Date: Thu, 1 Dec 2011 13:38:47 +0000
From: william michael <beau155@hotmail.com>
Subject: Aunt Natalie, part 3

The following morning Aunt Natalie had arisen at her usual time, pausing
only to share a short kiss with her nephew and telling him to go back to
sleep, which he gladly did.  In fact, Allen did not wake up again until
just after ten o'clock.  He climbed out of bed and walked naked down the
hall and into the bathroom to take a shower.  He was feeling clean and
refreshed when he was done and went to his room to get dressed.  He
remembered that Maggie wasn't going to be around until after lunch and that
saddened him a touch.  He had liked it when she made breakfast for him and
then sat with him while he ate.

When he was finished he took his laptop and went out to the patio to do
some more work on his math camp assignments.  While it was still warm, the
sky was clouding up and it looked like there might be rain by nightfall.
As was often the case when he was concentrating on something, he lost
awareness of what was going on around him.  He wasn't expecting his aunt
back until early afternoon, so when he was prodded in the shoulder he
nearly jumped out of his chair.  When he turned he saw Maggie standing
there looking down at him in surprise.

"Geez, Maggie, you scared the crap out me," Allen said.

"I'm sorry, sweetie.  Wow, when you concentrate, you really shut out the
rest of the world.  You didn't even hear me call your name when I walked
up," she replied.

He just sort of shrugged because now he was concentrating on Maggie.
Apparently, one of the places she had to go that morning was the
optometrist.  She was now wearing glasses that had smaller, metal frames
that didn't dominate her face like the older ones did.  In addition, her
long hair was down over her shoulders, except for that which would have
framed her face.  This was pulled back and clipped with simple barrettes.
While her face still had it's angular features, something about these
changes pulled at him.

"I see you noticed.  So what do you think?" she asked.

The possible consequences of answering this question froze him in place and
he couldn't respond.  Maggie's eyes narrowed and her voice took on that
insistent, almost harsh tone.

"Well?  Why don't you answer me?  Don't you like how I look now?"

"I'm afraid to answer," Allen said softly.

"Afraid, why would you be afraid?" she asked.

"Because if I say I like the way you look now, you could then think I
didn't like the way you looked before and get mad at me.  If I say I liked
the way you looked before you'll think I don't like the way you look now
and you'll get mad."

"Sweetheart, just be honest with me.  Tell me honestly, do you like the new
look?" she said evenly.

Allen closed his eyes and took the figurative step off the cliff.

"I think your new look is really great, as much as I liked how you looked
before," he said as he opened his eyes.

The big smile he got told him he was back on safe ground.  Maggie took hold
of his chair and turned it away from the table and then pulled him to his
feet and hugged him tightly and then kissed him until he thought he might
pass out.  She let go of him and he sat back into his chair heavily.  She
took the chair to the right and smiled again.

"Where the heck did you get the idea I was going to react like you
thought?"

"I was out shopping with my mom once.  She was trying on some clothes and I
was sitting near the dressing rooms and a lady came out and asked the man
she was with how she looked.  When he said the dress looked really good on
her, she said something like, what, my other clothes don't look good?  No
matter what he said she kept turning it around on him.  It was horrible.
When my mom came out finally she had to look for me, I was hiding in the
back of the store.

"Oh, baby, that's horrible.  How old were you?"

"Maybe seven."

She reached out and took hold of his hand.

"I would never do something like that to you, ever."

"I guess I should know that but this is all so new and I really don't know
you that well.  And I guess I'm worried my luck won't hold and I'll do
something to screw things up," he replied, his eyes looking haunted.

Maggie reached over and took hold of one hand.  She looked at him hard with
those green/gold eyes that seemed more prominent behind the smaller
glasses.

"I understand what you mean, we have know each other only a short time.
But I swear to you that I would never try to mess with your head that way.
And what do you mean about luck?  What has luck got to do with it?" she
asked.

"Everything, I'd have to think.  My coming here not long after you moved
in?  A girl my age that not only wanted to talk to me but actually fell in
love with me and..." he stopped and then said more quietly, "wants to have
sex with me.  That has to be luck."

She looked as if she was about to say something but she shook her head,
stood up and pulled him upright.  She looked at his laptop and said,

"Take that with you and come with me," she said.

He grabbed his computer and carried it inside as Maggie led him through the
family room and down the hall to his bedroom.

"Put it down."

Allen set his laptop on his desk and faced Maggie, who reached out and took
his face in her long fingered hands and said,

"I don't believe in luck," and then she pulled his face to hers and began
to kiss him passionately.

He responded quickly and slid his arms around her waist and pulled her
close.  After a few moments of this he pulled back a bit and said,

"Lets use the bed."

"My thoughts exactly, but lets get rid of the clothes first.  That's easier
standing up," she said.

He smiled widely and then pulled off his shirt.  In a matter of moments the
two young lovers were facing each other completely naked.  Despite what she
had said, Allen had to figure luck came into it somewhere.  He stepped
forward and with only a slight dip of his head he took one of her firm
nipples between his lips and began to suck and lick it.  Maggie took hold
of his head in both of her hands and held him firmly in place.

"Oh, Allen, sweetheart.  That feels so wonderful. I love the feel of your
lips there."

His hands were back around her waist and he took hold of both of her small
bare ass cheeks and he squeezed them as he held her tightly against him.
Then she pulled his head away and looking down at him said,

"Remember the bed, sweetheart?"

He smiled back and together they made their way to his bed, laying down
facing each other, arms and legs enfolding each other as the kissing
resumed. While the kissing was passionate they employed gentle caresses and
fondling everywhere else.  Maggie pulled her hips back away from Allen so
she could reach between them and wrap her long fingers around his thick,
hard cock.  He reciprocated by sliding a finger along her wet, slippery
pussy lips and then begin to slowly rub her clit.  She began to moan into
his mouth.

He leaned into her a little bit and she rolled over onto her back, exposing
herself to him.  He continued to work on her clit as he began kissing his
way down her throat to her chest, pausing to spend time licking and sucking
her hard nipples. Her free hand cupped the back of his head and held it
firmly against her nipple. He sucked and licked and rubbed and she began to
writhe under his touch, her hips undulating in rhythm with his rubbing.

After long moments like this Allen resumed his trek down her torso, lick
and kissing the warm bare skin.  Her hand rested lightly on his head but
she had to let go of his cock as he slid further down her body.  When his
mouth came in contact with her clit, she shuddered and jerked and he
maneuvered his body between her outstretched legs and he settled in to
thoroughly lick and suck on her pussy.

In response, she was arching her back, her head moving from side to side.
She pulled her legs back a bit and rested her feet on the small of his
back.  She was mumbling how good he was, how much she loved his hands and
tongue and how much she loved him.  He let one hand slide up her body and
his fingers played with one nipple and then the other.  He then began
working down the space between her pussy and her asshole, her splayed legs
giving him full access.  When his tongue came in contact with her tight
puckered ring, she yelped but her hand on his head pushed it down more
firmly.  He licked and probed and her hips responded with more urgent
motions.  When it was good and wet he moved his mouth back up to her pussy
and he replaced his tongue with a finger on her asshole.

As his tongue pushed up inside her pussy, his finger began to push past the
ring and invade her asshole.  Her hips began to thrash and he had to use
his other arm down across her lower abdomen to keep from being thrown off.
As his finger went in further she began to verbalize her pleasure.

"Oh, fuck, shit, oh god, oh god, oh god, Allen, you're incredible, yes,
yes," she uttered.

Then the last yes tailed off into a scream that she smothered by pulling
his pillow over her face.  Her body tensed, then bucked, and bucked again.
Her legs closed around his back and squeezed.  Again he was impressed with
how strong her thin limbs could be. Then it was over and she collapsed on
the bed, limp as a wet dishtowel.  Her legs slid off from around his back
and her hands were loose on the bed.  He raised his head and could see the
pillow was still laying on her face so he got up on his knees and moved up
so he could remove it.  When her face was visible he could see the half
lidded eyes looking up at him, her smile lazy and very contented.

"Oh, lover, what you do to me."

He leaned down and kissed her gently and then took the pillow and pushed it
against the head board and lay back, his head and upper back propped
against the pillow.  He opened his arms and she moved around so that she
was laying alongside him, one leg over his, her arm across his torso as he
held her with both arms.

"What a way to start the day," she said quietly.

"I wish we could wake up like this everyday," he replied as he played with
her hair with one hand.

"Funny you should say that.  I had a dream like that last night.  It was
wonderful."

As they talked her hand slid down his stomach and took hold of his still
hard cock.  She went back to stroking it gently, while she kissed his bare
chest.

"Hmmm, you could do that to me all day long and I wouldn't mind."

"Well, I have other plans for the rest of the day, but we aren't going
anywhere until I see and taste what you have stored up in here for me.  You
just lay back and let me take care of you," she said.

She spent some time stroking and rubbing the thick shaft and rubbing the
oozing precum into the head and skin.  She licked his nipples and kissed
the skin of his chest.  As her hand slid to the base of his cock, her long
fingers were able to cup his balls and fondle them as her thumb rubbed the
underside of his cock.  She paid particular attention to where the head and
shaft met. Now it was Allen's turn to move his hips in slow rolling
motions.  Although he couldn't see it, she was smiling at the reaction she
was getting out of him.

"Hmm, Maggie, your hand feels so good on my cock."

"Not as good as this, lover," she said as her head moved down and her lips
slid over the slick cock head.

Allen groaned and his hips pushed up, sliding more of the thick shaft
between her wet welcoming lips.  She wrapped her arms and legs around him,
practically cuddling him as she slowly sucked his cock, easing the entire
shaft into her mouth.  He had his hands on her head, just holding it,
adding the feel of her thick hair to the other feelings she was giving him.
Neither one was in any hurry to bring this amazing blow job to an end but
poor Allen had been so wound up while he was eating her pussy and ass, now
he had no hope of making this last for long.  She sucked him for maybe
another five minutes and then his hips began to move more forcefully.  Her
hand took a firmer grip on the base of his cock and held it fast.

With grunt, his hips gave one more shove and his first blast of cum shot
into Maggie's mouth and throat.  She swallowed instinctively and tried to
keep up by the third shot was spilling past her lips to run down his cock
to his balls.  The next two followed suit but she was still gulping and
trying to capture it.  When his hips stopped thrusting and his orgasm
subsiding, Maggie began licking and sucking and in a few moments had all of
his escaped cum back in her mouth and she swallowed it down. When she was
done she turned her head to look up at Allen, who was regarding her with
wide eyes.

"Damn, Maggie, you swallowed my whole load."

"It's so delicious, I don't want to waste any of it.  I did have to clean
up what spilled out.  You come so much and so fast," she said, her eyes
sparkling.

She resumed her former position and they lay cuddled like that for a while,
not saying anything, but each thinking the same thought, that this wasn't
going to last.  Eventually, Maggie lifter her head up and kissed his face
and then his lips, Allen able to just make out the taste of cum on her lips
and tongue.  Then she looked at him and said,

"We should get outside for a while this afternoon.  We need to pace
ourselves.  I'm hoping we can play with Aunt Nats tonight."

"Sounds good to me.  Lets use the bathroom and clean up a bit," Allen
replied.

They helped each other up off the bed and Maggie caught her reflection in
the long narrow mirror that was on Allen's closet door. She stopped and
regarded herself, turning this way and that.  Then she turned to look at
Allen.

"Do you think I'm too skinny?"

Allen froze a bit and then remembered what she had said earlier.

"I think you could use a few pounds," he said evenly.

"I look like a boy, don't I," she pouted.

"No, you most certainly do not look like a boy.  You look like a tall girl
who should probably eat a little more."

"You sound like my mom," she said with a half smile.

Allen walked up beside her and put his arms around her naked body.

"Maggie, you know how I feel about how you look, before, after, whatever.
But in this case, I'm more concerned with how healthy it is for you like
this.  You know that being underweight can be as bad as being overweight as
far as your health is concerned, right?"

"Yes, I saw and heard all that stuff in health class last year.  It's not
like I'm aneroxic or bulemic.  I just don't have much of an appetite," she
said, wrapping an arm around his shoulder.

"Have you always been this tall?" Allen asked.

"What?  You think I was born six feet tall?" she asked, looking down at
him.

"No, I didn't ask that right.  Have you always been this much taller then
kids our age?"

"No, this started about two and a half years ago, before I turned thirteen.
I've been this tall for about a year now.  And before you ask, no, I wasn't
this skinny until after I started growing so fast," she finished.

He ran his hand over her flat stomach and said,

"You should probably listen to your mom and see what you can do about
eating more, or better.  You might have problems with vitamin and mineral
deficiencies if you don't.  I'd hate for you to get sick," he said, looking
up at her with genuine concern.

She looked down at him and smiled, then kissed the top of his head.  If it
was important to him, she would see what she could manage.  Then a happy
thought occurred to her.  Cum was almost pure protein.  Her diet had
already improved.  With an arm still around each other they walked to the
hall bathroom and got themselves washed up and in a few minutes they were
dressed and outside the house.

"So, what were you're plans for the afternoon," Allen asked.

"Well, if you wouldn't mind, could we walk down to the community center.
There's a hotdog wagon there in the summer so we could get something to eat
and I'd love to hear you play some more piano," she replied.

"Sure, that sounds like fun.  We can figure out what I'm going do about
Saturday night," he said.

"I thought you would just play some of your songs," she said as they walked
hand in hand down her driveway to the sidewalk.

"You saw how I get.  I figure I might need you to help me get started and
then at some point, slow me down so I can stop.  I don't think they want me
going on and on," he replied as they walked along.

"I don't know.  If you can get the place going, they might not want you to
stop," she said with a smile.

It didn't take long to get to the center and they made the hotdog wagon
their first stop.  It was actually a converted delivery truck and sold a
number of items besides hotdogs.  In fact, they wound up buying tacos, each
having two.  Maggie was going to have just the one, but figured she'd see
what she could handle.  Perhaps the energy she expended in bed with Allen
had something to do with it but the second taco didn't stand a chance.
When they were done Allen smiled at her.

They made their way into the small party room and as they approached the
piano, the same lady as before came out, all smiles.

"Ah, Allen isn't it?  Can we still count on you for some entertainment
Saturday night?"

"Yes, ma'am.  We came down so I could practice a bit and see what we'd do
for you.  How much time would you like me to plan on?"

"Oh, perhaps twenty to thirty minutes would be fine.  Although if the
audience likes you they may ask for more," she said with a smile.

Allen nodded, then said,

"That sounds manageable, ma'am."

With a smile and parting wave, the lady went back to her little office
while Allen and Maggie went to the piano.

"So are you going to need me to help you again?" Maggie asked.

"I think so.  If there's already going to be a bunch of people here, I
might have some issues.  Having you up here with me would help a lot," he
said.

They sat down together and once again he went over the bass line part he
taught her the other day.  He was pleased, but not all that surprised that
she remembered nearly all of it and after two passes was confidently
playing.  He then began his melody with his right hand and before too long
he was locked in and everything around him seemed to fade into the
background.  At some point Maggie stopped playing and just sat and watched
in wonder as Allen's fingers danced and floated over the keyboard.  She
thought she began to see some patterns in what he was doing and she would
ask him about it when he finished.  Once again, some of the people that
were in the center drifted toward the sound of the music.  Even those who
were patronizing the hotdog wagon were finding spots to sit near the open
door to the center so they could here the music.

Maggie had been watching the time and after thirty minutes she figured
she'd try and figure out how to bring him back.  She didn't want it to be
anything dramatic so she leaned in so her mouth was close to his ear and
she whispered some ideas about what their evening together might be like
and added a light touch to his thigh just about the knee.  She could see
his face in profile and the closed eyes began to blink a bit and his
playing slowed.  When his mouth stretched into a little smile she knew she
had him back and he brought the last riff to an end and then sat back.

He started to blush a bit when the smattering of applause broke out.
Maggie leaned in further and kissed his cheek.  He looked back at the
bespectacled green/gold eyes and smiled shyly.

"You did that very well.  Your voice and what you were saying did the
trick.  Looks like you'll have to stay up here with me Saturday."

"That will be fun.  You know, while I was sitting here I was watching you
play.  I thought I noticed some things about what you were doing with your
right hand.  Can you show me some of that?" she asked.

"I'd be glad to.  Shift over a bit so you can reach this side easier."

They sat there for close to an hour as he showed her how to play a simple
melody to the bass line she already knew.  He didn't get into any theory or
piano basics.  Just what notes played where and when.  By the time they
were done she was able to work through a two minute segment and her smile
was wide as she played it one last time.  Then she wrapped her arms around
him and hugged him tight.

"Oh, that was wonderful.  I think I'm going to have to find one of those
electronic keyboards.  I know we'd never afford a regular piano," she said.

"I have several that I've managed to find.  If you know where to look, you
can get 'em cheap, even for free.  I'll help you look while I'm here."

They walked around the neighborhood for a while and then headed for home as
it was getting close to dinner.  As they stood in her driveway, Maggie
hugged him again and thanked him for the morning and the piano lesson and
said she'd be over after dinner.  He could see that Aunt Nats was home so
he'd have his own dinner to eat.  He walked into the house feeling pretty
good.  He even managed to ignore the specter of the end of next week.

"Allen, dear, there you are.  Did you two have a nice afternoon?"

"Yes, ma'am.  Maggie came over around noon.  She got new glasses and she
looks great.  You'll see them when she comes over after dinner.  Then we
went down to the community center, had some lunch, and we practiced for
Saturday night," he said as he walked into the kitchen.

"How wonderful.  Well, dinner is almost ready.  How about coming here and
giving your old Aunt a kiss," she said, holding out her arms.

"Aunt Nats, you aren't old," he said as he walked into the circle of her
arms.

"Aren't you sweet," she said and then brought her lips to his in a warm
soft kiss that lingered.  They were hugging each other tightly and Aunt
Nats hips began to move.  She pulled back a bit and said,

"Oh, my boy, I woke up so horny for you this morning, but I had to leave on
time.  It's even worse now," she said in a low, hoarse voice.

"Maggie has some plans for us tonight but maybe I can help you for now," he
said.  "Turn around and lean against the counter."

With a little smile she did as he directed, thrusting her ample ass out in
his direction.  She was wearing a knee length skirt which he flipped up
over her ass.  He smiled to see she was wearing a thong and her stockings
were held up by a garter belt. Kneeling behind her he pulled the thin
material aside and brought his head in to begin licking her smooth and
already damp pussy lips.  Aunt Nats let out a groan and lowered her head to
rest on the counter top as Allen began to thoroughly lick all along her
lips, flicking her clit with his tongue and then back down so he could push
his tongue into her hole.  His hands were gripping and squeezing her meaty
ass cheeks and as he probed deeply into her now soaking wet pussy he could
see her asshole winking at him.  He slid a hand closer and let his thumb
play with the puckered ring as he worked her pussy thoroughly.

"Oh, my god, Allen, sweetheart.  Oh, your tongue feels so good in my pussy.
Yes, play with my ass.  Stick your thumb in there and fuck my asshole."

He did as she requested and pulling his face back he spit several times on
his thumb and her asshole and began to slide it in and out.  He resumed his
attack on her pussy, feeling the juice run down his chin.  Her legs were
quivering as he began to concentrate on her clit.  He could feel her
pushing back against him and he increased the pace at which he fucked her
ass with his thumb and licked her clit.  Her hips bucked twice more and
then he heard her muffled scream and the wash of fluid over his lower
face. He kept the pressure up until her orgasm subsided and she slumped
against the counter.

He stood up and rubbed his hands over her bare ass and covered back.
Finally she stood up and turned around, her face beaming and she took his
face between her hands and brought his lips to hers in a long, passionate,
tongue kiss.  She murmured into his mouth as she tasted her own pussy
juice. Then she wrapped her arms around him and held him tightly before
letting him go.

"My god, you are fantastic.  But you must have a terribly hard cock in your
pants right now."

"It's okay, Aunt Nats.  Maggie sucked a big load out of me this morning. I
can wait until we are all together," he said with a smile.

His aunt smiled again, shifted her dress into place and with a last brief
kiss sent him off to wash up while she set the table. Dinner was a very
pleasant affair.  They talked about his upcoming 'gig' at the community
center and she was impressed at how quickly Maggie picked up the one piece.

"She's a very fast learner, that girl," Aunt Nats said.

"About a lot of things," Allen replied with a grin.

His aunt laughed and they finished their meal and cleaned up the kitchen.
They were sitting together on the couch in the family room for about
fifteen minutes when the now familiar figure of the tall thin girl appeared
at the slider.  Aunt Natalie waved her in and stood up to greet the girl.
After an initial hug, the older woman held the younger at arms length and
looked at her.

"My dear, I must say you are looking beautiful tonight.  With your hair
down and those lovely new glasses.  It's a whole new you," she said and
then pulled the girl to her and gave her a long kiss.  When they separated
Maggie dropped onto the couch and wrapped Allen in a tight embrace and
kissed him soundly.  When she backed away she looked at him with a smile
and said,

"You, my love, have made my mother very happy.  I paid more attention to
what I was eating at dinner and did a good job of it. When she asked me
what was going on, I told her you suggested I could do with a better diet.
She thinks you're a genius," she finished and kissed him again, before
settling into the couch at his side.

Aunt Nats sat down on the other side of Allen, resting her hand on his
thigh and said,

"He certainly does seem to be able to make women happy.  He certainly
improved my mood before dinner," she said with a wicked little grin.

"I know, isn't he marvelous, Aunt Nats?" Maggie gushed. "I thought I'd pass
out, he made me come so hard this morning."

Allen was blushing as he sat between his two ladies, his shorts starting to
feel uncomfortably tight.  Both his ladies laughed and they leaned in to
kiss his face and lips and his aunt began to rub his leg more suggestively.
Tongues began to emerge and soon it was a three way wrestling match.  Then
the phone rang.  Aunt Natalie cursed softly under her breath.

"Damn, this had better be important.  You two carry on and I'll be right
back."

She got up off the couch and went into the kitchen and picked up the phone.
Allen and Maggie watched her leave and then started kissing again.  The
sound of a door closing got their attention and they looked to see that the
door to her small office was closed so whatever it was that needed to be
addressed in private.  Allen hoped it wasn't a client but he recalled she
had a separate cell phone for her business needs.  He and Maggie snuggled
down and did some light petting while they waited.  They heard an
occasional word or phrase from the room, unintelligible but with some heat
behind them.

"I hope this isn't going to wreck our evening together," Maggie said. "I
was really looking forward to a three way."

"You know, you need to lend me some of these books of yours. They seem to
have a lot of great ideas in them," Allen said with a grin.

Maggie smiled and said,

"No, I want to be the one to introduce you to those ideas."

They cuddled and kissed some more until the door of Aunt Nats' office swung
open and she walked out, her face unreadable.  She put the cordless phone
back in the kitchen and then walked back into the family room and sat down
on the couch, turned to face the two young lovers.  Her hands were clasped
in her lap.

"Allen, that was your mother on the phone."

"What, she's back already?" he asked, his voice reflecting the sinking
feeling in his stomach.  "Do I have to go home early?"

He could feel Maggie's grip tighten on him.

"She was calling long distance, from Costa Rico.  Apparently, the group
that sponsored the trip down there has offered her the chance to stay and
work on a project they have going.  She agreed.  She'll be there at least
six months.  She called to ask me to send you down there," Aunt Nats
replied evenly.

"What?  I have to go to live in Central America?" he asked, aghast as he
saw all his plans for weekend visits to Maggie and his Aunt go up in
flames.

He thought he heard Maggie gasp and possibly sob from beside him.

"That was her initial idea.  After some discussion it was pointed out that
the middle of a rain forest was no place for you and you'd be much better
off right here."

Allen began to see a glimmer of hope and Maggie's grip on his arm was
almost painful.

"What are you saying, Aunt Nats?" Allen asked.

"I'm saying, that after much discussion and a bit of yelling, I've
convinced your mother that you will remain here until she returns, that you
will enroll in the local high school and that I will be given power of
attorney and temporary guardianship. Simply put, my dear boy, you're
staying put for the foreseeable future," she said, finally smiling.

Maggie let out a screech and through her arms around his neck and was
kissing his face. Aunt Nats looked at him and laid a gentle hand on his
arm.

"Allen, sweetheart, are you alright?" she asked.

He was anything but.  His emotions were boiling and threatening to
overflow.  He was happy at the thought of being able to spend so much more
time here with his aunt and Maggie, but how could his mother, after only a
few days, decide it was more important to tromp around some jungle and try
to drag him down there, instead of coming home to him.  Was his life of so
little significance? He was looking at his aunt, blinking and then said
from far away,

"That's it?  First she wants me down there and then she decides to leave me
here with you, without putting up much of a fight?"

"Don't look at it that way, dear," she said, laying a hand on his shoulder.
"You know your mom doesn't always do the best job of thinking things
through.  She finally realized, after it was pointed out, that your best
interests wouldn't be served by bringing you down there for who knows how
long."

"I thought you said six months."

Natalie took a deep breath and said,

"She wasn't very clear but there was some mention about a man.  That might
complicate things."

Allen slumped a bit.  He was generally ignorant of his mother's romantic
involvements but on the few occasions when he did meet her man of the
moment he was generally someone heavily involved in whatever her current
interest was.  He could well imagine the complications that might arise.
He took in a deep breath and let out a long sigh.

"What about the house, and her job?"

"Well, as far as the house is concerned, she sold that almost four years
ago and has been renting it ever since.  She said the lease is almost up
anyway.  We'll get your clothes and things and the rest is going to be
moved out by some friends in the group she's involved with.  The car is
going to be used by them as well.  I insisted as part of the power of
attorney that she set aside some portion of what she has left from the sale
of the house to provide for your expenses, although I'll gladly cover the
day to day things."

"Are you sure, Aunt Nats?  I don't want to cause problems for you," he
replied.

"My dear sweet boy.  I love you as the son I've never had.  I always have.
And now, well, it goes so much deeper.  Don't you worry.  Your Aunt has
done quite well for herself. Don't let these modest surroundings fool you.
I just prefer it this way. We'll be more than fine," she said as she hugged
him tightly.  "So, are you okay?"

"I-I don't know. I'll love being here with you and Maggie but..." he tailed
off.  "I need to think a minute.  Would you excuse me," he said in that far
away voice.

He stood up as Natalie and Maggie let go of him and he went to the slider
and let himself out onto the patio.  They watched him in the waning
sunlight as he walked out onto the lawn for a little bit, his head tilted
up as he looked at the clouds back lit by the sun that had set but still
reflected from the underside of the cloud cover.  They saw his head droop
and his shoulders sag.  Maggie slid to the edge of the couch, eager to rush
out to comfort him but Natalie laid a hand on her forearm.  But when they
saw him sag to his knees, his head bowed so far that it practically touched
the grass, they were both up and heading for the door.  They rushed to his
side and found him hugging himself, deep sobs wracking his thin body.  They
both had arms around him and were trying to sooth him. Nothing was getting
through and they simply had to hold on until he was done.  Maggie looked
around to see if anyone could see them from her house but the windows
remained curtained.

Finally the sobs stopped and his body began to relax.  With gentle firmness
his two ladies were able to get him straightened up, seeing his face
streaked with tears.  Natalie hugged him while Maggie tried to wipe the
tears from his face with gentle fingers.

"Sweetheart," the girl began. "Is it really so bad, staying here and going
to school with me?"

He laughed a bit and said in a hoarse voice,

"No, in fact, that's like a dream come true.  It's just that it's all been
sort of overwhelming.  Being sent hear on short notice, finding you and
what I have with Aunt Nats, knowing I'd have to leave and then what just
happened.  It just all sort of collided inside and blew up.  I'm sorry.  I
didn't mean to upset you both," he said sniffling a bit.

"Come on, Maggie, lets get him up and back in the house."

They helped Allen stand and hooked arms on both sides and walked him into
the house.  Maggie then walked him to the hall bathroom and sat him on the
edge of the tub and knelt in front of him and used a damp washcloth to wash
his face.  When she was done she leaned in and kissed him lightly.

"If it's any help, I'm doing all I can to keep from running outside and
shouting how happy I am that you'll be here.  My dream just came true," she
said, smiling broadly.

Allen couldn't help but smile back as he stared into those beautiful eyes.
She leaned in and kissed him a bit more firmly and was surprised when he
wrapped his arms around her and pulled her in tight.  She melted against
him and returned his kiss with fervor. This went on for several minutes and
then he pulled back.  They locked eyes again and she said,

"I hope that means you're happy we'll be together."

"I am, and once I get myself pulled together, I'll be even happier.  It
just sort of hit me all at once."

She kissed him again and then stood up and taking both his hands pulled him
up to his feet and taking his arm again she walked him back to the family
room where Aunt Nats stood waiting.  She held her arms wide and he stepped
in to get a hug that offered all the warmth and love of home.

"Feeling better, sweetheart?"

"Yes, Aunt Nats, I'm getting a hold on it.  It was just a shock, you know?
I know being here will be great, it's just not what I expected," he
responded, his head on her shoulder.

"Life does that to us, my dear.  How we handle it is what matters," she
said.

She then brought her lips to his and began a long kiss that slowly built in
intensity.  Maggie walked over and pulled the curtain across the slider to
shut out the rest of the world.  Then she walked up behind Allen and
pressed her body against his and wrapped her long arms around the two.  As
he kissed with his Aunt, Maggie planted soft kisses on his neck and cheek.
She was even able to kiss Aunt Nats face as well.  When the kissing
stopped, but the embrace continued, Aunt Nats looked at Maggie and said,

"I understand you had some plans for us this evening.  What did you have in
mind, my dear?"

"Well, actually, it might not be such a bad idea, after all.  Allen,
sweetheart, why don't you go and sit on the couch.  You could use a little
rest I think," Maggie said, her eyes dancing.

Allen broke out from between his two ladies and walked over to the couch
and sat down.  Maggie moved forward and she and Aunt Nats embraced tightly,
their lips brushing and then meeting, parting and grinding.  Allen watched
intently as the kissing grew in intensity, their hands moving over backs
and asses, hips grinding.  He could feel his pants begin to tighten again
and he was rubbing the bulge.  Maggie found the zipper on Aunt Nats skirt
and undid it, pushing it down until it fell on it's own around the older
woman's ankles.  The long fingered hands gripped the now naked ass cheeks
and squeezed.  Aunt Nats responded in kind and soon Allen could see that
Maggie had made another change.  Instead of white cotton bikini panties,
she was wearing some kind that had string sides and possibly lace front and
back.

Next came the tops.  Maggie didn't have a bra on so her slight bulges and
hard nipples were now rubbing against the material of Aunt Nats heavy duty
bra.  Maggie reached behind and undid the snaps and helped the older woman
discard the under garment.  Now nearly naked they kissed, fondled and
rubbed against each other, a contrast in body types but comparable in
passion and drive. The kiss broke off and they both looked at Allen their
cheeks touching.

"Sweetheart, you look very uncomfortable," Aunt Nats practically purred.
"Why don't you get those clothes off?"

Allen wasted no time and soon he was sitting on the couch, his ass at the
edge of the couch, his hard cock in hand being slowly stroked.  His ladies
returned to kissing each other, each pressing her pussy against the others
thigh, slowly grinding themselves into ecstasy.  Maggie brought her hands
down and slipped her fingers into the waist of Aunt Nats panties and slowly
pushed them down to her knees.  The older woman then wiggled them down and
then kicked them off.  She then returned the favor and shortly the two were
completely naked, but for Aunt Nats garters and stockings.

"Oh, Aunt Nats, those look so sexy on you," Maggie murmured.

"I think we need to get you some pretty lingerie, my dear."

They continued to kiss and grind pussies, now feeling each others tits and
nipples.  Allen was entranced and one hand stroked his dick and the other
played with a hard nipple.  He was breathing heavily.  Maggie had other
ideas as well. She dipped her head down and began sucking on one of the
thick hard nipples.  Her hand slid down and fondled and rubbed Aunt Nats
thick wet pussy lips.  Aunt Nats brought her hand up and cupped Maggie's
bare pussy and slipped a finger between the soft wet lips.  Maggie gasped
and groaned.  She brought her head up and seemed to whisper in Aunt Nats'
ear.  The woman nodded and they slowly settled to the carpeted floor,
rearranging so that the older woman was on her back, her knees up and legs
spread, and Maggie lying on top, her head between Natalie's legs and her
pussy directly about the older woman's face.

Allen was mesmerized and his dick was so hard that it hurt.  He watched
them for a few minutes and then stood up and went to stand by Aunt Nats
head.  He knelt down, getting situated behind Maggie's ass, he knees behind
and to the side of his Aunt.  He rubbed his cock up and down her ass crease
and got his balls licked for good measure.  He put the head to the hole of
Maggie's pussy and pushed in slowly.  The girl groaned, but it was muffled
by his aunt's pussy. He took hold of the narrow hips and began to slowly
push in deeper until his dick was fully enveloped by the warm wet pussy.
Then he began to fuck.  With firm, steady, but slow, hip movements he
plunged his dick in and out of the tight hole.  In addition, Aunt Nats
alternated between licking Maggie's click and his dick, balls and asshole.

Maggie in return plunged her face back into Aunt Nats pussy and licked and
probed as deep as she could.  Aunt Nats groaned her appreciation as she
continued working on the youngsters.  Allen kept up a steady pace as ran
his hands over Maggie's bare back and ass, tickling her asshole now and
again.  It had been an emotional start to the evening and it seemed like
each of the three lovers were doing their best to ease the tension and
cares away.  No one seemed to hurry or press. They were simply reveling in
the feelings given and taken.

But it couldn't last for ever and Allen had other plans.  He slid from
Maggie's pussy and moved around in front of her. He slid his cock into his
Aunt's pussy and began to fuck her.  Maggie raised her head and first began
to lick his hard nipples and then captured his lips for a searing, tongue
wrestling kiss.  As he felt his balls tighten he broke of the kiss and
said,

"I'm going to cum.  Take my load."

Maggie's eyes gleamed as she dipped her head to meet his cock as he pulled
it out.  She captured the head and swallowed half the shaft.  This sent
Allen over the edge and his hips bucked as he spewed out his load.  It was
heavy and thick and again, Maggie couldn't handle it all and it dripped
from her mouth onto his cock and down onto Aunt Nats pussy.  The taste of
his cum and the deep probing of Aunt Nats tongue drove her into an intense
orgasm of her own. What cum she couldn't swallow puddled on Aunt Nats and
when Allen was done and he slumped back to sit on his heels, she bent down
and began licking all that thick cream up as her own orgasm subsided.  As
she licked, Maggie made sure to hit the clit and soon Aunt Abs was bucking
and screaming out her pleasure into Maggie's pussy.

It didn't take long for Maggie to lap up all that delicious, and oh so good
for you, cream.  When she looked up at her lover she said,

"My favorite protein supplement."

Boy and girl smiled then laughed and Maggie climbed off of Natalie so that
she could grab Allen and force him to the floor so she could lay on top of
him and kiss him long and deep.  At some point Aunt Nats was beside them,
rubbing and kissing young bare skin. A little later they sat on a blanket
Aunt Nats spread in front of the couch.  Allen was in the middle, receiving
the gentle attentions of his Aunt and girlfriend, who were hugging him and
stroking his arms and legs.

"How are you feeling, sweetheart?" Aunt Nats asked.

"I'm okay I guess.  Please don't take it wrong.  I love being here and I'm
really looking forward to staying.  It just came at me fast, on top of
everything else."

"Well, I don't know about anyone else but I'm thrilled," Maggie said. "This
couldn't get any better.  But I better give my mom a call and ask if it's
okay if I stay later.  I'm not leaving until I'm sure my lover here is
happy and content."

She stood up and walked naked to the kitchen were she picked up the
cordless phone and dialed her house.  Allen and his Aunt watched as the
slender girl stood in the kitchen and talked to her mother.

"Yeah, mom, it's me.  Is it okay if I stay later?  Yeah, Allen got some
upsetting news and it might take some time for him to get over it.  What?
Really?  Are you sure?  No, that would be great.  Sure, okay, thanks, mom."

When she hung up she smiled broadly and practically ran into the family
room and dropped to her knees at Allen's side.

"You won't believe this, but my Mom said it was okay if I wanted to stay
overnight , it was okay as long as Aunt Nats is here to keep an eye on
things."

"What?" Allen blurted out.  "You get to stay overnight?"

"Yes, as long as you say it's alright, Aunt Nats," Maggie replied eagerly.
"Besides I think Mom has something else in mind.  I told you that sometimes
I can hear them having sex and Mom would always tell Dad they needed to be
quiet.  I bet they won't be very quiet tonight."

"Well, of course it's alright.  And it's nice that your parents benefit as
well.  Oh my darlings, what a night it's going to be."

And what a night it was.  By the time the three of them fell asleep in Aunt
Nats big bed in a tangle of arms and legs sometime after midnight, Maggie
had swallowed another of Allen's cum loads and he blew his last one up Aunt
Nats ass as she licked Maggie to a final body wracking orgasm. Just before
falling off to sleep they arranged themselves so that Maggie was spooning
Allen and Aunt Nats was behind Maggie.

When Allen woke up later that morning, he was still wrapped up in Maggie's
arms. He turned his head and found her looking back at him, squinting that
little squint she had when she wasn't wearing her glasses.  She smiled at
him and said,

"Good morning, sweetheart.  How are you?"

"Happy and content," he replied recalling her words from last night.

Her smile widened and she leaned into to kiss his lips lovingly.  Then she
said,

"Another dream come true.  This has been an amazing week so far.  And now
we don't have the end of next week hanging over our heads."

He wiggled himself around so that he could put his arms around her and they
just lay there cuddle up.  This was how Aunt Nats found them when she came
in to announce breakfast.

"Alright, my dears.  Up we come.  Time for breakfast and then Maggie should
go home to let her mom know all is well."

At the bottom of the bed, they could see their discarded clothes placed
neatly and they were dressed quickly and sitting at the kitchen table.  As
Aunt Nats put down plates with pancakes, fruit and bacon in front of the
two youngsters she said,

"Now, Allen, we'll have to drive to your house and get your things.  I was
thinking Tuesday would be good.  Maggie, darling, you're welcome to come
along.  Do you have an idea of how much we'd be bringing back, Allen?"

"Um, well, my clothes fit into one closet and one dresser.  I have one
small bookcase full of books, one video game and small TV and three
electronic keyboards and stands. Maggie, I'm going to give one of them to
you so you have something to practice on.  Okay?"

"Thank you, sweetheart, that's so nice of you."

"Hmm, that might be a bit much for my car.  Well, don't worry, I'll take
care of it."

Maggie went home after breakfast but was back in a fresh set of clothes an
hour later.  Allen noticed something almost immediately.  Maggie seemed to
be much more relaxed. She seemed content to sit next to him and just hold
his hand or let her foot brush against his leg.  After Aunt Nats left that
afternoon to call on a client they went for a walk and chatted about this
and that.  He asked questions about the school he would be attending, other
kids their age in the area and so on. Maggie supplied answers although she
warned him not to get too interested in the number of girls their age in
the neighborhood.  When he looked up at her she was smiling down at him and
she mouthed,

"I love you."

He laughed and gave her a one armed hug around her waist.  She responded
with a kiss to the top of his head.  Since the next day was Saturday and
Allen's upcoming mini concert Aunt Nats suggested some early evening fun
and then an early night. As a result Maggie got another liquid protein
feeding while she and Aunt Nats shared intense orgasm as the three of them
performed simultaneous oral sex on each other.  After some passionate
kisses goodnight, Allen and Aunt Nats crawled into her bed together.  As
she wrapped him up in her arms, he said,

"I feel bad that Maggie can't be with us all the time."

"Well, sweetheart, we can't have everything and it gives you something to
look forward to later in life. Besides, I don't think I'm ready to share
you that completely just yet."

Allen looked back at her and smiled and their lips met.  The soft kiss
began to build and he pivoted around so that they were face to face.  They
pulled their bodies together, naked skin warm beneath their hands.  Aunt
Nats rolled over onto her back and Allen followed to lay atop her.  He
slowly slipped his cock inside her wet pussy and began a slow, easy fuck.

He pushed up on his hands and looked down at his Aunt as they fucked.  She
took hold of his ass and pulled him more tightly into her pussy as he bent
his head down and began sucking her hard nipples.  She bent her head back
and said,

"Oh, Allen, sweetheart, your fat cock feels so good inside my pussy.  It's
the best I've ever had.  Never stop fucking me."

"I promise, Aunt Nats, I'll always fuck you," he said as he began to pick
up the pace and she squealed and wrapped her legs around his and hammered
her hips to meet his.

They continued like this for some minutes until she threw her head back and
yelled and he began to shoot his last cum shot of the night up inside her
pussy, grunting as he did so.  When their orgasms subsided he slid down on
top of her, her big tits pressing against his chest, their lips coming
together for a few moments and then they rolled over, assumed their
position for sleeping and drifted of into sound, contented slumber.

He woke up the next morning when he felt Aunt Nats getting out of bed.  She
told him to stay put and go back to sleep, he had a big night ahead of him.
He didn't need much convincing and he went back to sleep.  It was close to
noon when he walked towards the kitchen dressed in a robe.  As he walked
past the family room he heard his name called.  Looking into the room he
saw Aunt Nats sitting in a recliner and Maggie sitting on the couch with
her legs pulled up under her.

"Good morning, sweetheart," Aunt Nats said. "Did you sleep well?"

"Yes, ma'am.  Better than I have in a while."

"So would you prefer breakfast or lunch?" she asked.

"Um, I can pull something together, you don't need to do it."

"She's not, I am," Maggie said as she unfolded from the couch.  "I'm going
to make you my specialty."

"A bowl of cereal?" he asked, all innocence.

She took a swing at him and then wrapped him up in her long arms and mocked
wrestled with him before kissing him soundly and then dragging him towards
the kitchen.  Aunt Nats smiled and laughed.  She went to the refrigerator
and pulled out what she needed and then began preparing a batch of french
toast.  She called into the family room.

"Any for you, Aunt Nats?"

"Just two slices, darling."

She looked at Allen and asked,

"Syrup or cinnamon sugar?"

"Syrup, please," he replied.

In a short time the three were sitting at the table helping themselves to
Maggie's handiwork.  Allen was impressed and said so.

"This is really terrific, Maggie.  I didn't know you were such a good
cook."

"You didn't get the chance to know.  I intend to change that.  I learned a
lot from my mom.  It's one of the reasons my not eating much bothered her
so much.  She puts a lot of effort into her meals.  I'll have to invite you
over for dinner soon," she said with a smile.

Allen looked over at his aunt and said,

"Uh, oh, Aunt Nats.  She wants to take me home to meet her mother.  I'm in
trouble."

His aunt laughed and he got another swat from Maggie.

"My, aren't we the funny man this morning."

"Actually, I'm pretty funny most of the time.  I was just too tense lately
for it to show.  You two have helped with that, and the change in my
situation.  You may want to rethink our budding relationship," he said with
a straight face.

Maggie looked at Aunt Nats and said,

"Help me, Aunt Nats.  I don't think I can handle this."

"I'm sorry, my dear, but I'm so tickled to see him like this, I wouldn't
want to do anything to stop it," she said with a smile.

The three spent a relatively quiet afternoon in deference to Allen's
upcoming debut.  They watched some movies and played some games and then
Maggie went home to eat dinner while Aunt Nats and Allen ate theirs.  Then
Allen dressed in his best casual clothes that he brought with him and he
and his aunt drove to the community center.  Maggie was coming with her
parents separately.

When they pulled into the lot, Aunt Nats said,

"My, the lot looks pretty full. There should be a crowd."

"Really?" Allen asked, suddenly quite nervous.

"Relax, sweetheart.  You'll do fine."

When Allen walked into the center with his aunt, his nervousness ratcheted
up a notch.  It was quite a crowd and he immediately sought out the one
familiar face he expected to be there.  It wasn't hard since she was taller
than most there.  She smiled and waved him over to where she stood with two
adults he assumed were her parents.

"Hi, Allen," she said, taking hold of his hand. "This is my mom and dad,
Janet and Jerry O'Hanlon.  Mom, Dad, this is Allen."

"It's wonderful to meet you, Allen.  Maggie has told us a great deal about
you, of course."

"It's nice to meet you, too.  And you, sir," as he offered his hand to her
father.

"A young fella with manners.  There's something you don't see often these
days," her father replied.

The same woman as before hurried up to Allen and said,

"I'm so glad to see you.  It seems the word has gotten out and the prospect
of some free entertainment brought everyone out."

"Yeah, a lot more than I thought," Allen said looking around.

Maggie squeezed his hand.

"You'll be fine. See how they have the piano?  You won't be able to see all
the people."

"What's wrong?" Maggie's mom asked.

"Allen gets stage fright before he starts to play in front of people.  He's
okay once he gets going.  I'm going to have to help him.  Oh, look, that
lady is waving to us, I think she wants you to start.  Come on, a deep
breath and up we go."

Allen took the deep breath and then let Maggie lead him up to the piano.
He did his best to avoid looking at the dozens of people that were standing
around the room.  He sat down on the bench and Maggie took her place to his
left.  His hands were trembling and she leaned in and whispered in his ear
and ran a hand up and down his back a bit.  Then she squared herself up and
began playing the bass line he had taught her.

As the music began he looked at her and smiled once and then he put his
right hand over the keys and began to play the melody.  It started out
simple but at least his hand was steady.  Even so it received some
appreciative nods from the audience.  As the nervousness ebbed he began to
play more energetically and soon he was lost in that place and Maggie
stopped and slid off the bench to stand back toward the wall.

Aunt Nats and Maggie's parents, along with the others, were astounded by
what they were hearing.  The slightly built fifteen year old was filling
the room and it's surroundings with a driving rhythmic sound that soon had
many tapping their feet or bobbing their heads to the beat.  It appeared
that some in attendance must have been caught up in the swing revival of
the 90s and they began to dance to his music.

As for Allen he was lost in that place again and was only barely aware that
there were people in the room, being moved a little or a lot by his
playing.  From inside came the jumble of feelings that had hit him that
week.  The dislocation, the tension, the amazement in finding Maggie and
the roller coaster ride that was the evening he found happiness, true
happiness.  It all came out in his playing.  Had his release that night
been sex, his partner, or partners, would have been fucked
senseless. Instead, it all flowed out through his hands to the keyboard.
He played for over an hour, moving from one song to the next, sometimes
bridging the gap with improvisations or extending a classic boogie tune
with his own variations.  Maggie was the first to notice something was
wrong because like before, she was watching his hands, learning how they
moved, when she noticed the red marks on the keyboard.

Masking her alarm she walked up behind him and rubbing his shoulders and
began talking softly in his ear.  She finally broke through and the
intensity of his playing eased and he slowly brought the last piece to an
end.  Aunt Nats realized something was amiss and she moved to join Maggie
as did her parents.  The lady who ran the center bustled over.

"My goodness, that was simply incredible.  I can't remember such an
exciting night here. Wait, is something wrong?"

"He's played his fingers raw, Mrs. Marchetti. We need some ointment and
band-aides."

"Oh dear, yes, right this way."

Allen was helped up and led to the office, his hands cradled in front of
him, the adults blocking him from view of the audience who were now getting
curious. Several people were pointing at the keyboard and whispering.  Aunt
Nats took charge and began to work on his fingers.  They weren't in fact,
rubbed raw.  The callouses formed over years of playing had split on
several fingers, three on the right and one on the left.  Blood was oozing
from the splits.  Maggie and her parents looked on.

"Well, son, I have to say that was quite a performance.  You really had
those people out there, what's the old word, jiving, yes. It was really
something to see and hear."

"But look at his fingers, dear," Maggie's mom said, looking at her husband.

"I've heard of that before.  Although it's usually bass players who finger
pluck but other guitarists as well.  The boy just has a passion for his
music.  Nothing wrong with that."

Maggie was standing behind Allen stroking his damp hair.  He was just
leaning his head back against her stomach.

"Should we take him home?" she asked.

"I'd think not," his aunt said. "I'd like for him to meet some of the
people that will be his neighbors for awhile."

So, once his fingers were bandaged they walked back out into the main
room. Someone cleaned up the keyboard with some rubbing alcohol, and
someone else sat down and played some popular tunes, well enough to provide
some background music to the conversation that was taking place.  A number
of people offered Allen compliments on his playing, others expressing
amazement at the performance.  He did his best to keep his bandaged fingers
out of sight. A small refreshment counter was set up and Maggie got drinks
for the two of them.  Holding his cup in both hands he sipped his soda and
looked at Maggie.

"You did really great up there getting us started.  You could really be
good."

"Thank you, sweetheart.  But money is kind of tight for us.  I don't know
that we could afford lessons," she said.

"I understand.  But I can get you going pretty well.  When we pick up my
stuff, I'll be bringing back my books and I have all my lesson books from
when I started.  Some of them are kind of juvenile, I was only five when I
started," he said, drinking more of his soda.

"That would be wonderful," she said, that big beautiful smile lighting up
her face.  "How are you feeling?  It looks like that took a lot out of
you."

"I'm kinda tired.  But it sounds like everyone had fun."

"Yes, you should have seen it.  You even had some people dancing.  It's a
shame you can't see it," she said.

A few more people came by and had nice things to say about Allen but it was
also obvious that they were scrutinizing him and it was obvious to those
around him.

"Tsk, you'd think he was a bug in a display case," Mrs, O'Hanlon said.

"I guess they are trying to figure out if I'm some kind of mad genius
maybe, muahaha," he said in a low voice.

Maggie almost spit out the soda she was drinking as she tried to stifle a
laugh.  They stayed for another half hour and then made to leave, stopping
to say good night to Mrs. Marchetti, who expressed her gratitude and
concern from Allen's hands.  They waved to some others and then went to
their cars, with Maggie going with Allen to help him with the car doors she
said.

Walking up to he front door of the house, Maggie and Aunt Nats had Allen
bracketed and once inside they marched him directly to Aunt Nats bedroom
and had him climb up on the bed.  They sat to either side of him.

"So, young man, tell me what that was all about," Aunt Nats began.

"What? The playing. I've told you about that.  I just get going and go
someplace inside my head and it all comes pouring out," he said.

"Hmm, Maggie, darling, would you go to the freezer and bring back two of
those reusable cold packs.  His fingers must be throbbing."

Maggie slid off the bed and hurried out of the room.  Aunt Nats looked down
at him and said,

"There was a lot more to pour out than usual though, right?"

Allen looked up into those warm brown eyes and said,

"Yes, it was a pretty hairy roller coaster ride this week.  I guess it's
more of that stuff from the other night.  Maybe now it will all be gone and
I can get back to normal."

She patted his leg and gave it a rub.  Maggie came back in and handed Aunt
Nats the bags and two wash clothes.  A bag was placed on a cloth on each
side of the bed and his fingers placed on the cold packs.  After a couple
of moments he smiled a bit and said that it felt better.

"I wish there was something I could do to take your mind off your fingers,
sweetheart," Maggie said, "but with everything that happened, I don't know
if I should."

"It would be nice to feel something else and you do need to keep up with
your new diet," he said with a smirk.

Maggie's face lit up and she ran her long fingered hands over the front of
his pants, feeling the bulge there.  While Aunt Nats watched Maggie deftly
undid the button and zipper and tugged his pants and shorts down.  His
shoes were already off so she pulled off his socks and slid his pants all
the way off.  His cock was semi rigid and gaining in length and girth.
Maggie dipped her head down and licked the tip of his cock and then slipped
her lips over the head.  It took only a few sucking trips up and down the
shaft for her to have him at full hardness.  She played with his balls as
she sucked his cock.

Aunt Nats got up and began to disrobe.  As she had the other night, she
left on the garter belt and stockings.  Then she walked around to where
Maggie sat and began to take the younger girl's clothes off.  Without
breaking contact with Allen's cock she was soon naked and Aunt Nats was
running her hands, lips and tongue over the smooth pale skin. Maggie
shifted her position so that she was kneeling with her ass held high and
Aunt Nats was able to get at Maggie's pussy and asshole unhindered.  As the
older woman licked, the younger began to moan around a mouthful of cock.
Allen closed his eyes and let his head settle into the pillow, just
enjoying the sensations of Maggie's mouth and hands.  He knew he'd have to
find a way to repay her and he had plenty of ideas on how to do that.

Aunt Nats paused in the attention she was paying to Maggie and opened the
drawer of her night stand and pulled out a vibrator.  She went back to
licking Maggie's pussy while she used the vibrator to stimulate her own
clit and pussy lips.  Maggie pushed Allen's legs apart and began working
her tongue on his asshole and he began to moan and undulate his hips.  Her
hand was stroking his wet cock and since it had been nearly a day since his
last orgasm he felt his balls tightening before too long.  He mumbled,

"Maggie, I'm going to cum."

She pulled her head for between his legs and recaptured half his cock in
her mouth.  She sucked and licked and fondled his balls until his hips
arched and he began to pump his cum into her eager mouth, grunting as he
did so.

"Oh, fuck, oh, fuck, Maggie, oh god," was all he could articulate as she
valiantly attempted to swallow his ample offering.

As before she was able to capture all of the first two streams but then it
began to run out down his shaft, onto his balls and lower belly. When he
was done she began to lick and suck up what had gotten away from her.  When
she was done she rolled over, her head resting on Allen's legs and her legs
wide open giving Aunt Nats full access.  Aunt Nats brought the vibrator up
and began to apply it to Maggie's clit causing the girl to yelp, then moan
how good that it felt. Without stopping Aunt Nats dipped back into the
drawer and pulled out another one, larger and colored black.  This one she
applied to herself and soon both of Allen's girls were moaning and
writhing.

After a while, at Aunt Nats suggestion they put themselves in a 69 position
alongside Allen, Maggie being closest to him, each using a vibrator on the
others clit, pussy and asshole.  The best Allen could do was rub Maggie's
bare back with the back of his hand.  It wasn't too long before the each
shuddered through a body wracking orgasm but they kept on going and a
second round, more intense than the first tore through them both. After
their spasms subsided, the two women lay there holding onto each other for
some moments and then Maggie rolled over to lay beside Allen. She brought
up his one hand and gently kissed the back of it.  Then she turned her head
and kissed his lips softly.

"Get some sleep, lover.  I'm going home and I'll be back tomorrow and we
can just hang out all day, okay?"

"I'd like that.  The first of many," he said with a smile.