Auntie In Nylons Caught Peeing Pt 02

A few weeks have passed since my visits to Aunt Liz.

She had been away, and during that time I just haven't been able to stop thinking and wanking about Aunties lovely legs in nylons and her dripping pussy.

So, I have just had a call telling me she is back from her travels and did I want to come round.

I didn't need asking twice!

First of all, I needed to find something to wear. I still had Aunties suspender belt, but I had wanked do much on to the panties and nylons, they were ruined.

Mother was out, so I crept in to her bedroom. Went through her drawers and found her undies. All neatly folded and colour coordinated. Well that was no good, she would spot it a mile away if things weren't just so. So, I went to the laundry basket. Bingo! several pairs of soiled panties. I picked out the black lacy ones. Pressed the crotch to my face and inhaled. Mmmm, the smell of mothers pee and pussy. Wrong but somehow arousing. I pulled them on over my semi erect cock.

No stockings to be found, so I took a pair of nylon tights from the same basket and cut the top away and attached the legs to the suspender belt. A bit of a mess, but it satisfied my desire to feel nylon next to my skin. Next, I dressed in my normal day clothes.

Auntie was waiting for me wearing a grey short pleated kilt skirt, tight white blouse, tan stockings and a pair of black patent high heels. She was out to tease me from the outset!

It certainly worked, I was getting hard already.

Our now regular ritual began. She sat down at the table whilst I manicured her fingers and varnished her nails.

Once again, as I neared the end, she became increasingly agitated. Jiggling around and rubbing her thighs together. Her skirt was so short and was riding up, so that I could clearly see the wide welts of her fully fashioned nylons and hear the delightful sound of nylon thighs brushing against each other.

When I had finished her manicure, she stood up in front of me. How magnificent she looked! My friends would be so jealous if they could see me with this fabulous mature Auntie. She tossed her long curly brown hair back and haughtily turned on her heels. She leaned forward slightly, exposing the stocking welt and suspender clips.

'Well, do you like my new stockings? They were very expensive, so I do hope so. Are my seams straight? You know I can't adjust them with wet varnish on my fingers.'

'No Auntie, they need a little adjustment.'

'Well get on with it then. You know, I am getting to like you pampering me in every respect.'

I went on my hands and knees and place my hands around her tan nylon thighs and gently tried to push her nylon seams in to a straight line. This wasn't quite working so I had to slide my hands just under her skirt and tug gently on the metal suspender clips. Oh how I love the feel of the tensioned nylon and the cold steel clips against her tender bare thighs.

The job was almost impossible though, as she couldn't keep still and was jiggling around and squeezing her thighs together.

'Auntie, do you need to pee, as I cant do this properly with you jigging around.'

'Yes, I do, lets go in to the bathroom.'

Once in there, I took up my position, knelt in front of my goddess of an Auntie, whilst she stood in front of the toilet, her hands held out to one side with her wet varnish still drying.

She ordered me as usual to lift her skirt. My hands were shaking with excitement. Then, as I lifted her skirt, instead of seeing the little bulging nylon panties, I was confronted by no panties and a hairy bush! Auntie had let her hair grow whilst on her travels.

She then lowered herself on to the toilet and gasped with relief as her powerful jet of pee came squirting out. She no longer chased me out of the door. She allowed me to watch this mesmerising sight, just inches away from my face. It seemed to pour out forever. I ached for this golden stream to be into my mouth. I couldn't pluck up courage to ask though.

I was disappointed that I could no longer clearly see her succulent lips and clit. However, I still had a job to do. When she had finished, she stood and ordered me to clean her. I took some tissue and gently stroked the golden droplets from her brown bush. Whilst doing this, I allowed the beads of pee on her stockings to brush off on to the back of my hands so that I could lick them and taste Aunties nectar.

'Well, Mike, what do you think? Do you like Aunties pussy more natural look?'

I had to confess I didn't... 'Er, no Auntie, I preferred it before if I'm honest.'

'Hmmm, I thought you might. I was going to let you shave me and pamper me down there too, but I think you might need some training first before I let you near my pussy. So, we are going to my beauty parlour where you can watch me be pampered and trimmed. you may learn something.'

Auntie put her fur coat on and we jumped in to her sports car to make the short drive to her beauticians. Once again in the car I was treated to the sight of her stocking tops as her skirt rode up whilst she was driving. I wondered if she knew what she was doing to me.

During the short walk from the car, I could see men hungrily looking at the glamorous woman in the fur coat. Their eyes drawn to her elegant cuban heeled ankles. If only they knew what was under the coat!

The beauticians was like a clinic. Spotless gleaming tiles, mirrors and chrome everywhere. Aunties heels clacked loudly as she strutted across the marble floor.

She introduced me to Dion, a stunning oriental lady with a jet black bob hairstyle and crisp white fitted tunic,, Such a shame she had white trainers on and not heels, but I guess not everyone is going to dress to my fantasies!

'Dion, Mike is my nephew and I am teaching him some life skills, so he wants to watch and learn today.'

Dion nodded her approval. I didn't think she would do anything else. This place looked very exclusive and expensive and I imagined the client was always right here.

We went in to the treatment room. Auntie stood next to a sleek leather massage couch complete with various chrome attachments.

Auntie dropped her skirt to the floor and stood there in her heels and stockings, keeping her tight blouse on. Magnificent.

She then climbed on to the couch, laid on her back and placed her legs in the curved brackets that held her legs high and open.

Dion then came alongside donned latex gloves and prepared her waxing strips. Waxing? I was expecting to see a shave. I was truly fascinated.

I stood the other side from Dion so that I could get a really good look.

She started at the edges. A small strip at a time, pressed in to Aunties pubes, left for a short time to set and then ripped off in one swift move. Each strip left a red exposed welt of skin which Dion would past gently with a cool flannel. Auntie winced in pain from every strip. Dion now started on the area immediately around Aunties labia. Her gloved fingers gently pushed Aunties large lips to one side whilst she pushed the strips in to all the nooks and crannies and removed every trace of hair. Once she had completed the front, Aunties whole pussy area looked bright red and inflamed, and once again I could clearly see her clit. Looking swollen and erect. this painful procedure was obviously having and erotic effect!

Auntie was now ordered to turn over and kneel with her bottom in the air. Dion then applied the same treatment around Aunties puckered anus. I leaned forward to get a better view. It was the first time I had seen this little bud close up. It looked to be calling me to insert a finger!

Auntie was then turned back over in to her previous position. Dion now put her glasses on and put her face close to Aunties pussy, with a pair of tweezers, she carefully explored every fold and plucked out individual stray hairs. As she finished this very intimate examination, she stepped back to admire her handy work. Aunties clittie was literally so hard it was pulsing in the middle of this glowing red area. Her lips were once again plumped and wide open exposing all of her soaking wet pussy. Dion looked at this and leant forward to whisper in to Aunties ear. Auntie nodded vigorously to whatever the question was.

Her clit had remained untouched for the entire duration and was now aching for release.

Dion went to the drawer of her chrome table and brought out a small vibrator, not much bigger than a lipstick. Auntie gripped the sides of the couch and pushed her legs even further apart. Dion beckoned to me to come even closer. She touched the vibrator on to the end of my nose. Wow! that was powerful. she now guide my hands towards Aunties pussy. She placed each of my index fingers either side of Aunties clit and got me to pull back gently. This completely exposed Aunties throbbing clit. It twitched like a miniature penis as I did it.

Once it was exposed Dion placed one hand on Aunties tummy as if to hold her down, then she placed the tip of the vibrator right at the root of Aunties clit. The effect was immediate, she tried to buck but Dions hand held her down. She moaned loudly and then gasped, moaned and finally grunted with a brutal orgasm. At that instant a fine stream of clear liquid squirted from her pussy.

This was another new one for me. I hadn't seen a woman squirt from orgasm before. I found it highly arousing.

Now Auntie was shattered and just laid back whilst Dion gently dried her sopping wet pussy. She had a soft towel and gently parted her lips and dried all around them and in to all the crinkled crevices. She then applied some moisturiser to all the reddened area to cool it down. All this gentle massaging seemed to be having the opposite effect on Aunties clit, which was once again erect and pulsing. Dion , however ignored it and took care not to touch it.

She turned Auntie back over in to her kneeling position. Bottom in the air, knees spread apart. What a beautiful sight. Her pussy lips were open and hanging down, framing her clit. All totally naked of hair now, and still glowing. Dion massaged the oil all around Aunties ass, lingering around the puckered entrance. Auntie was moaning for release again.

Dion took a stainless bowl and place it between Aunties legs. Next she inserted just the tip of her gloved forefinger into Aunties ass hole. Auntie gasped and tensed. Gradually Dion eased another finger in and started to gently explore before building up a rhythm thrusting in and out and pushing down through in to her pussy wall and reaching her g spot. With her other hand she now took the vibrator, turned it to full power and grasped Aunties clit between thumb and vibrator. She couldnt stop groaning and bucking, her knees slamming down on to the couch with the rhythm of Dions hard thrusts. Then Auntie shouted with an even more violent orgasm and a huge gush of liquid spurted from her pussy in to the stainless dish. I looked at the liquid. a mix of pee, lady cum and creamy stuff.

Auntie collapsed on to her stomach, truly shattered now.

After a few minutes and another drying session, she swung her long legs off the couch and stood up. She thanked Dion for the truly magnificent orgasms. I was quite shattered just from watching. Auntie then whispered something to Dion.

They both suddenly made a grab for me and pulled my trousers down. Once again I stood there humiliated, Stiff wet cock pushing out from mothers panties and ragged tights clipped to Aunties suspenders.

'Its your turn now' said Auntie, and ordered me on to the couch.

I was placed in the same position as her. Dion cut away mothers panties with scissors to leave me completely exposed. That was going to take some explaining as to where those panties went.

Then with Auntie holding me down, Dion set about waxing my cock, balls and ass hole. I literally screamed with the pain. Each strip snatched away was exquisite agony.

All through, she had avoided touching my still erect cock which was twitching and oozing pre cum. God I needed to orgasm.

Auntie said ti Dion, 'Do you like his nice hard young cock? Doesn't it look fine now he is bald? Would you please milk him for me?'

Dion nodded her agreement. Auntie now passed a strap over my forehead so that I couldn't raise my head at all. She then climbed astride my head kneeling and facing my cock. She fastened my hands to the side of the couch. Now I could see and smell her open pussy just inches from my face, but I couldn't touch or taste it.

She then held a small stainless dish on my belly and ordered Dion to begin.

She massaged the same oil in to my cock and her gloved fingers danced across my swollen glans, driving me wild. After a few minutes she then place her fingers along the front and pressed her thumbs in just below the tip. I couldn't' take this, I nearly passed out as my cum spurted out in to the steel dish.

Dion continued to squeeze my balls and cock in order to extract every last drop.

I stared at Aunties moist pussy, wishing she had let me bury my face in to it. But instead she hopped from the couch and pulled her skirt back on.

'I know you have been trying to drink my pee, don't think I haven't seen you young man. Well I may let you one day, but not today. You have more tests to pass.'

With this, she took the dish from my belly and held it to my lips. 'You must swallow your own filth first!' she then held my nose until I opened my mouth and poured my copious cum in to my throat. I gagged and gagged but she wasn't satisfied until it was all gone.

She then took the other dish of her liquids, 'You may wash it down with this and if you keep on improving, I may let you drink some of my nectar one day'.

She then poured this down my throat. I did as I was told. I really wanted to drink her piss.

'Well done' she said, 'I hope you have learned from today, I am looking forward to our next session, but I may have to have a word with your Mother about those missing panties...'