Anonymous - Midnight intimacies

It all looked favorably to my plans, I thought, for I was ready. Quietly I disrobed, and putting on just a thin silk nightie which opened well down the front nearly to my waist, leaving my breasts exposed, I went in the bright moonlight past Robert's bed to look out of the window, and, being between him and the light, he could see me, if he were awake — and I was sure he was. I moulded my breasts as I stood there for a few moments, then I put my hands on my backside, a hand on each cheek as I stuck out my hips and pretended to take breathing exercises. I then turned and looked over at him there laying on his back, his nice elegant cock was straight up and exposed, I then leaned over the foot of his bed to get a good view, gave a furtive sigh and tip-toed to bed, to make him think I believed him asleep.

After awhile, as I lay still, I heard his deep breathing and a sound that told me what he was doing, so, getting out of bed very quietly, I sneaked out at the other end of the screen, but this time with him between the light and me. I saw him jerking off and breathing heavily. I wanted to stop him at once, so I surprised him with “What's the matter, Robert why do you do this?” He gulped a breath and began quietly to sob, and as I went to him he said in a low voice “Oh, Aunt Mary, it aches so.” — “There, there, Robbie, don't take on so, Aunt Mary will sooth you!” I leaned over him, my breasts to his view, and stroked his head. His sobbing ceased, I turned to his waist, pull up his nightie further, and said in a very low tone, “What were you doing to this, Robbie?” and I put my hand on it, but believe me, my one hand did not begin to cover its length. Oh, it was a big one! He said, “Aunt Mary I was making it feel good, I just couldn't help it. I saw your nice bottom to day on the swing, so I had to do this to it.

Forgive me, will you, and oh, please don't tell mother!” My hand was caressing his magnificent beauties as I now leaned over him close and whispered that I would not tell, of course not, if in then he'd keep secret what I'd do for him. “Oh, oh — Aunt Mary, I will never tell a word, will you — will you dear Auntie rub it for me?” I said to him, “Come quietly to my bed and you shall see fully what you only got a glimpse of at the swing.” I then removed my nightie and let him examine me, look and feel me all over. Like a true voluptuary he sank to the floor and sucked my hot cunnie. I moved away from him saying, “Let's go to bed, and there you may do whatever you please to me, dear.” On the bed he fondled my tits, kissing and sucking the nipples real hard, thrilling me, running his hand over my belly, thighs and bottom, then got done again with his tongue. I fully enjoyed his work on me, both tongue and roving hands, the fingers would run up and down the moist lips of my cunt, then thrust them inside, which soon sent me off, then I said “Come up to me,” I put my hand on his adorable cock and caressed him all over, played with one of most superb bottoms I ever saw on a boy, it was as smooth as glass so that my fair hand slid over its polished, hard surface. I was not ready yet to suck his cock, for I could not know how clean it might or might not be. I found it was clean in a way, anyhow, and fit for a good boy-fuck. I asked him if he knew what it was for. He said he guessed he did, it had something to do with marrying, but he didn't know just what. Then I told him about the bull and the boar, that they used them to breed, but humans used them for both breeding and pleasure. Now see, dear, if you can find the right place to put this lovely big, long thick cock.”

Saying this I lay stretched out on my back, thighs apart, and he crept upon me, but hesitated what to do, but impelled by his desire to do something, he moved over my body to place himself between my thighs, and let me tell you it was a real joy and thrill I felt as his body, cock and balls rubbed me in his movements. His was a virgin body like my own sweet Harold's. With his cock now at the lips of my cunt he said, “Tell me, Aunt Mary, what to do with it?” I said, “No, find out for yourself, it will be so much nicer believe me.

I lay quiet in his arms, while I opened my thighs to suggest to him the idea. He fingered my cunt, opened the lips, and finally found the little stiff thing. It was delicious to feel him groping about knowing it was his first sight of the entrance to heaven on earth. I must give him credit for his sense of the fitness of things, for when he saw those two pouting lips-which Liza is now kissing for me — he promptly kissed them, ran the flat of his tongue over them. He parted the lips gently, as if afraid to hurt something there and discovered the inner doors, and still bent on discovery, very carefully parts them and reveals what is evidently some kind of opening. Once again he kissed the place and inserts his warm tongue, then, I suppose as I studied his moves, he must have thought it an opening for his cock, for he brings the head there and lets it lay as the lips fall together about it. He raises his body to look at me in a questioning way and in that position I take him in my arms, pulling his bottom down to me and raising mine up to him which carries his cock well into me. “Is that a nice place for this Robbie?” He said, “Oh, dear, yes, my yes indeed!”

I told him what to do, for I now wanted it so badly. His cock was over an inch longer, and a little thicker than Harold's and I knew I'd be more than well fucked by it. I let him over as he pleased once he had learned, and was content to let him spend as soon as his cock ran away with, him the first time. But dear me, I had to put my hand to his mouth and hush him when he did spend, and I went off with him so excited had I become with the whole act so far. His climax was fierce, almost uncontrollable, and I really believe he had another one on top of the first, for his paroxysms were continuous, his cramming was hard and persistent. I now soothed him till his panting became under control, kissed him, held him tight, as he liked to just lay there on my belly with his cock right up, in it. I wanted his reply after his first fuck. “Oh, Aunt Mary, dear, dear Aunt Ma-ry, I never want to leave this place, oh, please let it stay, is it tight, Oh, is it?” His hand dropped to my titties, the muscles of my cunt were always firm, and all this time were sucking rapidly on the full length of his cock, so that he raised again and went on a cruise to find the tame heaven he had been in. God bless the one who invented cocks and cunts say I!

Now he worked faster and faster in long in and out hard strokes, determined to get to heaven by quickest route, and I helped him. Soon the climax was again reached so I whispered “Don't scream, dear, just kiss and hug me to you tight, dig it deeply into me, and I will hold you!” Oh joy! he got me too and our kisses mingled. I had to restrain myself too, for his good reach of cock just played havoc of my womb. I held him fast to me, and believe the throbbing of that young cock made my vagina walls throb in unison. I now rolled over with him under me, I had closed my thighs thus gripping his balls and worked my bottom like lightning up and down on his cock. You bet this treatment soon had him spending to profusion. But I did not stop, no sir, I kept on as hard and as fast as I could bounce up and down on him, letting the head come out several times then ramming my cunt on to it again, and as it did not always hit the opening right at once, it banged up against the lips above or below it or in between my closed thighs till it did find the hole again when I'd work him like mad, letting it come out all the way and repeat the hit or miss of the slot. Twice I made him spend outside my cunt. Once he let it go off when I had it between my thighs the head right up against my bottom where he shot his stream in between the cheeks making all around there slippery. Once it spend on my belly and around the lips of my cunt.