In a previous letter I told you about the relationship that evolved between myself and my two precious nephew's, Johnathan and Robert. The twins are in their early 20's, quite a bitter younger than my own mid-30's, and yet already the boys are wonderfully accomplished lovers. I inquired as to their previous sexual exploits, and how they grew to develop their tremendous sexual expertise by their youthful age. In this series of journal entries I will describe their respective explanations of their various adventures, using my own words and writing style to elaborate upon the events as they were related to me. Not surprisingly for this family, for each of them this was with a mature woman who was a close relative. For each their first encounter occurred during their first year at college. Each boy had decided upon a different trade and hence attending schools in two different cities. Robert, starting at the same college that his sister was already attending, moved into the spare room of the apartment their parents had rented for her. While Johnathan moved in with his Aunt, who lived only a short bus ride away from his college. This is Part 2 of the Story, and describes how Johnathan domineering aunt sexually seduces him and uses him as her play toy.
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Upon being greeted at the door by his aunt, Johnathan noticed how similar her appearance was compared with his own mother. The sisters both hand the thick black hair and olive complexion typical of their Italian ancestry, and both ladies were also similarly built, standing at about 5' 4", with broad hips, fleshy thighs, and pretty round faces. But where his mother showed her age in her features, his aunt, the younger of the two and in her late 30's, still possessed a youthful countenance, and Johnathan noted that in fact she was quite an attractive woman, particular when she smiled or laughed, both of which she often did. His aunt also supported a much more ample chest than his mother did. He also quickly noticed that she did not wearing clothing that accentuated her best feature(s).
"Aunt Emilee!" Johnathan exclaimed when she opened the door. Throwing her arms around her nephew she responded back with delight "My child, my beautiful dear boy, oh, how you have grown, grown so big and tall, and such a handsome and strong man you have become. Come in, come in and let me fetch you something to eat, you must be famished after your long travels!"
At an age now were Johnathan appreciated the figure of a woman, even if his aunts, he enjoyed the feeling of her soft large breasts crushing into his stomach and arm as she gave him the welcoming hug. And he couldn't help but to admire the curves of her broad swaying hips as she walked him toward the kitchen. Having recently turned 18 Johnathan was at that age where his dick would stiffen even at the thought of a woman's body, and he felt a twinge down below as his eyes explored the shape of her buttocks and found himself sub-consciously imaging what the soft bare flesh of her ass cheeks would feel like. Though she lived alone now he knew that she had had many boyfriends in her life, and daydreaming he tried to guess how many men had kneaded and kissed those soft ass cheeks from behind before sliding the head of their hard cocks down along the crack of her butt toward her ...
"Johnathan, come along now!" He heard her say, shattering the images in his mind and yanking his attention back toward reality. Putting his jacket over his hands and his hands before him to cover the bulge in his pants that now thrust out forward in tribute of the guilt of his lustful thoughts, Johnathan walked toward the voice and sat himself at the kitchen table, jacket on his lap. Jonathan had always been the shy one between the two twin brothers. Where his brother had moved in with his sister to complete his college program, Johnathan's selected college was in the same town in which his mother's sister lived, and she had been kind enough to offer to let him stay with her for free while he attended school. Already he was enjoying the opportunity provided. Johnathan was looked forward to getting to spend more time with his lovely aunt, and especially of getting to conduct a more detailed examination of her various assets.
As she moved around the kitchen preparing him a meal, his eyes continued to be fixated on her curvaceous figure. In a tight baby blue sweater and an equally body hugging black skirt that ended just above her knees, Emilee had contours that would make the heart of any young man race. Her calves were large and shapely, and her partially visible thighs suggested smooth fleshy desire. The skirt itself fit so snuggly around her hips and ass that little of their shape was left to the imagination. But it was the baby blue sweater than captured his attention and which he was unable to pull his eyes from. The sweater had a deep plunging V at the neckline and exposed more of Emilee's soft white cleavage than Johnathan thought a nephew should be seeing. But he quickly suppressed his feelings of guilt and stared intensely at the smooth white globes as they bounced about under the top as she moved about the room, their heavy weight suspended and compressed by an occasionally evident black bra.
When Emilee would glance toward Johnathan, or walk toward him to talk, Johnathan would turn a beat red and drop his head down, positioning his hands over his jacket to ensure his protrusion was concealed. At only 18, Johnathan had never got further with a girl that a kiss and a little light petting, and he was still easily embarrassed.
