankfully there was no squeaking.  More leg came into
view and they were both bare and spread apart.  More opening of the door
revealed that his Aunt was at least naked from the waist down and the
buzzing was coming from a long, cylindrical object that she was pressing
against what he knew was her pussy.

He stood frozen there for a moment and then moved forward just a bit more.
He could see by the flickering candle light, the full length of his Aunt's
fully nude body, her big tits pancaked against her chest and sliding a bit
to the side.  Her head was propped up by a small stack of pillows and she
was looking straight back at him.  He came to a sudden halt.

"It's okay, sweetheart," she purred.  "Turn about is fair play.  Come in."

Allen shuffled toward the bed, not even trying to hide his quickly forming
tent. Aunt Natalie made no attempt to cover up or even stop what she was
doing with the vibrator.  She kept applying it against the top of her
pussy, then letting it slide down her thick, wet lips.

"Come, sit here," she said, patting the side of the bed by her hip.

Allen moved to the side of the bed and sat down so that he was facing his
aunt. She reached out and laid her free hand on his thigh and stroked it
gently.  She looked at him and asked,

"Do you know what I'm doing, sweetheart?"

He nodded but didn't say anything.  She smiled and squeezed his leg.

"I want you to feel comfortable saying anything to me, sweetie.  Go ahead,
tell me what I'm doing."

"You're playing with your, um, pussy with a, well, vibrator, right?" he
managed to get out.

"That's right, sweetheart.  Just like you were doing last night, I use this
to give myself an orgasm.  But you know something, my dear.  It's so much
better if you have someone to do it for you," she said, as her hand snaked
up the inside of his leg.

"I guess it would be," he replied.

"You can take my word for it," she said with a laugh. "Would you do me a
favor, Allen.  I liked what I saw last night.  Would you take those pajamas
off?"

He slowly unbuttoned his shirt and let it slide off revealing his slim,
bare skinned torso.  He hooked his thumbs in the waistband of the pants and
pushed them down over his hips. He shifted around and got them down over
his ass and then slid them the rest of the way off and dropped them on the
floor.  As he sat back up his completely hard cock stood up from his lap,
only a trace of pubic hair showing.  The trick of the candlelight made her
eyes look like they were on fire as she took in the shape and thickness and
the free hanging balls that rested on the mattress.

Her hand resumed its stroking of his thigh and then slid up and take hold
of his cock.  For the first time in his life, Allen had someone's hand on
his cock and it was a fairly knowledgeably one.  Aunt Natalie practically
purred as she gently stroked it.

"Hmm, oh, Allen, sweetheart, it feels even better than I though it might.
You have such a beautiful, manly cock.  I can only imagine what it will
look like when it's fully grown."

"It will get bigger?"

"Most likely, baby.  I can't wait.  But it's plenty big enough right now.
Now, since I'm making you feel good, it's time for you to do the same for
me.  Here, take this," she said, handing him the vibrator.  "Just hold it
like I was, right there," she indicated her clit.

Trying to concentrate on what she was saying while his cock was being
stroked by a talented and loving hand, he applied the vibrator to his
aunt's clit.  He pressed a bit and rubbed the vibrator tip around and his
aunt jumped a bit and squeezed his cock harder.

"Oh, baby, that felt good.  Just keep that up."

Her stroking took on a bit of vigor. He kept running the vibrator around on
her clit and then let it run down over her swollen pussy lips.  Her hips
started to move with a slow rhythm that she was matching with the strokes
of her hand on his cock.

"Sweetie, do me a favor.  Get over on this side of me and kneel right
here," she said patting the mattress.

Allen did as she asked and he knelt with his knees up against her hip.  She
took hold of his cock and resumed stroking.  She looked up at him and said,

"Use the tip of the vibrator right here," she said, rubbing by the entrance
to her pussy, "I want to feel it inside me."

Allen rubbed the vibrator up and down a bit and his aunt pushed forward,
causing the lips to part around the plastic cone.

"Now start pushing it in.  Ooo, yes, that's it, now pull it back a little
and then push in a bit deeper.  Oh, yes, sweetheart, fuck my pussy with
that vibrator," she said in a husky tone.

She then reached with her free hand to take his other hand and placed it on
the closest of her big tits.  The big hard nipple was pressing against his
palm.  He closed his hand and squeezed the warm, soft tit.

"Oh, god, yes, baby.  This is so good."

They continued like this for some time.  Allen was fucking about six inches
of the vibrator in and out of his aunt's soaking wet hole while she stroked
his hard, now heavily dripping wet cock.  Unexpectedly, Aunt Natalie leaned
over and swallowed most of his cock in one smooth movement.  Allen
stiffened with a gasp and another two inches of vibrator slid up inside
her, causing her to moan around his cock.  She was sucking and working her
tongue all over the head and shaft and Allen could feel his balls begin to
tighten and tingle.  He was too busy moaning to be able to warn his aunt so
the first heavy spurt caught her by surprise.  She backed off his cock and
kept stroking, drawing more spurts that splashed on her face and tits.
This added enough stimulation to send her over the edge and her whole body
spasmed as her hips bucked and the vibrator continued to stimulate her
entire pussy.

After a few moments, there bodies stopped moving and Allen fell over on his
side, laying alongside his cum soaked aunt.  She reached out and took hold
of his hand and brought it up to her lips to kiss.  Then she looked over at
him and said,

"Oh, my, god, sweetheart, that was so great.  And what a cum load.  We are
going to have so much fun while you are here.  Wait right here."

She carefully got off the bed and hurried into her attached bathroom.  A
few moments later she emerged, still naked, but all the cum had been
cleaned off.  She crawled back up onto the bed and laid down next to him,
motioning for him to roll over into the circle of his arms.  The feel of
her ample naked body felt amazing to him and his hand began to slide over
the warm smooth skin.  When his fingers bumped against the underside of one
of her tits, he slid it up further and gave it a squeeze.

"Hmm, that feels nice. You have great hands," she said as she hooked a
finger under his chin and tilted his head up until she was able to reach
his lips with hers.

It started off gently but the passion began to build and soon they were
grinding against each other, tongues wrestling.  After this went on for a
while she broke off the kiss and said,

"Oh, Allen, get on top of me, I want to feel that hard cock of yours in my
pussy. Fuck me, please," she practically begged him.

"Are you sure? I've never done that," he said.

"You'll do fine, dear.  Get between my legs, I'll guide you," she said,
pulling him over and then between her legs.

His cock was rock hard again and she maneuvered him until the head was
pressed against her pussy lips at the entrance to her moist tunnel.

"Now, rest your hands on either side of me and put your weight on them.
That's right.  Now, use your hips to push your cock against my pussy lips.
That will push them out of the way.  Oh, yes, that feels good, just like
that, push a little more. Oh yes, it's starting to push in.  Hmmm, you're
so good, baby, fuck me, please. Get your whole cock up inside me."

The slightly built boy was pushing his man sized cock into his aunt's
soaking wet pussy.  Her legs pulled up alongside his and her arms went
around him and then slid down to his ass, that she grabbed tightly and used
to pull him completely inside her.

"Oh, fuck, Allen, yes, baby, having you completely inside me is so
fantastic.  Now, start pulling out and then push back in.  That's how it's
done.  Now, fuck me, sweetie," she pleaded.

Allen let instinct time the rhythm of his hips as he fucked his aunt.  Her
arms wrapped around his back and pulled him down so that his body was on
top of hers, his chest against her tits and his face was in her neck.
There was nothing fancy about what ensued, no porn movie positions, no
sexual gymnastics.  It was just an experienced, enthusiastic woman teaching
a young man/boy that she loved how to fuck.  Since he had come twice that
day, the last time quite recently he was able to withhold this orgasm for
quite a while, providing plenty of stimulation for his aunt.  She sustained
a number of small orgasms but was now working her way up to a big one, her
hips bucking back harder and harder.

Luckily for Allen she still had him wrapped with both arms around his back
and one leg hooked over the back of one of his.  She had her head thrown
back and while he licked and kissed her neck, she was mumbling
encouragement and telling him how much she loved her sweet boy.  This ended
in a gurgle that turned into a scream as her major orgasm took hold and her
whole body bucked and spasmed.  Her clenching pussy finally tipped the
scales and Allen let loose, firing several heavy streams of cum up inside
her as he grunted into her neck.

The simultaneous orgasms rocked the two lovers as well as the bed and it
was fortunate that the house had central air and all the windows were
closed.  When they finally came down from their sexual high, Aunt Natalie
seemed reluctant to let him go. Her arms and legs remained tightly wrapped
around his slender body, almost protectively.  His softening cock was still
inside her and his head rested on her chest.  She found her voice first and
whispered,

"Oh, my lovely boy, that was spectacular. Whatever girl finds out about how
terrific you are is going to be very very lucky."

"Thanks, Aunt Nats. This was amazing.  I love the way your body feels
against mine."

She squeezed him more tightly and allowed the boy to shift so that they
were lying side by side, he wrapped in her arms.  They drifted off to sleep
like that, someone having had the presence of mind to pull a blanket from
the end of the bed over their naked bodies.

Sometime in the early morning hours, Allen felt his cock in a warm wet
place and woke up to see his aunt sitting aside his hips, riding his hard
cock to more orgasms for her and a hard one for himself.  It didn't produce
much in the way of cum but it still felt like his balls were pulling loose.
They were back to sleep in minutes.

When Allen woke up the next morning, he found himself alone in his aunt's
bed.  He remembered that she had an early appointment and she had gotten up
and out without him hearing anything.  The events of the previous day and
night had taken a toll on him and he was reluctant to get up, but he knew
that Maggie would be waiting for him and he really wanted to see her.  He
dragged himself out of the spacious bed and walked naked down the hall and
into the hall bathroom for a shower.

He soaped himself up and let the hot water run over his body, savoring the
feel. Having had a crash course in intimate human contact over the past day
and a half, he felt a whole new rush just letting his own hands run over
his smooth skin.  He used the soap again and spent additional time sudsing
up his cock and balls.  He felt the familiar tingle but he didn't want to
start something he wouldn't finish so he rinsed off, dried off and got
dressed.

On his way to the kitchen, he passed the family room and he looked towards
the door. He was surprised to see Maggie sitting at the table, reading a
paperback.  He hurried to the door and slid it open.

"Maggie, how long have you been out here?" he asked.

"Only about twenty minutes," she said with a smile as she unfolded herself
from the chair.

She walked toward him and when she got to the door she pushed him gently
backward until they were safely inside the house and then she wrapped her
arms around him and proceeded to kiss him soundly.  Neither one seemed to
be concerned with the posture their height difference required.  When they
part she held him tightly with her head on top of his. Then she said,

"Have you had your breakfast, yet?"

"Um, no, I was on my way to the kitchen when I saw you," he replied.

She kissed the top of his head and with an arm around his shoulder she
walked him to the kitchen and pointed to a chair.  He sat down and she
moved around the kitchen, getting him another bowl of cereal laced with
fruit, some additional apple slices and some slices of whole wheat toast.
When he looked at the toast she said,

"I'm a little hungry too, if you think your Aunt wouldn't mind."

"Are you kidding?  She'd be thrilled to know you were taking such good care
of me. Help yourself," he said smiling.

This got him another kiss on the top of the head and then she sat down in
the chair to his right, once again letting her leg contact his.  He noticed
her hair wasn't done up in a braid, but just bound as a pony tail.  He
liked the way it looked, it gave her a more easy going appearance.  She
looked at him while she chewed a mouthful of toast and after swallowing
said,

"You know, I was thinking about you last night."

"Really, about what?" he asked.

"Oh, about how lucky I am that things worked out the way they did so that I
finally met the boy who was willing to look at me and see someone worth
being around.  I can't tell you how excited I was when I went home after
that first day."

"Maggie, we spent most of the time not even talking to each other.  I was
working on my assignments and you were playing my video game," he pointed
out.

She reached over and squeezed his hand.  After another mouthful of toast
she said,

"You don't understand.  I know what I'm like.  Usually after my usual
barrage of questions people try to get away from me.  You could have easily
said you needed to go inside and left me there," she said, and then looked
at him through those slightly overlarge glasses, her head tilted.  "Why
didn't you?"

"A few reasons," he said. "Your barrage, as you put it, had me kind of
stunned. And I had never had a girl show so much interest in me, so I
didn't want that to end. And..." he began then stopped.

"And what?" she asked.

"I was afraid you'd chase after me if I tried to get away," he admitted,
his face going red.

Her eyes went wide and then she began to giggle, then laugh.  When she
finally stopped she leaned over and kissed him on the cheek.  Then she
brought her lips to his ear and said,

"You're probably right.  And you know what?  I would have caught you."

They finished breakfast and cleared up the table and washed everything.  As
they stood by the sink Maggie asked him,

"What are your plans for the day?"

"I thought I'd spend the morning with you.  Aunt Nats has work all morning.
She mentioned something about us doing something this afternoon, maybe you
could join us?" he asked, hopefully.

"I like the morning idea.  I don't know about the afternoon, we'll have to
see what your aunt has in mind. But for now, let's go into the family room
and talk."

She took his hand and led him to the room and the couch and sat down with
him close by her side. She looked at him and said,

"There was something else I was thinking about last night.  What we did
yesterday felt so incredible. Like I said, it was so much better to have
someone to do it with."

The she got quiet, as if she didn't express everything she wanted to say.

"What?" he said.

"Um, I was going to say it would have been better if we could have, you
know, seen what happened."

Allen frowned a bit and then said,

"What, you mean like watch us do it with a camera?"

"No, not that.  I meant if we had done it without any clothes on we could
have seen things, you know, like you shooting your stuff," she said, her
voice soft and a bit hesitant.

"You want to see me cum?" he blurted out.

"Yes," she replied even more softly.

Allen turned to face her and their eyes met.  She had none of the overly
forward, self confident way about her.  Her eyes were wide and questioning,
even vulnerable.

"Um, well, okay.  Did you have anything particular in mind or did you just
want me to pull it out and stroke it right here."

Her eyes lit up and she said,

"Yes, I have something in mind.  It's something I've had in mind for quite
a while," she replied.

"But we only met two days ago," he replied.

"I know that.  I meant it was something I've wanted to do with a boy for
quite a while. I've only just been lucky enough to meet the boy I want to
do it with," she said, rubbing his leg.

"Okay, where would you like to do this?"

"Come with me," she said, standing up and taking his hand.

She led him to his room and closed the door behind them.  Allen was wearing
some cargo shorts and a t-shirt.  Maggie was wearing a mid thigh length
skirt and a three button pull over.  She looked ready for a tennis match.
They started kissing again, standing up and then Maggie broke it off and
looked down at him and asked,

"Is my being so much taller than you a problem?"

"It was in the beginning.  It kind of added to how intimidating you were.
But now it just makes the kissing while standing up a little tricky," he
said, reaching up to pull her head down for another kiss.

When they stopped she looked at him again.

"I know what you mean about the intimidating thing. I've heard that before.
I'm glad you were able get past it.  I really like being with you," she
said with that smile.

"It's the greatest thing that's ever happened to me," he said, earnestly,
getting him another long, grinding kiss.

As the kiss intensified, Maggie started pulling Allen's shirt up.  Her warm
hands on his bare back gave each of them an added thrill.  Allen took the
hint and he slid his hands up under the back of her shirt.  They began
grinding their hips against each other and at that point Maggie broke off
the kiss and said,

"Before we get too far, I want all your clothes off.  I want to see you
naked."

"Really? Wow. Okay."

He stepped back a bit and she finished the job of pulling his shirt off.
She ran her hands over his smooth, slim chest and he blushed a bit as the
goosebumps appeared.  Then she started to unbuckle his belt.  He held her
hands and said,

"Um, what about you? Don't I get to see you naked?"

"You really want to?" she asked.

"Of course I do.  Why wouldn't I," he replied.

She smiled back at him and she undid the buttons on the shirt and she
slowly pulled it up over her head.  She too began to blush a little as a
boy saw her bare breasts for the first time.  There wasn't a lot to see.
There was just the beginning of some swelling of the chest, but the nipples
were prominent and appeared to be getting stiff.  Since she had run her
hands over his chest, he reached out to do the same.

She flinched a bit at first but his touch was warm and gentle and when the
palm covered one hard nipple, she closed her eyes and arched her back a bit
to press against his hand.  After a few moments she took hold of his hand
and brought it up to her mouth to kiss the palm a few times.

She resumed her work on his belt buckle and he watched as she got it and
the button of his pant waist undone.  He reached over and pulled down the
zipper on the side of her skirt.  She did likewise with the zipper on his
pants.  Simultaneously, they pushed each others garment down until they
fell freely around their ankles.  They stood looking at each other, he in
his briefs with a very prominent bulge, her with in a pair of simple white
cotton panties, although they were bikini cut.  Her eyes came to rest on
the bulge.

"Wow, it looks bigger than I thought it would be," she said.

Allen straighten up a bit and then a thought occurred to him.

"Is that okay?" he asked.

"Oh, yes," she said with a big grin. "It's more than okay."

She closed the distance between them and shared a embrace that involved a
lot of fondling and hip movement.  After a bit of this she put her hands on
his shoulders and pushed him gently backwards onto his bed. She gestured
for him to move all the way up.  He shimmied backwards until his head was
resting against his pillows. Maggie crawled up to kneel next to him,
resting back on her heels.  She began to stroke his legs and torso with a
long fingered hand.

Allen reached out and put his hand on her bare thigh.  She smiled down at
him. After a bit she reached up and took the simple elastic out of her
hair, releasing the pony tail.  Her long silver blonde hair flowed over her
shoulders.  The loose hair framing her face significantly altered her
appearance, softening the angular features.  He smiled more broadly and ran
his hand up her arm as far as he could reach.  She looked down at him and
asked,

"What?"

"You look very pretty when you have your hair like that," he replied.

"Thank you, but I think that might be this talking," she said, running her
hand over his bulge.

He pushed his hips up a bit to press his hard, covered cock against her
palm.  He shook his head.

"No, it's me talking.  Pulled back hair doesn't really suit the structure
of your face.  This way looks much better."

She raised an eyebrow from behind her glasses and said,

"Where did that come from?  What do you know about girls' hairstyles?"

He laughed a bit and said,

"Girls may not want to have anything to do with me, but it doesn't mean I
don't pay attention to them.  And I've got a really good memory."

"Well, this girl wants to have everything to do with you," she said,
bending down to kiss his lips while her hand began to rub a little more
energetically at his bulge.

The kiss got hotter and tongues were soon dancing in each others mouths.
Maggie hooked her thumbs in the waistband of Allen's briefs and began to
push them down over his hips.  He assisted by lifting his ass off the bed.
She was able to get them down by his knees without breaking the kiss and
Allen got them the rest of the way off.

Allen's cock was treated to gentle caresses from one of Maggie's long
fingered hands.  It felt better than anything he could imagine.  Being
stroked by Aunt Nats sure hands was one thing, but being caressed by the
hand of a girl his age that had expressed such intense interest in him was
without equal.  She broke of the kiss and sat back on her heels again,
letting her long fingers close around the thick shaft.  Her green/gold eyes
were on fire behind her glasses.  She began to slowly stroke his cock.

"Oh, my sweet Allen, this feels so good.  I've wanted something like this
for so long and I'm so happy it's with you."

"Your hand feels so good.  I love the feel of those long fingers.  I wish
this could go on forever," he replied.

She smiled at him then shifted her attention to the cock she was holding in
her hand.  She continued to stroke it slowly, seemingly fascinated by the
sight and feel of it.  He in turn let his hand wander over as much of her
bare skin as he could reach.  Even the feel of her cotton panties felt
incredibly erotic.  In a way he was glad he had cum so much the day before.
It should proved to prolong what he was feeling now.

As his hand rubbed her thighs, Maggie shifted her position slightly, her
legs parting.  Allen let his hand slip down between them and the side of
his hand brushed against the cotton covering her pussy.  She let out with a
little 'ooo' and pushed her hips forward a bit.  Taking the hint, Allen
moved his hand up tighter against the front of her panties and began to
move it up and down.

"Oh, Allen, that feels lovely.  This is so right," she breathed out
huskily.  "Take these off for me, I don't want to let go of your cock."

She swung her legs around so that Allen could get his hands on her panties
and slide them down her long slim legs.  He then stared at her exposed,
bare pussy, seeing that the lips were puffy and moist.  Her strokes were
still steady and long, but her fingers were pulsing around the shaft.  It
felt so good he needed to reciprocate.  He slid his hand up her thigh,
letting the tips of his fingers brush against the lips of her pussy, once
again getting her to voice her pleasure with a high pitched 'ooo'.

Remembering what happened the night before he let the tip of his forefinger
rub against her partially hooded clit.  Her eyes went wide and she gasped.
He rubbed a little harder and faster and she shuddered.  Her stroking
stopped and she squeezed hard, forcing some precum to run from the tip.
With surprising agility she managed to maneuver herself so that she was
lying on her side next to Allen, her hand still on his cock, and his hand
still against her pussy.  She brought her mouth against his and they began
another long grinding kiss and their hands resumed maturbating each other.
His free hand cupped the back of her head, his fingers laced into her long
thick hair.

She rolled onto him a bit more, letting her hair cover his chest and face.
They continued in this way until he began to buck his hips and he mumbled
into her mouth that he was going to cum.  She lifted her head up and looked
down his body to where she was stroking his cock with the head pointed up
towards their heads.  She fixed her attention on the head and she squeezed
and stroked until his hips jerked heavily and the first shot of cum fired
up to land on his chest.  She squeezed and jerked some more and one more
healthy shot and two lesser ones landed on his chest and stomach.

The sight of all this really added to Maggie's excitement and she hunched
her pussy against Allen's hand and he added some deft finger movements that
pushed the slim girl over the edge and she came hard, her hand squeezing
around the shaft.  When their orgasms subsided her head slowly lowered onto
his shoulder, one leg snaking up over his, her hand refusing to relinquish
it's hold on his cock.  Her shifting allowed the hand that had worked her
pussy to slip up and around her back and the other to join from the other
side.

"Oh, my sweet, sweet Allen.  That was so hot.  You have such a beautiful
cock and what a load of cum," she said softly into his ear.

He smiled to himself, thinking how she would react to one of his truly
heavy loads. They snuggle into each other and he said,

"This is so much better than anything I thought it could be, Maggie.  You
are so terrific.  Um, but, can I ask you a question?"

"Sure, anything," she replied.

"Well, it's just that when we met, you didn't strike me as someone that had
such an interest in sex.  I mean, this was kinda kinky, as they say.  Where
did you get the idea for this?"

The girl laughed a little as she rested her head on his chest.  Then she
said,

"It's sort of like you said, Allen.  Just because boys didn't have any
interest in me didn't me I wasn't interested in them. Plus you see lots of
sex in the movies, which I love to watch, and my mom loves those trashy
romance novels and I manage to sneak 'em when shes done with them.  Which
of course makes my dad happy based on what I hear coming from their room
some nights."

"Ah, well, my mom has been single for as long as I can remember and she's
never brought a date home so I've never heard that kinda stuff."

"It can be very educational.  I even saw them one time."

"What?"

"Yup, when I was twelve.  They had gone out and left me with a baby sitter.
They got home late and I was already in bed.  I guess they were a little
drunk or something because after the babysitter left they didn't even get
out of the living room.  I heard something and I found them having sex on
the couch.  I guess Mom likes cumshots too, because Dad shot all over her
face.  It was hot to see."

"Wow.  Well, like I said, I'm glad I'm the one you found."

She lifted her head up and they kissed for a while and then went back to
just laying there and holding each other.  They must have dozed off a bit
because the sound of Aunt Nats voice from beside the bed shocked them both
awake.

"Well, hello there, my dears.  Don't you two look so sweet like that."

Allen looked up, his eyes wide, to see his Aunt standing there in her
business attire, minus the suit jacket.  Her hands were clasp in front of
her and she was smiling broadly.  He could sense she was genuinely pleased.
Maggie however tried to bolt but Aunt Natalie said,

"No, no, sweetheart.  Just relax, there's no trouble here.  In fact, I
couldn't possibly be happier that you two found each other.  I just want
you to make sure you're careful.  We don't want any little accidents, do
we?"

Both of the young lovers went a little red in the face.  Allen said,

"It's not like that, Aunt Nats.  We were just playing with each other a
bit."

"Yes, I can see, and with such nice results, it would seem," she said,
eying Allen's chest meaningfully.

Maggie propped herself up on one elbow, her long hair covering her chest,
her leg still over Allen's.

"You're really not going to tell my parents?"

"Why would I do that, dear?  What you and Allen do is between you two.  I
just hope you make each other happy and enjoy the time you have together,"
she said, sitting down on the edge of the bed near the foot.

She patted Allen on the leg and added a squeeze for Maggie.  She smiled
warmly and said,

"I'm more than well aware that you both have had, shall we say, difficult
times as youngsters.  I know how that can be.  I was a little like you,
Maggie dear, when I was your age.  I was tall, still on the underdeveloped
side, and was the top math student in the school.  Boys were aggressively
indifferent to me.  Then when I was sixteen all this happened," she said,
gesturing to her expansive bust. "I really got some attention then.  It was
fun on the surface of it, but deep down, I knew they were only interested
in my big tits."

Allen smiled a bit and Maggie chuckled, taking a bit of her long hair and
twisting it with her fingers.

"Even getting married didn't solve that.  After a while it became apparent
he was only interested in getting his rocks off on these.  So I divorced
him.  You two on the other hand at least know there is one person who
wanted you for who you are, regardless of who's taller than who and whether
or not there's any resemblance to Brangelina."

"I've always thought you were very attractive, Mrs. Grossman.  I asked Mom
if she knew why you were single and I was told to mind my own business,"
Maggie said, some of her old attitude showing through despite the
circumstances.

"Oh, well, aren't you so sweet, dear," the older woman replied with a smile
and another squeeze and rub on the younger girls bare leg.

Allen caught a glint in his Aunt's eye and he wondered where this was
going.

"And I'd just like to say you look so pretty with your hair loose like
that.  I always thought that braid was a bit too severe for the bone
structure of your face, sweetheart."

"Allen said the same thing," Maggie replied with a smile.

"He is very smart, and a very sensitive young man.  And I know he meant
every word of it."

"Yes, I noticed that almost from the very beginning," Maggie said and then
caught Allen by surprise by leaning down and kissing him in front of his
Aunt.

The whole situation was starting to get to him.  Maggie's kissing, his
Aunt's hand on his leg now and the feel of the girl's lithe body against
his was starting to pump some life into his cock.  He could feel it start
moving against his leg.  When Maggie broke off the kiss she looked at Aunt
Natalie.

"Sorry, now that I know how wonderful that is, I can't stop myself."

"No need to apologize, sweetie. I highly recommend you do it as often as
you can. In fact, if you like I can leave you alone so you can do some
more," Aunt Nats offered.

"Um, if you don't mind, could you stay for a while, Mrs. Grossman?"

"I can, but why, dear?"

"Well, it's just that, like Allen said, we were just playing before,
although it did turn out really great.  There's just other stuff we haven't
tried yet and I thought, you know, it might be cool to have someone here
that knows what to do so we don't mess it up," Maggie explained.

"Are you asking me to teach you two how to have sex, sweetheart?"

"Why not? Grownups are always going on about sex education.  Why not teach
the really important stuff?" Maggie responded matter-of-factly.

"I guess it makes a certain amount of sense.  What do you think, Allen?"
his aunt asked him, her eyebrow cocked.

"It's not what I thought our first time would be," he said, looking at
Maggie but then continued, "but if that's what you want, sure."

That the idea excited him was obvious by the fact that his cock was now
fully erect again and laying on his stomach pointing up towards his chest.

"Well, alright.  Give me a few minutes to get ready," Aunt Natalie said as
she stood up and walked from the room.

When she was gone, Allen looked at Maggie who was still looking at the
door.  She had that intense look in her eyes.

"What was that all about?" he asked.

"I want us to be lovers, but I don't want our first time to be a lot of
fumbling around and embarrassing missteps.  I want it to be wonderful and
amazing and really really hot.  I think your Aunt can make that happen for
us.  Is it going to weird you out?"

"Maybe, but weird isn't always bad.  I think I'm up for it," he said,
gesturing with his head towards his lower body.

Maggie looked and saw his hard cock beckoning so she reached for it and
held it gently.  The she turned toward his face and began kissing him,
softly at first and then with increasing passion.  They were still at it
when the door opened and Aunt Nats returned, her hair down and loose,
wearing a knee length silk robe.

"Hmm, that looks so wonderful, my dears.  You certainly are ready.  So what
would you like to start with," she said as she resumed her place at the
foot of the bed.

Maggie looked up and said,

"I've always read that foreplay was really important and we've already done
the hand stuff, which was fantastic, Allen has such wonderful hands."

"I can imagine.  He's quite a talented musician so it makes sense.  So what
were you thinking?"

"I want you to teach us about oral sex.  It sounds really great in the
stories I've read," Maggie replied.

"Oh, it is, my dear, properly done it is as good as it gets.  And since you
seem so eager we'll start with you.  You seem comfortable with the idea of
handling Allen's cock so why don't you scoot down and get your face near
it."

Maggie did as she was directed and she knelt at Allen's side.  Her face was
inches from the tip of his fully hard, dripping dick.

"Alright dear, first lets use you tongue.  Let the tip just touch the head
of his cock.  Yes, that's right.  Swirl it around a bit.  How does his
precum taste?"

"It tastes heavenly.  A little sweet and a little tangy."

"Very nice, now use your whole tongue against it, yes that way, lap at it
like an ice cream cone.  Yes, now let your tongue run down the entire
length of this shaft, right down to his balls.  Oh, yes.  Your very good at
this.  Allen, your a lucky boy. Lick it some more then let your lips slide
over the head and just hold it in your mouth."

Allen was enjoying this immensely.  The sound of Aunt Nats warm, gentle
voice giving Maggie instructions was almost as good as the feel of the
girl's lips and tongue on his cock.  Without being told, Maggie began to
fondle Allen's largish balls, enjoying the feel and weight of them.

"That's it, dear, now see how much you can take in before you feel like
you're going to gag."

Maggie began to slowly let the cock fill her mouth, and she kept right on
going until all of Allen's thick cock had passed her lips.  She felt
comfortable and just applied suction before sliding back up.  Aunt Nats was
suitably impressed.

"Oh, wow, my dear, that was terrific.  Those silly boys around here have no
idea what they are missing.  Now, just keep that up for a while.  You can
let your hands tend to other things as well."

Maggie let her hands run up and down Allen's thighs and then over his
stomach, feeling a bit of the sticky, mostly dried cum from earlier.
Allen's hands had not been idle.  He had been running them over Maggie's
bare back and ass and then slipped one between her legs and was gently
rubbing her wet pussy lips.  This didn't go unnoticed so Aunt Nats said,

"Alright, Maggie, you seem to have this well in hand, now it's your turn
for some attention.  Swing your legs around so that you're straddling
Allen's chest and then lower yourself down so that your pussy is just above
his face.  Allen, you take hold of Maggie's ass and guide it down until you
can put your lips and tongue against her.  Yes, that's right.  Now just
lick up and down the crease for a while."

As Allen applied his tongue to Maggie's wet lips the girl twitched and
moaned around his cock, her long hair brushing over his bare thighs, adding
to his excitement.

"Now, Allen, I want you to use the tip of your tongue on Maggie's clit.
Yes, right there.  Lick and let the tip flick over it, she'll love it."

Which she did, the tall girl arched her back and Allen's cock slipped out
of her mouth as she threw her head back and said,

"Oh, fuck, Allen, lover, that feels sooooo good.  Damn."

Maggie's eyes came open and they met the older woman's.  Allen's aunt was
definitely getting very excited.  Maggie began to hump her pussy against
Allen's face as she continued to look at his aunt.  The woman's robe was
bunched up, showing cleavage at the top and a lot of meaty leg below.  Her
hand was running up and down Allen's lower leg.  The girl brought here face
down to once more swallow Allen's hard cock but she also let her hand slide
down his leg, coming in contact with Aunt Nats.  For a moment they held
hands and then Maggie slid her hand sideways to touch Natalie's leg.

The feel of the older woman sent another chill up her spine that joined the
one she was getting from Allen's persistent and talented tongue.  Finally
she slid her mouth off of Allen's cock and she looked at the older woman.

"Oh, Aunt Nats," she said, using Allen's words, "I need to feel Allen
inside me."

"Alright, my dear," she said with a husky voice, "climb off and lay on your
back."

Maggie did so and then she looked over at Allen.

"Come on, lover.  Let me feel you inside me.  Please, I want you so badly."

Before Allen could move Aunt Nats said,

"Yes, but first things first, sweethearts."

She reached into the small pocket of her robe and pulled out a small foil
packet. She tore it open and pulled out the rolled up condom.

"This is how it goes," she said, placing it on the tip of his cock and then
unrolling about an inch of it.  "Now Maggie, you do the rest. It helps make
sure they use one if you make a bit of a game out of it."

The girl's long slim fingers made easy work of getting the rest of the
rubber rolled down his cock. She add a quick tickle to his balls.

"All right, Allen, get between Maggie's legs and put the tip against her
pussy lips."

Aunt Natalie knew all too well that Allen knew what to do but she didn't
want to tip Maggie off just yet.  The boy followed her instructions and as
his cock began to slip between Maggie's lips she gasped, grabbed hold of
his shoulders and encouraged him to keep going with words and gestures, to
include moving her hips.  The two youngsters settled into a nice rhythm and
Natalie shifted around to watch them better, her robe opening more to
relieve much more cleavage and bare thigh almost to the hip.

Maggie's eyes remained fixed on Allen's face but her hand strayed across
the bed to resume her caressing of the older woman's bare leg.  Natalie
used one hand to caress the top of her breasts while the other reached over
to caress the nearest of Maggie's legs.  Allen appeared oblivious to the by
play and he continued to pump his thick cock into the girls tight pussy
with a steady pace.  Maggie used her free hand to pull his head down for
some smoldering tongue kisses.  Her other hand moved further up Natalie's
leg and found a trace of hair.

The older woman pulled the tie on her robe and let it fall open, revealing
all of her massive breasts, her thick stomach and the juncture of her
thighs and the trimmed patch of hair.  She played with one of her own
nipples and Maggie began to explore the thick, moist lips she found.
Natalie leaned over on her side, opening her legs wider and bringer her
head to where she could use her lips and both sets of young legs and
Allen's bare ass.  Finally feeling that something else was going on, Allen
looked around to see his fully revealed Aunt having her pussy fingered by
Maggie and his Aunt kissing and tonguing his ass.  When he looked back down
at Maggie she winked and flicked her eyebrows at him from behind those
glasses.

His hips responded by quickening their pace and he really began to pound
Maggie's young pussy while Aunt Nats worked her head down so she could lick
his shaft and Maggie's lower lips. The room began to fill with moans.
After a while Natalie rose up from behind the youngsters, pulling off her
robe and throwing it to the floor. She climbed up higher on the bed and
lowered herself down so she was lying along side them.  When both kids
looked at her so leaned in to kiss first Allen and then Maggie with deep
tonguing.  Maggie responded with great enthusiasm.  Allen watched and
wondered just what kind of books had she been stealing from her mother.

After a few more kisses for each, the older woman bent her head down and
began licking and sucking the hard nipples on the girls flat chest.  Maggie
moaned and her head moved side to side.  She also increased the pace of her
own hip humping and the sensation was becoming more than Allen could
handle.  When Maggie lunched into her third and final orgasm since this all
began, Allen lost control and he yelled he was going to come.

Aunt Nats through her leg over his and forced him in deep and he let loose,
blowing his load into the plastic sheath.  Maggie's arms tightened so hard
he couldn't breath as her orgasm continued to wrack her body.  Finally, the
two settled back down and the room was full of the sound of heavy
breathing.  When Maggie and Allen looked at each other, Maggie made an eye
gesture toward the older woman beside them and Allen gave a slight nod.

Together the gave Aunt Natalie a push so she was over on her back.  Allen
went low and pushed her legs apart and began to lick her clit and pussy
lips relentlessly. Maggie wrapped her lips around one hard nipple and
worked the other one with her long fingers.  The older women gasped but
then arched her back to push harder against the two mouths.  Within minutes
she was shuddering and screaming out her own orgasm.  For the next quarter
hour or so the three naked bodies remained wrapped up in a tangle of arms
and legs, hands rubbing softly over sweaty naked skin.

"Oh, my dears," Aunt Natalie sighed, "I haven't had a time like this in
many years. It was just wonderful.  I hope my taking part wasn't too weird
for you."

"Well, I sorta started it so I have no complaints, Aunt Nats.  It's okay I
call you that?" Maggie said.

"Oh, course you can, dear."

"And I bet Allen thinks you're very sexy, don't you, lover?" Maggie said.

"Um, well, now that you mention it, yes.  You don't mind?"

"Not as long as we get to share more times like this," she said, her
green/gold eyes blazing.  "I've read a lot of those books and I have lots
of questions."