All people having sexual activity in this story are eighteen and over.
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I had turned eighteen in January and I was in my final year at school I had already had the grades to go to university but mum wanted me to do an extra year at school so my grades would be better and I would be accepted to the same university as mum and Aunt Jo, who were both accountants and they wanted me to study accountancy too and join them in my grandfather's property company which since grandfather's death mum and Aunt Jo ran both of them had a very comfortable lifestyle and one day I would inherit the company so I just did as I was told.
I wasn't happy that I was having to do an extra year at school but that changed after my eighteenth birthday, mum and Aunt Jo played a major part in the city we lived in, they were both very religious and did a lot with the Church and charity work. I hated having to go to church every Sunday, but I did it just to keep them happy, though I enjoyed going to the Church Hall discos and had many interesting nights at them.
Aunt Jo was four years younger than mum, mum had me when she was eighteen and she was thirty-six now and Aunt Jo was thirty-two and single and spent a lot of time at church. In my teens gran had told me that when mum got pregnant with me, she was going to marry my father, but something happened and she brought me up as a single parent with the help of my grandparents.
Mum and Aunt Jo were very wealthy, they owned a lot of property and were involved in major developments; they were also very tall, good-looking, voluptuous women who dressed conservatively in the best of clothing. I'd never seen either of them date a man or have any sort of relationship with any man. Mum had the reputation of being a first-class tax accountant but she didn't practice and would only give advice privately but she didn't have many clients, I'd be told that mum would have a private meeting and not to come home until the meeting was finished.
In February of this year Aunt Jo and I went to London to a seminar on property development as she believed that this would give me an insight into how their company operated, there was a mix-up with the booking and Aunt Jo and I had to share a twin bedded room, I was a gentleman and respected her privacy but on our first morning there I accidentally went into the bathroom and saw Aunt Jo coming out of the shower; it was the first time in my life that I'd seen a naked woman, I'd felt them but never seen, Aunt Jo's body was amazing, her 34 E Cup breasts looked incredible, her long legs and her gorgeous hairless vulva with thick cunt flaps looked so inviting, I apologised profusely and left the bathroom immediately.
After five minutes, Aunt Jo exited the bathroom, clad in a towelling bathrobe, and there was complete silence as I entered the bathroom for shaving and showering. That evening at dinner Aunt Jo had ordered a bottle of Chablis and when we were halfway through the second bottle I said, "Aunt Jo, I'm so sorry about this morning, it was a complete accident as I hadn't thought and had just walked straight in, I'm sorry."
Aunt Jo smiled and said, "Barry, don't worry about it as I'm sure it was an accident, let's say no more about and it'll be our secret."
I was so relieved when she said this as I wondered if she would have wanted me to go to Church and confess my sins, I smiled back at her and said, "Aunt Jo, we'll keep it our secret but you're the first naked lady I've ever seen in my life and you have a beautiful body."
"We'll keep that our secret, Barry, you'll be in university in six months and you'll see a lot of naked women who will probably have a nicer body than mine."
I wanted to have the final word and said, "Aunt Jo, as I get older, I find that big meaty breasts excite me and seeing yours this morning sparked a lot of interest."
Aunt Jo smiled and said, "Barry, thank you for the compliment but let's keep this to ourselves."
That was the end of it and not another word was said about it.
We got back home and mum had arranged for Sally Clark to tutor me in maths; I was good at maths but I'd got a B in it and mum wanted me to have an A, Sally's husband was a maths teacher as well but he'd died six months ago and Sally had semi-retired but she told mum she'd tutor me and that's when my sex life took an amazing turn for the better.
Sally was a teacher in my school and in my first year she'd taught me and she was a great teacher, her husband was also a teacher but head of the maths department in my school and he'd been my maths teacher until he died last year, he was full of his own importance and I'd often thought that if he'd been chocolate, he would have eaten himself, Sally was a far nicer person.
I'm six foot four inches tall and the tallest boy at school, Sally was four inches taller than her husband and she was in her early fifties while her husband was in his sixties, Sally was also popular with the boys at school because of her massive tits she easily had the biggest pair of all the teachers at school. Mum had arranged that I would have two ninety-minute sessions every week in the afternoon between four and five thirty on a Tuesday and Thursday, and my first session was on Tuesday.
I arrived at ten to four and Sally opened the door and she was showing a cock stiffening amount of meaty tit flesh. I was sure that they were bigger than Aunt Jo's. She led me into her dining room where she had an assortment of books and papers on the table, we were both standing by the table I wanted to know where Sally wanted to sit, I said, "Mrs Clark, I was so sorry to hear about your husband's passing, he taught me for four years but I enjoyed my first year when you were my teacher."
Sally smiled, and I was finding it so difficult not to look at her massive big melons, Sally said, "Barry, please call me Sally as we're not in school now, Dave was a difficult man to live with, he could be very obstinate and he had his way of doing things and I had to fall in line, I'm enjoying the freedom I've got now though I haven't started socialising yet but being able to do things I want to do is a great feeling for me, how tall are you? I'm five foot ten and it's great having to look up to you."
I smiled and said, "Sally, I'm six foot four, did you and your husband have any children?"