Date: Sat, 30 Jun 2012 00:06:00 +0000
From: william michael <beau155@hotmail.com>
Subject: Aunt Natalie, Part 9

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The last notes of the orchestra had faded and Alan was left to play the
last few bars solo.  When he completed the last measure he sat with his
hands just above the keys, his eyes closed, elated at having played such a
beautiful piece of music with all of the added subtleties that the
orchestra provided.  He was also a little sad that it was over.  No matter
how many times he would play it again, it would never be like this, the
first time.

These thoughts were interrupted by the sound of a number of bows softly
striking the strings of various instruments as the other musicians began to
applaud his performance.  He looked over and smiled a small smile and
blushed furiously.

"Yes, excellent indeed, Mr. Zimmerman.  A very fine performance.  But it
begs the question, so I will ask again.  Is this truly the first time
you've ever played with any sort of accompaniment?" Mr. Smith asked.

"Yes, sir.  I mean I have played along with a recording sometimes to try
and learn a song, but this really is the first time I've played with anyone
live like this.  Unless you want to count the other day," he added.

"Hmm, no, I think we shan't do that.  Well, it truly is remarkable.  I did
notice that after a few moments you stopped paying attention to my
direction."

"Oh, well, I'm sorry about that.  It just seemed that the orchestra was
doing that really well so I just sort of let them carry me along," Alan
said.

"Carry you along?"

"Yes, sir. It felt like all that music was just wrapped around me and..."
he shrugged, "I don't really know how to describe it."

"Yes, well, I think I understand.  It's something we can work on.  One of
the few things it would seem.  Mr. Zimmerman, the orchestra has other
pieces that we will be rehearsing every day until the concert. Your
presence won't be required for those but should you wish to observe you
are, of course, more than welcome.  I would like to have you here next
Monday and Thursday for additional rehearsals of your piece."

"Yes, sir, that will work out fine," he said then he looked at the members
of the orchestra who had been listening to the conversation.  "Can I say
something, sir?  To the other musicians?"

The director gestured to go ahead.  Allan stood up and with his hand
resting on top of the piano said,

"I just wanted to say thank you for playing with me today.  Hmm, that
sounded like we were in a sandbox in the back yard.  I meant performing
with me today.  It was really amazing.  I have several different recordings
of the composition and you all sounded just as good as any of them, and
better than at least one.  This was a real privilege for me.  I'm really
looking forward to the concert, but since this was the first time I think
it will be something I'll always remember.  Thank you."

When he finished the orchestra gave him another round of applause and then
Mr. Smith indicated he was free to go.  Confirming his return on Monday,
Allan picked up his battered backpack and left the auditorium.  More than
one musician on the stage watched him leave, shaking his or her head at the
idea this was his first time playing like this.

Allan checked his watch and saw that he still had time to get to the gym to
meet with Maggie for the walk home.  When he got to the door he could hear
voices so he crossed the corridor and stood against the wall and waited.
He thought he heard some laughter and he smiled, thinking that they must
have had a good practice or that someone was telling dirty jokes.

After a few minutes the door swung open and girls that he recognized as
members of the volleyball team filed into the hall.  As they passed every
one of them looked in his direction and smiled, some offering very cheery,

"Hi, Allan," in that high pitched sing song tone that held all kinds of
meanings, but he didn't know what.  Kimmie swung wide enough that she was
able to give him a playful poke in the side and said all wide eyed,

"Hi, there, cutiepie," and then dash down the hall laughing as Maggie came
behind her and took a playful swing at her.  Then all her attention was on
Allan.  Since the gym was a bit off the beaten path and it was late in the
day, she defied the rules and gave her boyfriend a hug and kiss on the
cheek.  The the two lovers proceeded to walk down the hall side by side.
Allan looked up at his 'super model' girlfriend and said,

"Um, what was that all about.  All the 'hi Allan's," he said with a
marginally good imitation of the girls.

"What?  All the girls like you.  They figure you're responsible for me
being on the team.  Plus you're just so darn cute," she said teasingly.

"Come on, Maggs.  Today was a lot different.  Kimmie even risked your wrath
to touch me.  What gives?" he asked.

Maggie looked down at him through her glasses and said, looking and
sounding a bit embarrassed.

"Well, when we were in the locker room, a couple of the girls asked me what
was it about you that I found so interesting.  So I said stuff like how
talented you are, and smart, and caring.  Then they prodded more and I said
how cute you were had something to do with it, and how you took the time to
see something in me," she said, letting the last few words tail off.

"And?" Allan prompted.

Maggie shrugged and sighed and finally said,

"And I said if any of them were ever to get kissed by you, they'd never
have to ask why again.  And then I said if any of them ever did, I use
there heads for volleyballs."

Allan looked horrified and turned three shades of red.  They were outside
by now but he was still keeping his voice low.

"You what?  You told them I was a good kisser."

"Um, no.  After I said what I said, they kept asking how good you were and
I said you weren't good, you were phenomenal.  That you made me tingle all
over and my toes to curl up."

All Allan could do was groan and hang his head.  They were passing a bench
and he dropped his bag and sat down on it, hiding his face in his hands.
Maggie sat next to him, her face a mask of dismay and she said,

"Allan, I'm sorry.  Are you mad at me?"

"No, of course not.  I could never get mad at you.  It's just so
embarrassing.  I mean every time I see those girls, I'll know what they
heard and what they might be thinking."

"Yes, they'll be thinking that Maggie is a lucky girl and how can I get me
some of that," she said, trying to lighten the mood.

Allan did laugh a little and when he looked up at her his face had gone
completely serious.

"One thing's for sure, you are never, ever, to tell them anything about the
other stuff, understand?"

"Oh, sure, Allan.  I wouldn't do that," she said but her eyes darted away
nervously.

"What?"

"I didn't say anything.  I promise.  But after what came out about the
kissing, just as we were going to come out of the locker room, Kimmie came
up to me and said
 'I bet that's not all that he's so good at, probably the both of you'.
And then she moved away really quickly."

Alan rolled his eyes and then a thought occurred to him.  He looked at
Maggie and smiled as he said,

"Maybe she was interested in more than me, or not me at all."

"What are you saying, Allan?"

"Maybe it's not just the boys that are having fantasies about you at
night," he said, his eyebrows raised.

Maggie squinted at him and then nudged him with her arm.  Allan laughed a
bit and then stood up and taking up his bag, indicated they should be
heading for home. When they got around the corner on the sidewalk, Allan
reached for Maggie's hand but she bypassed it and put her arm around his
shoulder and pulled him in tightly.  He put his arm around her lower back
and they walked like that all the way home.  They had to walk a bit more
slowly but neither minded and neither spoke that much.  When Allan looked
up, the look on Maggie's face suggested she was lost in thought.

When they got home it was obvious that Aunt Nats wasn't there.  Her car was
gone from the driveway. They kept walking toward Maggie's house as they had
already discussed the need for Allan to help her with her piano practice.
When they went through the front door, Maggie yelled out,

"Mom, we're home!"

"Hello, dear, I'm in the kitchen."

When the young couple entered the smallish kitchen they found Mrs. O'Hanlon
deep into dinner preparations.  She was an averaged size woman with an
above average smile.

"Hello there, dear, and hello to you, too, Allan.  How are you getting on
at the new school?"

"Not bad, ma'am.  It was a little bewildering at first but I'm getting the
hang of it."

"That's wonderful.  Yes, the place is a bit on the intimidating side.  Now,
I noticed your Aunt still isn't home yet. Are you expecting her before
dinner?"

"Um, no, ma'am.  She's at a client meeting and it's a bit of a drive.  She
left some stuff in the frig for me for dinner," he replied.

"I won't hear of it.  You'll have dinner with us.  Maggie has certainly
enjoyed your hospitality enough times.  Now it's your turn."

"Oh, no, that's okay.  I wouldn't want to be a bother," he said, not seeing
the anxious look on Maggie's face.

Maggie's mom turned to face the young fellow full on, her hands on her
hips.

"Bother?  Since when is it a bother to have a daughter's boyfriend for
dinner? And when is it a bother when said boyfriend has had such an
important influence on that daughter, like getting her to eat well enough
that she's now blossoming like a rose.  And teaching her to play the piano.
You will be joining us for dinner, and there will be no 'buts' or 'bothers'
either."

Maggie had Allan's arm and she turned to him and said,

"Come on, Allan, stay for dinner.  You'll love it."

"Well, okay, as long as your sure it's not an imposition," he said.

"Will you listen to the boy?  You'd think I was suggesting he move in."

Maggie giggled and said,

"We need to go do some practicing, Mom.  We'll be out in time for dinner."

"Alright, dear,"she said, smiling as the two walked by and out of the
kitchen.

When they got to Maggie's room, she closed the door and said,

"I kinda liked that idea, you moving in.  It's not a big bed, but it'd be
cozy," she finished with a smile and then wrapped Allan in a big hug and
then kissed him until his knees started to buckle.

When they came up for air she said,

"God, I've wanted to do that all day.  We better start making some music or
Mom will get suspicious."

Allan could only smile at the idea of living full time with Maggie.  He did
have plans.  What with practice and rehearsal it wasn't all that long
before dinner was ready but it was still enough time to help Maggie deal
with the trouble she was having, which wasn't all that much really, but she
wanted it to be perfect.  As Allan watched her work through the piece he
sighed and shook his head.  When she was done she looked over and said,

"What's wrong, did I mess up something?"

"Oh, no.  That was very good.  I was just thinking what I'd be able to do
with such long graceful fingers," he said.

"I don't know, sweetheart.  You play so well now, would it really matter?"
she asked.

"There's a few places were it would have been helpful," he admitted.

She smiled and then leaned into him and began kissing him and let her long
graceful fingers rub along the front of his pants.  Their kissing became
more intense until Allan broke it off and said,

"Oh, god, Maggie, I've been half hard all day thinking about you, but we
don't have time, much as I'd like to."

"We have about fifteen minutes, my love.  I'll bet that's enough," she said
with a wicked grin as her deft fingers made quick work of his belt and
buttons and in a flash had his now rock hard cock buried in her mouth.
This wasn't about love or playfulness, this was about raw desire and Maggie
went after his cock with abandon. And try as he might he couldn't do a
thing for her.  Anytime he reached for a favorite spot to stimulate his
lover, she batted his hand away as her lips rode up and down the thick
shaft and her tongue flicked over the head.

As it turned out of the fifteen minutes they thought they had, they only
needed ten. Allan prided himself on not having a hair trigger and that he
was able to go for some time without cumming, giving him plenty of time to
pleasure Maggie or Aunt Nats.  Today it was no contest.  Between being
horny all day and Maggie applying such enthusiasm to his cock he let go in
just under that ten minute mark, blasting a heavy load of thick cum into
his lover's mouth.

She gulped it down greedily, not letting a drop get back past her
lips. When she was done licking him clean he felt like a deflated balloon
but a very satisfied one. Then he looked at Maggie, who was smiling like
the Cheshire cat and said,

"But it was all one way, Maggs.  It wasn't fair."

She leaned in and kissed him and then said,

"And that's another reason I love you so much.  But it was just fine,
sweetheart. I loved doing it and your cum tastes so great, and does such
great things for me," she said with a smile.  "We'll get a chance after
dinner, it's Friday night, after all.  Don't you worry, you'll have plenty
of opportunity to make me happy."

So they sat by the keyboard in Maggie's room, holding hands and sharing
short kisses that drifted here and there.  When the call came to dinner,
they responded immediately and found Maggie's mom setting dinner on the
table in the small dining room.  Mr. O'Hanlon was already seated.

"Allan, so good to see you, son.  Nice to have you for dinner," he said
then laughed. "That made us sound like a cannibals."

Allan smiled and replied,

"It's nice to be here, sir.  Thank you."

"I don't know, dear," the man said, looking at his wife, "how is it that
our daughter managed to find the one well mannered young man in the
county."  Maggie smiled as Allan blushed while Mrs. O'Hanlon laughed a bit.
Then she said,

"But if you think about it, dear, they did have to import him," which set
them all to laughing.

Dinner went well.  Allan didn't find anything not to his liking and he was
glad to see that Maggie was eating well, although he was sure that volley
ball had something to do with that.  When she caught him watching her an
eyebrow popped up and then she winked at him.  Then a thought popped into
his head about this being a family dinner and he couldn't help but smile
broadly.  Her expression became genuinely inquisitive but he just winked
back and went back to concentrating on his food.

Once dinner was over and his offer to help clear the table was kindly but
firmly refused he and Maggie were outside heading down the street hand in
hand for an after dinner walk before the sun was down, as Maggie said.
When they were far enough away from the house Maggie said,

"What were you smiling about at the table?"

"At first I was just thinking about how well you were eating and all the
wonderful changes that that has brought about," she replied, letting the
hand that was holding her around the back slide down and give her nicely
rounded ass a quick squeeze.  "Then I had this thought pop into my head
that we were enjoying a nice family dinner."

She turned and looked down at him, her eyes kind of big.

"You thought that?  You thought of us at part of a family?"

He nodded.  Without warning and with considerable force, she pulled him
into the shadows beneath a tree and then proceeded to kiss him
passionately.  He responded in kind and the two young lovers spent some
very intense moments under that tree. Even with the release of her
masterful blow job before dinner, Allan was feeling some intense pressure
just below his belt line.  When they came up for air he said,

"What do you say we circle around the block and come at Aunt Nats' house
from the other side."

"Sweetheart, I think you can start saying it's your house, you know, and
yes, I think that would be a great idea, I so need to feel you inside me
right now."

Hand in hand they made cautious haste around the block and in the dwindling
light of very late summer they made their way around the back of the house
where Allan used his keys to get in through the sliding glass door.  When
the blinds were slid across they were on each other and pulling off clothes
left and right.  They didn't pause to admire each other in the nude as they
often did.

Allan already had his mouth locked onto one of Maggie's hard nipples and he
was working it over hungrily.  His hands were roaming over her bare skin
and stopped when it came to rest over her bare and already moist pussy
lips.  She was moaning into his mouth and her long fingers wrapped around
his hard cock and began to stroke it. Since he had already cum once and
recently he decided it was time to attend to Maggie's desires.  He slid
down to his knees and began to apply his tongue to the now fully aroused
clit and puffy lips of Maggie's pussy.  As his tongue pushed the lips aside
she took hold of his head and hissed,

"Oh, lover, that feels so wonderful. Oh yes, lick my pussy just like that."

He grabbed both her ass with both hands and pulled her against his mouth,
his tongue pushing in to the wet tight tunnel.  A finger found it's way to
her asshole and he began to play with it.  She squirmed and humped against
his face.  When he was able to move upwards and begin to suck and lick on
her clit, she began to shudder and then her whole body locked up as an
orgasm tore through her.  He could hear her through clenched teeth.

"Oh, fuck, oh, fuck, dammmmnnnnn."

He kept licking and sucking until he felt her go limp and then he had to
slowly lower her to the floor.  'Man-handling' Maggie simply wasn't in the
cards.  He got her down safely and she was stretched out on the carpet, her
long hair spread out behind her and her face a mask of lazy contentment.
She looked at him through lidded eyes and said,

"Come here, baby."

He crawled up over her body and she wrapped her long arms around him and
began to kiss him.  Not quite as urgently as earlier but still with deep
passion.  His hard cock was pressed against her lower stomach.  She wiggled
a bit and said,

"Okay, sweetheart, let me feel that nice thick cock of yours in my pussy.
Get it up inside me and fuck me."

Never one to refuse a lady, he slid down and when he felt that the head of
his cock was right where it needed to be he pushed in and felt the lips
part but stay tight around his cock.  He groaned as he felt that most
wonderful of all feelings.  She arched her back and grabbed hold of his ass
and pulled, hastening the pace at which his cock slid up inside her.  When
he bottomed out she eased up and allowed him to withdraw almost all the way
and then pulled him back in hard and fast.

"Oh, god, Maggie," was all he managed and she was just grunting and cooing.

With Maggie having set the pace, Allan figured he knew what she wanted and
he began to hammer his cock into her tight pussy.  She wrapped her arms
around him and her legs came up to hook behind his.  They clung to each
other as they fucked in a near frenzy.  How long it went on, neither knew
nor cared, and Allan, having been drained early, seemed in no hurry to
finish.

Maggie's breath was ragged and hoarse.  She had cum once with his tongue in
her pussy and was now working on her second since he had started fucking
her.  She tightened her grasp around his body and her legs tensed as spasms
radiated out from her pussy and engulfed her entire body.  Fearing she
would scream too loudly even if all the windows were closed, she clamped
her mouth shut and muffled her screams against Allan's head.  In turn, he
had reached the point of no return and he had to fight his way out of her
pussy, against the strength of her legs put he was fully out when he began
to shoot another heavy full load.

It struck her pussy and lower belly, coating both.  When he was finally
done, his body settled atop hers and her legs tightened again.  Both were
breathing like bellows in a smithy.  Maggie knew she didn't ever want to
let him go but she did reach out with a long arm and grabbed a blanket from
the nearby couch, which she pulled over them.  When Aunt Nats came home an
hour later she found them still on the floor.  She smiled softly and went
to the phone and called next door.

"Yes, it's Natalie Grossman.  The children were just coming down the street
as I pulled in.  I invited Maggie in for some snacks and chatting.  I'll
make sure she's home by eleven.  Okay, great. Bye."

She went into the kitchen and made something to eat and spent some time in
her office going over paperwork.  At 10:45 she went into the family room
and gently prodded the young lovers to wake them up.  When Maggie was fully
awake she started to scramble out from under the blanket.

"My mom is going to kill me for being out this late."

"It's fine, dear.  When I got home I saw you two there and I called and
said we had run into each other outside and I invited you in.  You have
fifteen more minutes before you're expected home."

Maggie smiled widely and while still naked threw her long arms around the
older woman for a long hug.  Allan was slower getting up off the floor so
he just stood and admired the long lean lines of his girlfriend.  After the
hug Maggie grabbed her clothes and began pulling the garments on.  Allan
took the opportunity to hug his Aunt and he wasn't sure but it seemed she
was wearing a different fragrance.

Once she was dressed Maggie swept Allan up in her arms and planted a long
lingering kiss on his lips.  When she let him go she said,

"I'll see you in the morning, sweetheart.  I'll make that late morning,"
she added with a wicked little grin.

She planted a big kiss on Aunt Nats' lips and then hurried out of the
house.  The older woman smiled as she watched the girl leave and then she
turned her attention on her naked nephew.

"So, it looks like you two had a fine evening."

"Yes, ma'am.  It was a good day and that was the best part," he replied,
sitting next to her on the couch and leaning in to her as she wrapped her
arms around him.

"So, the rehearsal went well?"

"It was amazing.  Playing with all those other musicians.  It felt like I
was wrapped up in all those notes, but not like those other times, you
know."

"I'm so pleased to hear that, dear.  I'm so looking forward to the concert.
I go every year, but this time it will be so much more special. But as for
now I think it's time we both get some sleep," she said.

"Okay, Aunt Nats, but would you mind if we just went to sleep.  It's been a
long day," he said, sounding a bit nervous.

"Actually, that would be a good idea.  It's been a long day for me, too,
sweetheart."

Within ten minutes they were both in the big bed, naked and Allan wrapped
in his Aunt's arms.  He thought he could still smell the unfamiliar
fragrance.  When he woke up the next morning, they must have each gotten a
good night's sleep.  He was rested enough to have sported a fully hard
piece of morning wood and Aunt Nats was rested enough to take advantage.
When his eyes opened he could see the back of his Aunt's head as it rested
on his stomach with his cock engulfed in her mouth.

He rested a hand on her bare back and she wiggled her tongue on his cock
head in acknowledgement. As she swallowed more of his dick, he let his hand
drift down to her big firm bare ass and he squeezed and kneaded.  Her mouth
on his dick was like heaven and he wanted to do more.

"Aunt Nats, I want to taste your pussy."

She moaned around his cock and then shifted herself around so that she was
straddling his head and he grabbed her ass and pulled her shaved pussy lips
down to his face and he went to work, or perhaps to play.  His tongue
attacked her clit and pussy lips and the level of her moaning rose
markedly.  When he pushed his tongue into her pussy she yelped and her hips
ground down on his face.  When he wet a finger in her pussy and then began
to push it into her ass her mouth came up of his dick and she called out.

"Oh, god, yes, Allan, fill my holes.  I love how you make me feel."

Then she plunged back down on his cock.  His aggressive attention to her
pussy and ass soon had her bucking and shuddering through an orgasm and her
pussy soaked his face.  Once she came back down to earth, she pulled
herself along his body until she was crouched over his hard cock and she
went right for the glory and brought the head of his dripping dick to her
asshole.  She then began to sit down and as the head pressed in she moaned
and shuddered.

Allan brought his hands up to her hips and held on while she slowly settled
down on his cock until her ass came to rest against his body.  Then she
began to fuck herself on his hard young cock.  Apparently her orgasm did
little to affect her energy level and she began to rise and fall with
abandon.  Allan could only imagine what it must have looked like to see her
tits bouncing around.  So he decided to reach around and he captured the
massive orbs and began to squeeze them as hard as he could.

"Oh, fuck, Allan, baby, yes, play with those big tits.  They are all for
you, baby, anytime you want them. Yes, lover, fuck my ass."

With his hands firm on his aunt's tits, Allan began meeting her downward
slides with upthrusts from his hips.  The sounds of flesh hitting flesh
mixed with grunts, groans and moans.  He wasn't sure but he thought his
aunt was working her pussy while she rode him.  Inevitably they both
reached climaxes, Allan just ahead of his aunt.  With a yell and a final
push upward he began pumping his morning load up inside Aunt Nats' tight
ass.

Before he was finished, the older woman added her own yell and her body
when taut, clamping down on his spurting dick.  The shared a moment of
mutual orgasms and then Allan melted back into the mattress, still holding
on to those massive tits.  Aunt Nats shuddered a few more times and then
leaned forward for a moment or two, holding herself up with hands resting
on the bed on both sides of Allan's legs. After catching her breath she
slid forward off his cock and pivoted so she could lie down next to him,
one leg over his, her big tits pressed against his chest and her lips on
his.

Allan got his arms around her and pulled her tightly to himself, his lips
grinding on hers, tongues dancing.  His hands ran up and down her back,
squeezing when they came in contact with her ass.  After a bit Aunt Nats
pulled her head back and looked down at him, her eyes smoldering.

"Hmm, someone is full of vim and vigor this morning."

Allan smiled back at her and then put his hand on the back of her head and
pulled her down for more passionate kissing.  In response, his aunt began
to hump her wet pussy against his leg and took his semi rigid dick into her
hand and began to stroke and fondle it. After this went on for a while she
broke off the kiss again and with her lips by his ear said,

"Oh, Allan, you make me feel like a horny teenager again.  Hmm, I want your
tongue in my pussy and your cock in my mouth."

"Yes, Aunt Nats, I want to feed you my second load."

In less than a moment they were laying on their sides, his face in her
pussy, his cock at her lips.  He resumed the aggressive tonguing of her
pussy that he had given her earlier while she lovingly and lustfully licked
his cock and balls, tasting herself as she did.  The her lips parted and
the head and half the shaft slid into her mouth and she began to
voraciously suck his dick.  They each had the others ass in hand, pulling
the object of their desires in tightly.  Allan alternated between sucking
and licking her hard clit and pushing his tongue deeply inside her.

Allan's cock was fully engulfed in Aunt Nats' expert mouth, her nose
pressed against his balls.  She was applying suction and swallowing, which
added a little massaging action to the head of his cock.  At this rate
neither was going to last very long but neither one cared.  They were lost
in the moment and striving to give the other the biggest orgasm possible.
Allan won by a score of two to one.  While he was sucking her clit, Aunt
Nats suddenly went rigid and began to scream around Allan's cock.  He could
feel her pussy begin to flood and he kept up the pressure.  She began to
buck and shudder but she managed to keep his rigid and heavily precumming
dick in her mouth.

When she relaxed, he moved his tongue down and began to tongue fuck her now
drenched hole.  He was also teasing her asshole, and he thought she was
trying to rub her clit against his chin.  Thanks in part to having cum so
recently his cock remained rigid in her mouth for a good while, but
eventually her skills won out and he could feel his balls to begin to
tighten.  Determined to get another orgasm from her, pushed in with his
finger and went back to attacking her clit and just as he fired his first
spurt of cum, she tensed up again and her body was rocked by a second, even
stronger orgasm.

The timing did have one unintended consequence.  With her screaming with
his spurting cock deep in her throat, she had to spit out his dick or choke
to death.  As a result she caught the later streams on her face and upper
chest.  When they both finally began to relax, they both rolled over on
their backs.  Aunt Natalie was the first to find her voice.

"Good god almighty, Allan.  What an amazing way to wake up in the morning.
I loved how much you put into your love making this time."

Allan breathed heavily and then said,

"I guess you inspire me, Aunt Nats," while he rubbed her stomach and
fondled a big tit.

"Hmm, that feels nice.  But I think we need to get cleaned up and start the
day. Your lady love will be here before too long."

"You mean one of them," he said raising his head to look down along the
body of the other.

The shower lasted for nearly half an hour.  There was a lot of rubbing,
hugging, fondling and kissing but it was mutually agreed that anything else
should wait to later in the day when they were more rested and Maggie was
available to play as well.  They were in the kitchen finishing dinner when
the slider in the family room was pulled back and they heard,

"Good morning, you two.  I trust you had a nice night and a better
morning," said by the tall blonde with a knowing smile as she walked into
the kitchen.

"Yes, we did, my dear," Aunt Nats said, as the girl bent over to wrap her
arms around the shoulders of the older woman and plant a big wet tongue
kiss on the offered lips.

When she approached Allan the smile faded and her look was one of hunger
and desire.  She went down to one knee and wrapped both arms around him and
she kissed him long and hard.  When she drew back her green eyes blazed and
she said,

"Good morning, my love.  I had such wonderful dreams about us last night.
I can't wait to share them with you," and then she kissed him again.

"Hmm, well, before this gets taken too far, I suggest you young people
spend some time outside and then this afternoon we can get together and see
what those dreams were about."

Maggie looked back over her shoulder with a pout and said,

"Alright, Aunt Nats, but I'm not sure I can wait that long.  I woke up so
horny this morning.  If Allan had been in my bed this morning, we'd still
be at it."

Aunt Nats smiled and said,

"I believe I know what that feels like, dear."

After breakfast was done, Allan and Maggie left the house and began a walk
towards the community center, simply to have a destination.  They started
out hand in hand but were soon tightly wrapped with an arm around each
other, Maggie's usually relaxed pace now a slow stroll.  She hadn't said
much once they were outside.  About half way to the center Allan looked up
and said,

"You seem pretty quiet.  Is everything okay?"

"Oh, it's more than okay, sweetheart.  Who would have thought that I'd feel
disappointed because my boyfriend and his Aunt needed to wait a few hours
before we could all have sex together?  Or that I'd finally start looking
like a real girl or do more than just pass through school.  Or most
importantly that I'd have a boy that I could love as much as I do you, and
who loves me back," she said, finally looking down at him with a soft
smile.

He couldn't think of anything to say that was better than what she just
had, so he smiled back, squeezed her tightly and kissed the hand that was
resting on his shoulder.  But she wasn't finished.

"What about you, sweetheart?  Are you happy?"

He took a deep breath and looked ahead for a few steps and then looked back
at her and said,

"I think so, for the most part.  Everything to do with you and Aunt Nats,
certainly.  School seems to be shaping up pretty well so I have hopes
there.  I guess the only thing is my mom. That stupid story I wrote proved
that, I suppose."

"Well, that sounds mostly positive.  And remember, she's going to have to
go through me if she comes looking for you," she said, her face set, her
voice determined.

Allan chuckled and said,

"You sound like you're ready to fight the whole world over me."

"Don't think I wouldn't.  But right now all I want to do is find a quiet
spot, rip our clothes off and have you fuck me senseless like you did last
night.  God, that was so incredible.  Even waking up under that blanket
with you next to me was like heaven."

Allan looked up as his Amazon goddess, seeing the smile and the underlying
desire in her face.  He made a decision and taking her arm off his shoulder
but holding on to her hand, said,

"Come with me, my love, for your smallest desire I'll make happen,"
sounding like a hero from her mom's novels.

"What are you doing, Allan?" she asked as he pulled her along.

"Just wait," he said.

In a short time they were on the trail that led into the wood where he and
Maggie shared their first kisses.  Fall had yet to set in and the trees and
bushes were still fully leafed out.  After some looking he found the spot
he wanted.  He settled down on the ground with his back against a tree, on
the side away from the trail.  He gestured for Maggie to sit down between
his spread legs, her back to him, leaning against his chest.  Since so much
of the height difference between the two were in her long slender legs,
they were almost on equal terms now.

He had his lips at her ear and he said,

"I want you to close your eyes.  Imagine you're in a shaded glen on the
edge of the moors.  You've slipped away from your father's castle and you
have met clandestinely with your lover, a penniless noble, who's lands have
been seized by an unscrupulous king.  You love him to distraction as he
does you, but without lands or money you can never wed."

While he was saying this low in her ear, he had brought his hands around
and was running them over her stomach.  It was still warmish so she was in
her tight capris and a pullover shirt.  As she settled back into his body,
her head resting on his shoulder, he let one hand roam up over her still
growing tits, each one now a firm handful.  The other began to caress her
thighs, staying high, near but not too close to her covered pussy.

"Oh, Allan, lover..." was all she said.

"When you meet your lover, his embrace is crushing and his smothering kiss
leaves you breathless.  You are powerless to resist but resisting is the
furthest thing from your mind.  You press your body to his, your arms
trying to pull him closer still."

At this point he was squeezing and fondling her tits through the double
fabric of her top and bra.  His other hand had come up to cover her pussy
and was pressing lightly.  Her hips were pressing back and her hands were
now rubbing up and down his legs, the lower part bare as he was wearing his
usual baggy shorts.

"His lips are moving over your neck, your throat and the tops of your full
breasts, exposed by the deeply cut gown you wear.  You can feel the bulge
in his pants pressing against you.  You need him, you want him, and today
you'll shall have him."

He began to unbutton the waist of her pants and work down the zipper.  His
other hand was working it's way up under her shirt.  Her breathing was
rapid but she made no move to stop him because resisting was the furthest
thing from her mind.  She even lifted her hips a bit to let him loosen her
pants better.  As he continued to regale her with the tale of forbidden
love he worked his hand down inside her pants and began to caress her pussy
through the fabric of her panties.  She pressed her head against the side
of his, cooing softly.

"Oh, baby, you are so wonderful," she whispered to him.

As he told her about how the two lovers shed their clothes and the
destitute heir laid his lady down on a bed of soft moss, she saw that his
sword wasn't the only thing he carried that was large and intimidating.  As
Allan spoke of how that big 'sword' was slowly and patiently worked up into
the willing body of the lady fair, he worked his fingers under the fabric
of Maggie's panties and began to caress the wet lips and the hard clit.
His other hand had gotten up under her shirt and bra and was caressing her
rock hard nipples.

Maggie's hands had left Allan's legs and were now joined with his.  The one
was pressing the hand working her pussy more deeply inside her while the
other groped at her tits.  She was trying to bring her lips in contact with
his but only managed to touch his cheek.

As the lord that once was made passionate love to his lady in the glen,
Allan's fingers teased and stroked his own lady love until she couldn't
take any more.  She had already been wound up pretty tightly that morning,
but with the combination of the erotic tale and Allan's gentle but talented
fingers, she let go with a gurgling moan and then her body tensed, pushing
him back into the tree firmly.  Her hips were surging while he continued to
apply his fingers to her clit and lips, and he pinched down on a nipple,
hard enough to add to the thrill but not so hard as to be painful.

He held on to her for as long as her body writhed in orgasm and then when
she finally settled back her body was limp and he withdrew his hands and
just wrapped his arms around her waist while he kissed her neck and cheek.
She was breathing heavily for a few moments and then she turned her head
and said,

"Oh, lover, that felt so good.  Not as good as your hard cock up inside me
but still.  Are you going to let me do something nice for you?"

"No, I don't think so.  I want to wait until later this afternoon, so that
I'm rested up enough so that I can fuck you senseless like you wanted," he
said with a smile.

She smiled in return and then took his hands in hers and kissed them and
then held them to the side of her face.

"Promise me something, sweetheart."

"Okay."

"Promise me that the day you are done with whatever school you go to after
this, and before you start your career, you'll take me and marry me and
we'll spend the rest of our lives together," she said, dreamily.

"Is that what you really want?" he asked.

"Yes, it really is."

"Good, because that's sort of what I was thinking about, too."

She managed to turn a bit and that allowed them to bring their lips
together in a long, passionate kiss.  When they broke apart he looked at
her again and he said,

"Do you still want to go to the center?"

"I think so.  A nice slow walk and some time to rest before we go home and
the three of us fuck the daylights out of each other," she said with a
slow, sexy smile.

They got up off the ground, Maggie getting herself tucked back in and then
they brushed each other off, although Allan seemed to spend more time
cleaning off the seat of Maggie's pants.  With arms around each other they
resumed their interrupted trip to the community center.  They sat and
talked for a while.  Maggie said Allan should think about writing that
story he was telling her down somewhere.  She said she was especially
interested in the part that talked about the lord's big 'sword'.  He
laughed and said maybe he should set it to music.

Then he offered to buy her lunch, which she happily accepted.  Afterward
they wandered inside and with the blessing of the lady in charge, he sat
down at the piano and played a couple of standards.  His lack of a singing
voice meant it was only the melodies that he was playing for her but she
knew they were love songs nonetheless.

When they finally returned to Aunt Nats house in the middle of the
afternoon, they walked into the house and found it to be quiet.  They
looked into the kitchen and then the family room and didn't see any signs
of Allan's aunt.  Likewise, her office was empty.  Then they saw that the
door to Aunt Nats' bedroom was slightly ajar.  Maggie looked at Allan with
her eyebrows raised and a small smile.  They approached the door and pushed
it open.

The lighting was very subdued.  It looked like the shades were drawn and
only a bit of the bright afternoon sunlight was getting through.  But it
was enough to show Aunt Natalie sitting on the end of the bed, dressed to
kill.  She was wearing the black corset top that pushed her big tits up
into massive cleavage.  Black stockings were held up by straps from the
bottom of the corset and a pair of sheer black panties was pulled up over
the straps.  She was wearing a pair of spike heels and around her throat
was a black choker of some sort of material.

She was regarding the pair of young lovers with a cocked eyebrow but said
nothing. Her legs were crossed, one hand was on the bed, the other rested
on a knee.  Allan looked at his Aunt for a little bit, looking at the
choker and thinking about this morning.  Then he turned to Maggie and
whispered up to her.

"Just follow my lead."

She nodded.  Allan then walked towards his Aunt with a purpose.  Her
expression didn't change as she watched him approach and he only stopped
when he was standing right next to her.  Since she was seated he enjoyed a
few inches of height advantage so he was looking down at her.  Before she
could react or say anything, he leaned down and pressed his lips to hers as
his hand came up to the back of her head so that he could increase the
pressure.

Aunt Nats stiffened in surprise at first but then relaxed and
enthusiastically responded.  Allan reached down and put his free hand on
the corset cup of one of her big tits and began to fondle it.  It didn't
take long before he had reached in and pulled it out and began to squeeze
and knead it with vigor.  His attention had caused Aunt Nats to lean back a
little and her legs uncrossed as a result.  Seeing the now exposed black
panel of the older woman's panties, Maggie followed Allan and knelt down
between Aunt Natalie's legs and pushed them wider and then began to lick
her pussy through the flimsy fabric.

The older woman began to moan and her tongue began to attack Allan's mouth
with frenzied energy.  The hand that had been resting on her knee moved to
the back of Maggie's head and pulled the girl's face tightly against her
pussy.  The girl responded by pushing the legs wider still.  Allan leaned
into his aunt and forced her flat on her back on the bed.  He wrestled the
other tit out of it's confinement and quickly moved his mouth off hers and
began to lick, suck and bite her nipples.

"Oh, fuck, Allan, that feels so good.  Hmm, just take me however you want
to.  The two of you are so wonderful."

Allan quickly shed his clothes and straddled Aunt Nats chest and pulled her
tits up into a massive valley that he proceeded to fuck vigorously.  He
spit into the space between those massive mammaries and used it to lube his
cock as he sawed it back and forth, reveling in the feel of all that smooth
warm flesh pressed around his cock.  As he fucked, his thumbs rubbed her
nipples and she was squirming under the combined stimulation from her
nephew and his girlfriend.

Speaking of Maggie, she had peeled her clothes off as well and she was now
naked as she knelt between Aunt Natalie's legs.  Before she resumed
licking, she pulled the fabric aside and began to lick the bare, swollen
pussy lips.  The taste was so good and as she licked she was treated to the
sight of Allan's bare ass flexing and sliding back and forth as he worked
his fat cock between the fatter tits.

She also watched as Allan moved forward and let his aunt capture his cock
in her mouth and start to suck it.  Once he was sure she had it captured
well enough he leaned forward until he was resting on his hands and his
hips were directly over his aunt's head.  He began to move his hips and
fuck his cock in and out of his aunt's wet warm mouth.  The room was full
of the sounds of wet sex and moaning. But Allan remembered his promise in
the woods so when he was sure that his cock was as hard as it could be and
was covered in Aunt Natalie's saliva he withdrew his cock and rolled off
the bed.

Maggie followed him as best she could without taking her mouth off of the
wet pussy she was licking.  When she felt a pair of warm hands on her ass,
she knew what was coming and she went after Aunt Nats' pussy with renewed
vigor and joy.  The older woman groaned louder and the younger squealed
into the pussy she was eating when she felt that wonderful, fat cock begin
to push into her dripping pussy.

Allan took hold of Maggie's hips and pulled back as his hips pushed forward
and he slid his fat cock fully into her pussy on the first down stroke.  He
heard her squeal and yell, only slightly muffled by his Aunt's pussy.  He
let his cock stay buried while he moved his hips around, his hands running
up and down his girlfriend's back and then he began to fuck her.

Leaning over her back a bit he was able to take hold of her shoulders and
begin to pound his cock into her pussy like a piston.  Each time his hips
struck her ass it caused Maggie to push her face up against Aunt Nats
pussy, added to the tongue action that had the older woman writhing and
clutching at the bed cover.  It wasn't long before Allan felt long slender
fingers stroking over his balls.  He knew they were going to be doing
something else pretty soon.

The first to have an orgasm was Aunt Nats.  With Maggie's tongue firmly up
her pussy she let out a shout and began thrashing on the bed. She was
completely incoherent and Maggie's lower face was covered in pussy juice.
Allan was now giving Maggie deep rapid thrusts with his hips as he played
with her tits from behind.  With the added stimulation of her own fingers,
Maggie wasn't far behind Aunt Natalie with her second orgasm of the day,
pressing her face against the older woman's thigh as she yelled out her
pleasure.

Thanks to having cum hard twice that morning, Allan was able to keep his
cock sawing in and out of Maggie through her orgasm and continued to fuck
her now very wet pussy.  Aunt Natalie recovered sufficiently to sit up and
raise Maggie up enough to begin a hot tongue kissing.  Maggie took hold of
those massive tits and played with them while she sucked on the tongue in
her mouth and rode the cock in her pussy.

They passed more moments like this until Allan couldn't hold back any
longer and he yelled out,

"Oh, fuck, I'm going to cum."

Not one to miss a feeding, Maggie broke away from Aunt Natalie and made a
rather athletic pivot that pulled her off Allan's cock and had the boy on
his back on the floor in a flash.  In another instant, her mouth was
swallowing his throbbing cock and his hips began to hump as he began to
shoot his strings of cum into her mouth. He grunted with each spurt and she
was moaning in appreciation of the protein feeding she was receiving.  Aunt
Natalie watched, her fingers playing with her hard nipples.

Eventually, Allan's hips stopped moving and he lay stretched out on the
floor. Maggie swallowed his load and was busy licking her lover's cock to
clean it of any residue.  When she was done she leaned down and lightly
kissed his lips.

"Hmm, a princely gift, my lord," she purred.

"Anything and my all for the love of my lady," he replied, smiling.

When they looked at Aunt Natalie, she was regarding them quizzically. With
Allan laying naked on the floor, the similarly undressed Maggie sat back on
her cute, rounded ass and explained what had occurred earlier.  When she
was done, Aunt Natalie smiled warmly down on her nephew and said,

"The mind of a mathematician, the hands of a virtuoso, the soul of a poet
and the cock of Casanova."

"Aren't we the lucky ones," Maggie said.

"If you mean the three of us, I'll agree," Allan said.

Aunt Nats stood up, then bent over and took one of Allan's hands.  Maggie
quickly rose and did the same and they hauled the boy to his feet.  There
was a group hug that had lots of kissing and back and ass fondling
involved.  Then they climbed up on the bed and had a three way snuggle.  As
they lay there Allan thought of something and said,

"Aunt Nats, can I ask you a question?"

"Of course, dear."

"Last night and this morning, I thought I smelled a different fragrance on
you.  I don't smell it now.  Did you make a change?" he asked.

His Aunt chuckled and then said,

"I suppose it's time I revealed a secret. When I told you that I hadn't
been in a relationship with a man for a many years, that was true.  What I
didn't tell you was that I didn't spend all those years as a celibate.  I
have several friends, I guess the current phrase is friends with benefits.
My meeting Friday was with one such friend.  It was her fragrance you
smelled.  I hope you aren't upset with me," she said, looking at him.

"What?  Upset that you had been living your life before I showed up on your
doorstep and you're continuing it?  How could I do that?" he asked
seriously.

Maggie looked over at Aunt Nats and said,

"You just have to love him, don't you?"

"I don't know about have to, be I certainly want to, don't you?" the older
woman replied.

"I did and I have."

Allan was getting red as the his two 'girls' talked about him.  After a
while Aunt Nats mentioned dinner, extending an invitation to Maggie, who
bounced off the bed and went to the phone and called her mother and then
ran back into the room and jumped on the bed, saying it was okay.  They
hugged and kissed some more and than went naked into the kitchen to prepare
a meal. The evening that followed contained some TV watching, hugging,
kissing and fondling.  This was followed by another round of three way sex,
this time with Allan stroking his hard dick in and out of the pussy and ass
of both women who in turn licked each other to orgasm.  When he did cum he
sprayed what he had left onto the faces of he two women he loved and to his
joy and amazement, loved him right back.