"Big Tits, Big Dicks and Fantasy Fucking!"
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My Aunt Ellie is the most elegant woman I've ever met. Unlike my Mom, who is a normal housewife my Aunt Ellie had gone to an Ivy League school and had married very well. Now she was a woman of stature, a patron of the arts and on the Board for a number of institutions including The Institute of Technology and Science. Thanks to her pull I had been accepted there despite not having the usual transcript and resume.
Aunt Ellie is a tall woman. She has a regal bearing and look that results in people making way for her. I never saw her have to open a door. Someone was always there to do it for her. She would acknowledge their kindness with a nod of the head and sometimes a murmured thank you.
Her head was always held high, her neck long and graceful yet she never seemed to be looking down on those around her. She had high cheekbones, bright green eyes and full lips. Her lipstick and makeup were always impeccable! She always wore her long hair up in a sophisticated do.
When she met me at the airport she was dressed to the nines! Sophisticated bolero jacket over a white blouse and matching pencil skirt that fell just below her knees. Short heels and dusky hose. She really did look like a million dollars!
We got reacquainted on the ride to her house. It was more like a mansion, actually. I was going to stay with her in an in-law suite they had built for Walter's Mother who had passed away some time ago. That was going to save me a TON of money and Aunt Ellie promised that she wouldn't intrude on me too much! It even had it's own entrance so I would not bother Aunt Ellie or Uncle Walter with my comings and goings.
As we drove the conversation moved from family and my hopes for college to politics and economics. Aunt Ellie seemed comfortable talking about any and all of the subjects.
Her husband, Walter, an investor of some type, was away on one of his frequent business trips. I had met him a couple of times. He was older than Aunt Ellie by more than a few years. Nice guy, I suppose, but distant, you know? Stand-offish.
Aunt Ellie had the cook prepare us a snack (she also had a maid). And we chatted for a while longer.
I begged to be excused after finishing the sandwich saying that I was exhausted from the trip. I retired to my new room and tried to nap. Sleep didn't come quickly so I decided to jack off to release some tension.
I had barely started when Aunt Ellie walked in unannounced, "I brought you some towels. Oh MY GOD!"
She stopped dead in her tracks, the towels dropped to the floor and Aunt Ellie covered her face with both hands.
"Um, ah, I'm sorry," I stammered. There I was, both hands gripping my dick with my gorgeous Aunt right in front of me!
She didn't say a word, she just spun in place and ran out of the room!
I got dressed and went down to the kitchen. Aunt Ellie started talking before I could say a word.
"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have barged in like that! But I wanted to bring you some towels and..." she tailed off, clearly embarrassed.
"And I should have locked the door," I told her. "It was my fault."
And that was the end of it. I mean for the most part. We didn't speak of it again.
But I did notice that Aunt Ellie would glance at me from time to time when she thought I wouldn't notice. She kept glancing at my groin.
The next day I stepped out of the shower and was toweling off when she walked into the bathroom!
"Oh, my GOD! I"m so so sorry," she said. She was again carrying towels. "I was going to put some new hand towels in your bathroom. It didn't occur to me that you might be using it. I'm not used to having guests, I guess." She laughed with embarrassment. But I saw that she didn't look away this time. In fact, it seemed that she was almost staring at my flaccid cock.
She left me to finish getting redressed. When I went into the main house dinner was ready. The cook had the day off apparently as Aunt Ellie served me herself.
We talked for a while. She asked me about what my life had been like so far. She seemed interested in the fact that I had not had a girlfriend yet. She was easy to talk to. I found myself telling her things that I had never told my own Mom. She didn't judge, she didn't offer advice. She just listened to me.
At some point she got out a bottle of wine which we shared. I had little experience drinking and I'm afraid I got a little tipsy
After a while we moved to the den and watched some Netflix while we finished the bottle.
"I'm surprised that you haven't had any girlfriends yet, Mac. You're a good looking young man!"
"Thanks, Aunt Ellie, I guess I just haven't met the right girl yet. I've dated a lot but it always seems to get to a certain point and then the girls loose interest. I'm not sure what I'm doing wrong!" I complained.
"That's a shame! A good looking young man like yourself shouldn't have any trouble in attracting women! Can I ask when they 'lose interest' as you say? Is it at any particular stage of the relationship?" She seemed genuinely interested.
"Um, well," I stuttered. "I mean it's sort of ..." I stalled out, not sure how to proceed.
"Let me guess," she offered. "It's when you are about at the point where you are going to have coitus, isn't it?"
"Um, coitus, yeah." I responded. "That's when things seem to break down. Coitus."
"I don't mean to embarrass you," Aunt Ellie said as she patted my knee. "I'm sorry but I couldn't help but notice earlier that you have an extremely large penis. It's the kind of thing that could give some girls second thoughts about, well, about having sex with you! No matter how good looking you are or how interesting or how much fun you are."
I gulped. She had hit the nail on the head. The few girls that I had gotten that far with had backed out when they saw my erection. I'd had a few pity hand jobs and one abortive blow job. But no real sex. Damn it.
"It may be the wine talking but I think we should fix that, young man!"
Her hand was now in my lap, caressing my inner thigh and smoothing over my slowly expanding erection. I couldn't believe it! My gorgeous, sophisticated, elegant Aunt was feeling me up! Her hand was caressing my dick thru my pants!
"Oh, my! You do have a magnificent endowment, don't you?" Her voice was husky and I saw that she was licking her lips while she looked at me.
"Let me start things," she offered. She was sitting really close to me as she spoke and I felt her lips on my cheek before she moved to stand in front of me. I was rooted to the spot. What was she going to do?
Smiling down at me she posed for my admiration. She had switched to a music channel and was moving to the music.
As she slid out of her suit jacket I could easily make out the impressions of her nipples against the silky fabric of her blouse. Faintly pink, they were growing harder as they scraped against the fabric.
She continued to unbutton her blouse, revealing more and more creamy flesh. Her breasts were being gently cradled upward, forming an impressive cleavage! Her bra left the top half of her breasts uncovered as her aureola peeked above the edge! It was red satin and black silk with lovely detailing.
As she turned to toss the blouse onto the chair I had a chance to admire how fit and slender she was. She may have been in her late thirties or early forties but she was definitely slim and stacked! Really stacked I realized, as she stood in profile to me. Her breasts, supported as they were by the bra jutted forward magnificently! She paused to cup herself from below. She hefted her endowments several time before letting them bounce in front of her. The look on her face revealed how proud she was of her body!
She slipped out of her skirt after releasing the zipper. She was wearing a garter belt that matched her bra and held up her dusky hose. Her thong panties completed the matching set. I could see a small damp spot showing how excited she was!
She reached out and pulled me out of the couch. She entwined her arms around my neck and kissed me harder than I had ever been kissed. Her long nimble tongue swabbed out my mouth. Her body was moving against mine as we kissed. I could feel her breasts pressed against me and her nipples digging into me as we kept on kissing.
And I knew that she could feel my erection as it was pressed against her groin. She didn't seem to mind. In fact she pressed herself against me even harder as we continued to swap spit!
I was drooling as she reached back to unclasp her bra!
What a set of tits! As she slowly drew the bra down off her arms I had lots of time to admire her boobs! She could see me staring at the mounds she proudly carried. She rocked her shoulders causing her tits to bounce and quiver. She cupped them from below and held them out for me to appreciate.
Her slender waist and svelte hips completed the package. I had never seen a girl with a body like this! Top heavy and slinky at the same time!
She stepped up to me again and began to unbutton my shirt. As she pulled it off me she ran her hands over my shoulders and chest. "Nice!" she complimented me. "You must work out some!"
"A little, not much," I admitted.
"Well, you look great," she purred.
