"Can I see your tits?"
"Oh, I don't think that's a good idea, Kyle. As your aunt, I should probably be teaching you more important things." She seemed to squirm in her chair as she said the words; I was certain she wanted just the opposite of what her lips uttered softly.
My aunt Sammie had been divorced for 2 years now. I had always thought her body was smoking hot, and her face was like that of a model; I'd wanted to see her naked (or, touch her naked body) forever. As far as I knew, she hadn't dated anyone since her divorce, so I expect she was horny as hell occasionally. I was hoping today was one of those days for her. EVERY day was a horny day for this young buck. I hadn't even SEEN a naked breast (other than in movies) but I was oh-so-ready for it!
"Aw, c'mon Aunty Sam, you're so beautiful and they're just going to waste! You have no one around to hold them, cup them, adore them. I've never seen a woman naked and I just turned 18 yesterday. How will I be able to deal with seeing a girlfriend naked if I've never dealt with naked breasts before? I'll probably cum in my pants even before she gets her bra off. That would be terrible, don't you think? You wouldn't want me to be embarrassed like that would you?"
"Well, no, I wouldn't want that. I suppose giving you a LITTLE experience wouldn't hurt me." she rationalized, but continued squirming in her chair a bit. I could see her face getting warm from the thought of my warm young hands, embracing her firm C cup breasts.
I saw her chin bounce down and up slightly, almost as though in her mind, she said "OK let's do this!". She reached both hands behind her and undid her bra-catch. Then she pulled her arms inside the armholes of her shirt and magically pulled her bra out through one of them. She undid all the buttons of her shirt, letting it drape open in the center fully. I could see all of her left breast, exposing everything but the nipple, still pressed against her shirt.
"i think we should set some ground rules before you get too carried away.
1. If I ask you to stop, you stop. No matter what you're doing, you stop.
2. Keep your dick in your pants. We're not having sex here, got it?
3. Wash your hands. I don't know WHERE they've been.
4. You do what I say, no exceptions, no excuses. Okay?"
"Sure" I mumbled, as I quickly headed for the bathroom to wash my hands. When I came out, I saw she had removed her blouse all together, and she had slipped under the sheets of her bed. I was also very excited to see that next to her blouse on the floor were the shorts she had been wearing. From this I deduced she was either wearing only her panties or nothing at all. I was certainly hoping for the latter, but it didn't matter to me which was the case.
She was positioned at the edge of the bed, and as I approached, she said "Kneel down on the floor next to me."
I did as she instructed and waited for her next direction. As I waited, my gaze covered her body from her gorgeous blue eyes, down past her shoulders to her perky boobs with her nipples jutting out; it was a warm day, so I knew they weren't erect from the cold.
She reached over and grasped my hand with hers and moved it to cover her right breast.
"Keep a soft touch when you start. Move your hands slowly and circle the nipple, but don't touch it yet, just go near it. Then, cross over to the other breast, and do the same."
I followed her instructions to the letter, being very careful to stay away from the edges of her nipples, even though I wanted desperately to just grab them and pinch them. They were each surrounded by a small dark brown circle of skin that was all shrunk up and bumpy.
She closed her eyes as my fingertips grazed her chest and started to breathe a little more heavily. I could see her flat stomach, rising and falling with each breathe.
As I continued to softly circle her nipples, she moved her hand back to mine, and held my wrist, making the circles tighter and tighter around her nipples. Then she said in barely a whisper "Place one finger on each side of my nipple, and softly stroke it from base to tip. Repeat this four times, then move to the other nipple." I did exactly as she said, but when I moved to her second breast, her hand reached out and grabbed the sheet in a knot and her back arched up against my hand to press it harder into the flesh of her breast. Her head tilted back, and her mouth opened and she moaned as I continued to stroke her nipple.
"I need you to do something that we didn't talk about. I hope you're OK doing this. I have a feeling you will enjoy it. I know I will."
"Reach under the sheet, between my legs. Slip your hand in the top of my panties, and slide your fingers down along my pussy slot. I'll explain this later but right now it's very wet down there. Gather some of the wetness and move your hand back to my nipple to cover it with my pussy juice."