Family Affair – Sex Stories

Family Affair

Don Abdul (c)

For a 20-year-old, Damian looked a lot more mature. At 5’10” tall, he had an athletic figure, which he kept in good shape by playing baseball and working out in the neighborhood gym. Although he acted just like any twenty-year-old in many regards, there was something different about him, he had fantasies about older women. His fantasies about the mature woman were a lot more intense than most boys his age would ever feel.

Damian had a burning desire for one particular older woman; it was so strong that from his early teenage years, everybody around noticed it, although they all put it down to a normal crush of a teenager on a pretty older woman. The reality of his unusual desire however ran much deeper than any of those people would ever know. It was, Damian’s most closely guarded secret.

Damian’s mom, Carla had asked her younger sister Phoebe to move in with them when Carla took a senior position in the marketing company for which she worked. Considering that her new position meant that she would be required to make frequent out of town trips, it made perfect sense to have Phoebe come live with them (especially after she broke up with her fiancé), besides she could keep an eye on Damian whenever Carla was out of town. Moreover, both sisters had always been so close, and she was confident that Damian would love to have Phoebe around; after all, he had always loved Aunt Phoebe, and even had a crush on her since he was a child.

Phoebe was a very beautiful woman. She was hot and passionate with a body to die for. Her long black hair cascaded down and over her shoulders, and framed her pretty face in a breath taking way. The warmth in her sweet smiles seemed to radiate from the depth of her sexy blue eyes. Men often make the mistake of assuming her heart-warming smiles to be a signal of her readiness to bestow her sexual favors on them.

At about 149 pounds, Phoebe’s nice pair of 38DD tits fit her voluptuous body perfectly. Her nipples were huge (as though they were the main control switch for turning her inner freak loose) and a nice pinkish-tan with areolas that were slightly wider than Oreo cookies. Her small waist flared out into a round succulent bubble ass.

Damian always relished returning home during the warm summer afternoons, because more often than not, his aunt Phoebe loved to take long showers to cool her self down. Phoebe was quite the exhibitionist, she loved to leave the shower stall curtains open and sing sexy love songs. She also loved to relieve herself of pent up sexual tensions by playing with herself, secure in the knowledge that she had the whole house to herself.

The first time Damian walked in on her act of self-love he had heard the shower running but heard no singing, so he quite innocently assumed that she must have left the shower running unattended. Seeing, as the curtains were open, he walked up to the shower intent on turning off the water. The spectacle that greeted his young eyes stopped him dead in his tracks. His jaw almost hit the floor, and his breathing ceased for a moment, as he watched Aunt Phoebe masturbating away with such erotic abandon.

As he watched the fluid movement of her juice glazed fingers stroking her wet pussy, and caressing her luscious breasts, teasing her engorged nipples, he felt his dick rising until it rose to its full length. His engorged and throbbing manhood strained against the confinement of his pants until it began to hurt. Quite unconsciously, he reached out to rub his bulge and the moment his hand touched his hard on, his breath caught in his throat. He bit down on his own lips quickly to stop himself from venting a deep groan of agonizing passion. At that instant, he observed Aunt Phoebe’s head thrown further back, as her back arched. Her hips began to thrust and tremble all at once. From the depth of her soul, she let out a deep moan as her entire body shivered, awash with the waves of her orgasm.

Certain that his discovery peeking-in on her private moment would land him in a cauldron of hot oil, he sneaked away quietly to attend to his own more pressing need for release.

Phoebe had a feeling of kindred spirit toward Damian, for somehow, she seemed able to sense the lay of his mind, see past his youthful (and for the most part) clumsy puppy love/ crush complex.

As a woman who also had a taste for younger male flesh, and the raw sexual energy that came with it, she could identify with his hidden intentions as well. She just couldn’t risk the slightest margin of error; therefore, she decided to allow things develop at their own pace, confident that if she teased him subtly on a fairly regular basis, the intensity of his lust would reach a boiling point and he would revert to type and obey his primordial male instincts.

There were a few other incidents of similar nature, and the pleasure and arousal he derived from watching her pleasure herself is immeasurable. He; however, knows deep inside of himself that he is no voyeur, on the contrary, Damian fancies himself as a doer, a man of action. He often fantasized about holding her in his arms, caressing her soft full breasts, licking her engorged nipples, and kneading her round bubble butt, even adorning it with his love bite.

On one occasion during a bitterly cold winter night, he had detoured toward her door on hearing her loud moans (on his way to the kitchen). Moving even closer he discovered her door slightly ajar, and peeping through the crack, he saw her on the bed, playing with her toys…

She had a huge pink vibrator buzzing away against her clit, and a smaller one buzzing at her erect nipples…. She was lying down on her back, her knees drawn up and spread wide apart, displaying the passion-swollen splendor of her smoothly shaved pussy. Soon she was rubbing the big vibrator up and down her slit, her smooth, self-loving movement causing his manhood to go from naught to rigid in 20 seconds. His throbbing dick tenting the front of his pajamas, he slipped his hands through the opening in the front to grasp his tortured dick. He stroked it ever so gently at first, and gradually, he harmonized his strokes to her rhythm.

When she shifted to lie on her side, and moved to reposition her toys, he lost his vantage view of her erotic exhibition.

Impatiently and subconsciously, he pushed the door a little; the little creaking sound that followed was the loudest noise he had ever heard. His heart jumped into his mouth, scared that she had heard him.

She apparently didn’t notice anything, as she proceeded to insert the huge vibrator into her dripping hole and started to do herself first in short strokes, then with longer, deeper strokes. She worked the smaller vibrator from her nipples down her tummy to her clit, and with both her hands moving furiously, it wasn’t long before she started to shiver as waves of excitement spread from her loins through the whole of her body. She let out a series of curses and moans as her body was seized by a fit of convulsions. Her orgasm was violently intense and so beautiful to watch. The jerking about had flipped her right onto her back, and as Damian was sucked into the vortex of his own orgasm, his last coherent thought was that of seeing her looking straight into his soul…. Four eyes glazed over by a powerful mixture of passion and lust.

When he regained his senses, she was laying still in bed, as though she had fallen into post coital slumber. He tidied up and tip-toed away, sincerely hoping that he had just imagined her looking at him, wishing somehow that even if she saw him, that knowledge would be lost in the aftershocks of her cataclysmic orgasm. The seed of doubt is however, firmly planted in his mind. Only time would tell.

To Be Continued . . .

FAMILY AFFAIR II

Don Abdul ©

Damian had just received a letter informing him that he had been accepted at college. He was so excited, and in the mood for celebration, unfortunately that would have to wait. His mom is out of town on a business trip and Aunt Phoebe is out running errands. Therefore, he made a few phone calls, first to his mom, then to his friends. After sharing the good news by telephone, he still felt the urge to really celebrate, and deep down his heart, he knew that the one person that could satisfy his hunger for a worthy celebration was Aunt Phoebe. He; however, didn’t want to call her cell phone, preferring to make it a pleasant surprise for her. He relished how proud of him she would be when she heard the news.

While Damian waited for Phoebe to return, he dozed off, and he didn’t hear her coming into the house. She thought he looked tired so she didn’t disturb him. She went on into her room to change into her bathrobe in preparation for a hot shower.

Damian awoke with a start, and then hearing her humming a song, he realized that aunt Phoebe was back. He made his way to her room, and at the door, he knocked. In his excitement he didn’t even wait for her response, he just pushed the door open and burst into the room just as she was about to close the front of her bathrobe. She instinctively grabbed it closed, unable to get hold of the belt.

Damian is so excited he seemed not to have noticed what had happened. “I did it! I did it!! Oh, Aunt Phoebe I made it,” he cried out ecstatically.

“Hey young man, calm down and tell me what you did,” she says with a chuckle.

“Ok, Aunt Phoebe, close your eyes for one moment please,” Damian said hardly able to contain his excitement

She obliged and closed her eyes. Damian then dug out the Admission letter from the college from his pocket and held it up before her eyes. “You may open your eyes now please,” he said to her, grinning from ear to ear.

She opened her eyes and seeing the official crest of the college at the top of the page, and scanning through the first few lines, she screamed with excitement…

“Oh, my God you made it,” Phoebe said, the look on her face a mixture of excitement, immense joy and pride. Beneath all that; however, is also a feeling so hard to describe precisely. Its closest approximation being, a feeling of happiness, pride, relief, and confirmation of Damian’s final passage into manhood. It’s all happening so fast.

She jumped up and down a few times, as she threw her arms around her nephew. In her excitement, she rained down kisses on his face, landing her luscious lips finally, square on his mouth. It seemed only natural to them both at this point to go with the flow.

He held on to her with the intensity of his excitement and he pushed gently with his tongue, seeking passage into her savory mouth. He was at the same time scared, his subconscious mind warning him against crossing the fine line from which there could be no return. However, his deep hunger for her out weighed every other concern.

When Phoebe parted her lips to let his tongue into her mouth, he practically heaved a sigh of relief, as he once again found the part of his brain that reminded him to breathe again. In his moment of trepidation, his breathing had paused.

They took turns probing and exploring each other’s mouth as they twirled, sucked, and tangled tongues in the most passionate kiss Damian had ever experienced. Their tongues made love of their own accord so tenderly at first with Phoebe leading, then as the heat of their shared lust rose; they kissed each other more hungrily.

Oblivious of the fact that she was completely naked under the open fronted bathrobe, Phoebe’s excitement spiked as she felt Damien’s warm soft and big hands softly caressing her luscious breasts. He rubbed each breast in turn, teasing her nipples with the flat of his thumb, then pinching them gently, rolling them between his index finger and thumb.

Her moans were coming more frequently, and when Damian’s bulge began to poke her crotch harder, massaging her mound with a vengeance, she reached down to his crotch without breaking their kiss and began to rub his erection. She fumbled for his zipper, and worked it open. She slipped her hands into his pants, expecting to be hindered by his under shorts; but got all goose pimply with excitement as she pleasantly discovered that her nephew was wearing none.

The feel of his engorged penis in her soft hands, the heat it radiated, and the girth of the thing, made her breath catch for an instant. She temporarily let go of his manhood, and unbuckled his belt, watching his pants fall to his ankles. They separated momentarily as he stepped out of his pants, and she shrugged her bathrobe off her shoulders letting it fall to the floor.

They each took in the visual glory of the other’s body. It’s been a long time since Phoebe stopped thinking of Damian as a child, but damn! She didn’t quite expect the full-blown maleness of him. His broad shoulders well toned muscular torso, strong thighs. His 7-inch erection showing off a healthy cock with a girth of at least 3 inches. Its shiny head straining to be let out, half way out of the foreskin of this uncut male beauty.

Mmm, she licked her lips in the most lascivious way, just looking at him made her cunt all wet and hungry for some deep stroking.

The tiny voice in the depth of her reasoning was whispering the evil of her incestuous carnal desire, but at this instant, in this room, her deep sexual hunger, and craving for this one youthful cock is much stronger than the feeble voice of her conscience.

She looked deep into his eyes and realized that he must be deaf to the feeble voice inside his head as well. She reached out her hand and taking hold of his throbbing cock, she knelt down before him and began her sensual adoration of the penile majesty of the young Adonis before her.

With the soft warmth of her hands, she pushed back his fore skin, to reveal the beautiful mushroom head of his cock. The slit of his taut and shiny head was spitting pre-cum. She bent her head forward to lick up. She swirled her tongue all over, licking off more of his sweet nectar, then she raised up his shaft, and cupped his tight balls in her hands, squeezing them ever so gently, before she resumed licking his cock. This time with the head still raised, she licked the underside of his shaft up and down for a few minutes. Her ministration, sent arrows of excitement darting through his entire body.

When she nibbled on the side of his shaft, he let out a deep groan, encouraging her to continue the great work she was doing. She licked his dick down to his balls, after twirling her tongue around each ball for a bit, she took each ball in her mouth in turn, and sucked on them. Damian was moaning and groaning like a man on the verge of losing his mind. His erection grew even bigger, enticing her to take his head in her mouth.

For the first time, she swallowed the entire length of his cock right up to the hilt. His balls were pressing against her chin as he felt the back of her throat.

Phoebe just loved sucking hard cock, the bigger the better. When she began to feel his cock jerk in her mouth, she realized that if she didn’t let him out he was going to bust his nuts too soon, so she let his cock slide out of her mouth, taking it in her hand and pressed hard on the head. Damian felt the waves of excitement threatening to consume him recede.

Phoebe rose to her feet, still holding onto his throbbing cock. She led him to the bed and gently gave him a playful loving push. His trembling knees offered no resistance as he fell back into the bed in sweet anticipation of what was coming next. With Damian now lying on his back, she put a pillow beneath his head and straddled him, her knees on either side of his body.

She looked seductively into his eyes, and then she put her hand over her mound and began to tease herself, the way he had secretly watched her do many times before.

She rubbed her pussy with a circular motion, and when she couldn’t stand the self-teasing, any more she slipped one, then two, and then three fingers into her hot and wet hole and began finger fucking herself to his delight. With her other hand she teased and rubbed her engorged clitoris, and soon both her hands are coated in her pussy juice. Damian’s eyes grew bigger with excitement, just as his cock grew in size in tune with her escalating arousal.

Looking deeply into his eyes and holding his gaze, she sensed that he could no longer stand the sensual torture of watching her touch herself like that. She reached out, took his nodding cock in her hand, and shifted her pussy into position to receive him into the pink wet warmth of her cunt.

Holding his hard prick to her pussy, she used the head to spread apart her swollen pussy lips, then pointing him on his way, she set herself lower onto his hard pole. His dick swam upstream in search of the source of her river of lust.

They both continued their journey of discovery, until his cock was buried in her pussy to the hilt. Still holding his gaze all the while, wishing him to keep his eyes from closing in response to the great sensual rush of excitement he was feeling, they both held the moment. Making love at that instant, with their eyes only.

The intensity of the moment became damn too much to maintain, so he squirmed his hips under her, signaling that they had a great enterprise of lust to conclude. She began to raise and lower her hips as they started to fuck to the rhythm of their mutual desire.

He savored the sights and sounds of their lovemaking, her jiggling breasts, her gyrating ass, and the squishy-squashy sound of their carnal music. He reached out and took hold of her jiggling tits, and upped the ante on her excitement by rolling her nipples between his fingers, and stroking her breasts.

Phoebe rode his cock with the ferocity of a woman possessed by some demon of lust. Her excitement betrayed by the moans, dirty talk and other animal noises that were erupting from deep within her soul. The speed and intensity of their thrusts grew, the myriad sounds of their lustful coupling reaching a crescendo. Phoebe was moaning so loud, almost screaming, Damian regressed to a series of primordial groans as the whites of his eyes slowly tumbled back into his head, his erection grew even bigger, as his hips snatched out of his control.

“Oh, fuck! I’m cumming . . . Oh, D-a-m-i-a-n . . . aghhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!” Phoebe’s voice raspy from her love cries announced her orgasm, just before her body was overtaken by a series of quaking convulsions, grinding her pussy deeper onto his groin pushing his cock head right at the mouth of her womb.

Similarly overcome by the excitement, Damian grabbed hold of the pillow beneath his head and clapped it over his ears, biting hard into the corner of it to muffle his own scream, as he shot jets of his thick, hot and creamy sperm deep inside her pussy. Her convulsing walls, milked his shaft of all the cum in him.

Phoebe collapsed in his arms and they shared a few kisses before falling into blissful post coital slumber together.

*************

Damian was not the only member of the family with good news to share that week. His mom, Carla, had been head hunted by a fast-growing corporation with a rising offshore expansion profile. She had just been brought on board the firm and offered the position of Vice President of Marketing. The terms of her engagement included her readiness to travel immediately to Europe as part of a high-powered team to close a take over bid on behalf of the firm. She was leaving in a couple of days.

After returning from her last business trip to the south, she was so happy to be back home, and even happier that her darling son Damian was going away to start college the following week. She was; however, sad because that only gave her two days to be with him and get him ready for what was undoubtedly the biggest leap forward in his life so far. Carla knew in her sharp business mind; however, that Damian would understand. He had always been a very good boy, and he was smart enough to realize also that someone had to work hard in the family to pay for the wonderful life that they all enjoyed. She was determined to give her son the best education she could, and that meant that she had to work hard to be able to afford it.

The next morning, Carla took time off her new job to take her son shopping for the things he needed for college. She also planned a surprise for him for later that night.

When they returned home from their shopping spree, Carla casually announced to Phoebe and Damian that they had all been invited to a corporate dinner being hosted by one of the executives at her new firm. The dinner was going to be an informal a small but posh city restaurant. They all discussed what they were going to wear for the dinner, and a few other things. As Damian rose to go sort out his clothes for the evening’s dinner, Phoebe looked across at her big sister Carla, and they winked conspiratorially.

A call came through on Carla’s cell phone, as they were getting ready to leave for the party. After taking the call, she turned to Phoebe and Damian and announced; “time to rock n roll guys”.

Damian’s first surprise of the evening came as they stepped off their front porch. Standing by, with a uniformed chauffer holding the back door open was a sleek stretch limousine, in all its rich gleaming glory. “Wow!” Damian exclaimed, as he turned to his mom, and then toward Phoebe, as though seeking reassurance that the limo was indeed their carriage for the evening.

The small restaurant was already filled with their invited guests and when they walked in, a thunderous round of applause greeted them. Damian looked nervously around for a few speechless seconds, and then it dawned on him that the guests were their family friends, his mom’s work colleagues, people he knew. Still stunned his eyes were drawn to the banner hanging strategically above the backdrop of their table… it had in bright colorful letters, ‘CONGRATULATIONS DAMIAN!’

Finally, the light bulb went on in his head. Mom had set him up. His darling mother was throwing him a surprise dinner party. In one fluid emotion-laden move, he turned and gave Carla a hug, his eyes misty with tears of joy that he dared not let out or he would be jeopardizing the macho image that is part and parcel of every male youth. The crowd kept on applauding still on their feet. Damian noticed out of the corner of his eyes that Phoebe had a knowing look in her eyes as she smiled too, a teardrop breaking loose from the corner of her eye.

He also gave her a hug, and just before they disengaged, he whispered into her ears, “You knew all about this didn’t you Aunt Phoebe?”

“Oh yes,” she answered, “and guess what, I’ve got an even bigger surprise for you before you leave for college.” As they pulled apart, she gave him a knowing wink.

When the applause died down, the live band they had hired for the evening, gave a rendition of a few numbers. Then Carla went on to give a speech. During the course of the evening, Damian couldn’t help but notice the very beautiful woman Aunt Phoebe was talking with. She seemed to be with the corporate lawyer type dude sitting next to her. He remembered seeing her before, talking with Phoebe as she dropped her off last summer. Tonight she looked extremely ravishing.

To be continued . . .  

FAMILY AFFAIR III

Don Abdul ©

It was Damian’s first full day at college. The lectures had been long and tiresome, and he barely made it back to his room when he passed out on the bed still wearing his shoes. After sleeping like a log for a couple of hours, his consciousness was awakened by a strange yet familiar sensation, which seemed to have taken over his groin. He was feeling warm arousal, radiating from his dick, and rippling through his crotch to the rest of his body. The more he tried to grasp the origin of this wonderful sensation, the sweeter it became. ‘Mmmm!‘ Damian thought in his subconscious mind;   ‘this must be one of those wet dreams. Well, I might as well enjoy it while it lasts.’

Slowly at first, he felt his nipples harden under the ministration of a deft pair of teasing hands, then as the gentle teasing turned into an urgent pinching of his nipples, the combination of pain and pleasure made his eyes open ever so slowly, an emissary of his sleeping mind out to investigate the source of his pleasure.

Through eyes partially open, and still glazed over by sleep, he sighted a full head of long black hair, cascaded all over the crotch of his lying body. The head is bobbing up and down over his crotch. Suddenly his brain awakened fully as he realized that somehow this woman, whoever she was, had managed to enter his room whilst he slept and was now sucking his cock.   ‘But who the hell is she?’   his confused mind asked; yet the only answer he got was the sound of his own moans.

He shook his right leg to get her attention. After the second try, she raised her head ever so slowly from his crotch, and shook her jet black locks away from her face. Her beautiful long hair settled over her elegant shoulders, framing her beautiful mature face in such a stunning way. Upon seeing her face clearly, his eyes bulged, almost popping out of their sockets.

‘Oh my God!‘ his mind screamed, yet his dry throat failed to produce any sound. His shock was near paralytic and his surprise total as he stared at his Sociology Professor.

The professor smiled with renewed mischief, and gave him a naughty wink, in acknowledgment of his shock. The warmth in her mischievous smile suddenly ignited a fuse within his soul, blasting open his Pandora box of deeply hidden fantasies about mature women. As she returned her mouth to his cock, she found that his erection was twice as hard as it was before. It must have dawned on her that it was time to avail herself of the raw youthful energy of his loins, before an accidental discharge of his youthful seeds would ruin her quest to satiate her lust.

His breathing came hard and fast, as he watched the professor disrobe fully, and he was so excited to observe that beneath her expensive but conservative dress, she was totally naked, no panties, no bra. Her hairless body was surprisingly firm and quite lean for someone her age. The sight of her puffed, clean-shaven camel toe set his whole body on fire. When she stepped out of her discarded garments and moved towards his heaven pointing throbbing cock, he couldn’t help but notice her juices leaking from her pussy, down the inside of her thighs. All he could think of in the time it took her to reach and mount him was a countdown to the launch of his rocket-like dick on its voyage to explore the nebulous reaches of her womanhood.

Straddling him, she moved her sex closer, grabbing hold of his hardness and parting her engorged pussy lips with the shiny head of his turgid dick. She gently swayed her flared hips, such that her sopping wet cunt, engulfed his dick an inch at a time, until he was totally consumed by her hungry pussy.

She held the moment for a while, and he closed his eyes, in an unmistakable surrender of control to her.

She started rocking gently at first, and then she soon gathered momentum, as she fucked his lying figure. Unable to be passive any longer, he began to meet her up and down motion with an upward thrust of his own. Soon their shared pleasure became evident in the music of their love cries.

In the heat of passion, she reached out her hands to his chest and began to tease his nipples, and without re-opening his own eyes, he sought out her breasts and played with them, rolling her stiff nipples between his fingers. The whole atmosphere had a surreal feel to it, from the quality of their love cries, which sounded so real yet so otherworldly, to the smell of their sex, which was all-pervasive you could almost touch it. It all sounded and felt too perfect to be true, yet it couldn’t be a dream (after all he had awakened from that one hadn’t he?).

Their thrusts were now desperate, their hunger seemingly insatiable, their speed unbelievable, and then suddenly, he felt her pussy begin to spasm, her walls closing on his shaft, and she began to buck wildly. This triggered an escalation of his own pleasure, as he thrust wildly in response to the provocation of her cunt. He felt her grab his shoulder, digging her nails deep into his flesh. The spasms of her pussy now uncontrollable, he opened his eyes to see her head thrown wildly back, as her back arched. She ground her pussy deeply onto his crotch, and gave out a loud guttural moan and an otherworldly scream as she ejaculated, bathing his thrusting dick in her syrupy juice.

The sights and sounds of her release were just too damned much for him to take, his cock jumped and thrust deeper into her tunnel of lust, nestling for a second at the mouth of her womb, then his own quake hit. With one final thrust that lifted his ass clear of the bed, he blew his hot creamy load deep inside her wet hot pussy. He kept on thrusting, causing their juices to co-mingle, making slurpy, squishy sounds and then as his thrusts ceased, and his cock began to shrink, their hot cocktail of love juices leaked out from her pussy, over his semi hard cock onto his crotch, still bearing the heat of their sated lust.

Damian, awakened, his senses at once alert. His brain instantly figured that he must have drifted off to sleep after ejaculation. He was suddenly aware of the weight of her still on top of him, his flaccid dick still in her pussy.   ‘Wow!‘ he thinks to himself;   ‘that professor is surely some great piece of work.’

‘Wait a second!’   his brain screamed at him. He turned his head sideways, and it all dawned on him. It had been a dream all along. He was still in his room at home. But, before his mind could process the situation any further, his lover stirred and shifted to rest on her elbow, her face visible as she looked into his confused face.

He was staring speechless into Aunt Phoebe’s warm sexy blue eye. All warmed up by her radiant smile.

“Hey, sleepy boy”; she called at him in the softest voice.

The little tension that momentarily appeared in his face quickly disappeared as though it was never there as he broke into a smile of his own. It was an awkward situation but he was coming to terms with it already.

Before Damian could say anything, she leaned in and briefly kissed him on the mouth, then looked at the bedside clock; it was 6.30 p.m. She whispered into his ears in a mischievously sexy voice; “Now you need to go get showered. My surprise package for you would be arriving in an hour.”

To be continued . . .

FAMILY AFFAIR IV

Don Abdul ©

Damian heard the doorbell ring, and as he got dressed he heard the sound of laughter and light chatter. As he came out of his room and made for the kitchen/dinning area, he heard her familiar voice. Only then did he remember her name. Shelly, Aunt Phoebe’s friend. The same stunning looker who sat right next to the lawyer type at the dinner the other night. Wow!

“Ah there you are darling,” Aunt Phoebe chirped excitedly as he emerged from the doorway. She held out her hand and took his, then she steered him toward Shelly. “Of course you know this hottie called Shelly don’t you Damian?” she asked laughing.

Damian blushed crimson, and then awkwardly extended his hand to shake hers. Shelly held onto his big strong hands with a firmly loose grip that seemed to suggest that much more than just a warm handshake was on her mind right now. Then she looked straight into his eyes with her sexy bedroom eyes and gave him an almost imperceptible wink. It all happened so fast that Damian was left wondering if he had merely imagined it. He felt so warm inside and the warmth quickly turned to heat as she reluctantly let her hand slide seductively out of his.

Damian felt his dick getting really hard in his pants, but it wasn’t until Aunt Phoebe looked him over from head to toe and exclaimed, “Damn!,” that he realized that his erection was a matter of public knowledge. He looked down to his crotch to see the tent made by his hard on. Shelly walked casually past him, brushing slightly against him as she went by, pretending to be totally unaware of his embarrassment.

Dinner was delicious and when they got to dessert, Damain out of curiosity asked, Aunt Phoebe, “What’s for dessert?”

The two women looked briefly at each other, and then burst into laughter. Phoebe still laughing with tears in her eyes pointed to Shelly and with great effort replied, “She is. Shelly is our dessert tonight. You like?” she asked a totally dumfounded Damian.

His jaw was hanging open betraying his exasperation. “Oh!” was all he was finally able to get out of his open mouth.

Shelly stood up, excused herself and headed in the direction of the bathroom. While she was gone Phoebe cleared away the dishes, and returned with a tray of strawberries, and whipped cream and some honey.

Damian had never been so properly confused in his entire life, but he decided not to expose his ignorance and inexperience any further that night, so he just pretended that it was all cool. He knew; however, that something really crazy was about to go down, because Phoebe had that mischievous glint in her eyes. I know that look; he thought to himself.

When Shelly emerged from wherever she went, Damian’s heart skipped several beats.   ‘Wow!’   he unconsciously exclaimed. She walked right up to them like a model cat walking down the runway, and struck a seductive pose before their very eyes.

Holding her magical pose, and clad in the sheerest red kimono style (micro-mini) lingerie Damian had ever seen, Shelly was such a tantalizing feast for the eyes. Damian was so enchanted by the breath taking spectacle he didn’t even notice that Phoebe had switched off the lights in the kitchen. The room was bathed in the sensual glow of candle lights.

The pounding in Damian’s chest had by now extended to his ears as well. It wasn’t until Shelly began to dance raunchily in place that he even became aware of soft music that was playing. She began to strip tease, first opening the front of her lingerie, to reveal her sheer bra which left nothing to the imagination. Her taut chocolate brown nipples were straining against the cups, begging to be licked. She wriggled her shoulders, and her lingerie began to slip off, finally she shrugged it off and let it slip to the floor.

Swaying her waist raunchily, and then doing a slow version of the Arabian snake dance, she discarded her bra, cupping each tit as it came free of the cladding. She then teased each nipple, and rubbed around the areola in the most arousing way. Damian’s eyes were glued to the movements of her fingers.

She cupped her tantalizing tits and moaned as she pinched her nipples once more, then her hands caressed her body slowly and lovingly whilst traveling south. Damian’s eyes followed her hands faithfully down toward her sexy navel.

Damian’s breath was on fire, and when her hands reached even lower to her crotch, Damian suddenly realized that she had on crotchless panties. Involuntarily, he leaned forward in his seat, squinting as though seeking a confirmation that his mind was not playing tricks on him. Just then Shelly turned around and faced away from him.

Damian was disappointed and about to sit back in his chair to wait for more of her sensual torture when she bent over and grabbed her ankle. Shit! Damian exclaimed subconsciously, as he darted forward in his chair. Everything in his world came to a stand still, as his eyes became focused on her exposed pussy.

Her pussy suddenly began to move in very slow motion, her round; chocolate bubble ass was up in the air. She began to hump the air, and as she did so, her pussy lips part and closed, threading strings of sticky moisture, her engorged pussy lips were glazed over in her juice. Then she humped even more slowly and much lower this time, and he caught the light reflecting off her pussy ring.

Damian was so tight he could explode with the sexual tension pent up inside of him. As he reached to ease his hurting cock out of his pants, he was shocked into total paralysis by the sight of Phoebe walking right up to Shelly and grabbing her ass from behind, then kneeling down and eating her cunt.

As Phoebe sucked on her pussy, both women moaned louder and louder, then Damian saw why Phoebe was moaning even louder, she had her hand in her own pussy stroking away.

As Shelly’s legs began to tremble and her ass humped Phoebes face faster, he knew something was about to give.

It came soon afterwards. Shelly cursed out loud, “Oh fuck yeahhhhhh, shit, I’m cumming!!!!”

Both women cuddled and kissed passionately and as Damian groaned deeply, they turned around to see him, wanking away, cock in hand and eyes tightly closed.

“Oh no!” They giggled at each other and reached out to stop him from killing the evening before it even began.

Within a couple of minutes, they had him butt naked. Then Shelly hopped on the dining table. Next Phoebe whispered in Damian’s ear before she started to rub whipped cream on Shelly’s lips, then her nipples and down her abdomen. She then placed Strawberries at intervals on the trail of cream down her mound.

Damian had been busy too, coating her engorged pussy lips in a layer of honey, which dripped down the crack of her ass, and over her brown hole. He also coated her big toes in honey. By the time he was done coating her toes in honey, Phoebe was already licking away the cream from Shelly’s lips, and as she opened her mouth to let Phoebe’s tongue into her savory mouth, they shared a deeply passionate and delicious moment.

Phoebe was just licking her way through to the nipples when Damian took her big toe in his mouth and sucked on it like Phoebe told him to.   ‘Mmmm! Not bad,’he thinks to himself, as he licked and suckled on her toe. Shelly was now moaning uncontrollably and as her two lovers got closer and closer to her wet caramelized cunt, little waves of extreme excitement began to slowly spread further afield throughout her body.

As Damian and Phoebe finally caught up at the gateway to Shelly’s juice drenched honey pot, they paused slightly. Phoebe picked up a strawberry rubbed it in the cream on Shelly’s mound, and teasingly rubbed it round Damian’s mouth. Then she let him take a bite, before popping the remainder in her own mouth. They both licked the cream off each other’s lips before going on to share a brief kiss, even as Phoebe’s thumb grazed the honey coated clit. Then as they broke the kiss, she gestured to Damian to do the honors.

With Shelly at the edge of the table, Damian buried his face in her cunt and began to lick the honey off her wet hot sex. Phoebe quietly ducked under the table and gently took Damian’s throbbing cock in her mouth, and began to suck his dick.

For the next twenty minutes they all ate each other out in turn and after both women had cum at least once each, Phoebe signaled to Shelly that it was time to give the boy his special treat.

They put Damian in an arm chair, and then Shelly straddled him. Reaching behind herself, she slid his thick white flesh into her hot sweet wetness.

“Ughhhh!” Damian groaned as she lowered her cunt over his cock until he was completely engulfed. She held her pussy cloaked over his dick for a moment, and kissed him slowly and teasingly, reawakening his desire anew.

She put her hands under his arm pits and with her thumbs she began teasing his man nipples, causing his dick to grow even harder deep inside of her pussy. She clenched her cunt a little bit and then began to hump him as they fucked. They got fast and furious and when Damian took her taut nipples in his mouth and suckled on them, her ass began to buck wildly. The heat ignited in her core was fast spreading, radiating to places she couldn’t name. She shifted and squirmed until she found that angle that gave his pistonning shaft total access to her clit, stroking and grazing it good and proper.

“Oh my Goooooooooooood!!!” she moaned out loud as she arched her back. Her head was tossed far back and when he nibbled on her nipple one more time, it tipped her scale finally, pushing her over the edge of her orgasmic cliff.

“Oh fuck yeahhh daddy . . . ohhhh shitt . . . I’m cummmmmmmming!!!!!!!” she screamed, as her body shuddered hard. Her pussy spasmed, and clenched, gripping his shaft so tightly the extra friction drove him completely nuts. That same moment, his dam broke and his hips thrust faster and uncontrollably.

“Ughhhhhhhhhhh!!!” he groaned, as he shot salvo after salvo of his hot creamy cum deep in her cunt. He kept thrusting involuntarily; as her tight pussy milked his cock of the last drop of cum it could give. They collapsed into each others arms, trying to catch their breath, and then they heard Phoebe cruising home too.

“Mghmmm!!” she moaned and groaned as her orgasm struck. They turned their heads lazily to see her, one hand still pressed to her cunt, the other pinching her nipple, with a dreamy far away look in her half-opened eyes. Phoebe had enjoyed watching them fuck, she had gotten off on it too.

After the after shocks had settled, they all retired to Phoebe’s bedroom, where they made love again twice before daybreak.

As Shelly was leaving the next morning, she looked into Damian’s eyes, and said, “Good luck with college Damian, and just in case you’re wondering; the answer is no. We won’t be doing this anymore.”

Damian, his face wearing a desperate look of disappointment and shock looked over to Phoebe.

“But…” he started to say;

Phoebe lifted a finger to her lips, “Shhhh! Let her finish darling.”

He turned back to Shelly, his confusion now total.

“Well, actually we might do it again, but on one condition. First, you have to graduate college. Then if you still want to, good and fine, but not anytime before then, ok?” Shelly said.

Damian was completely lost for words. He just nodded nervously.

The end….. at least for now.