Staying With Aunt Cath Pt 03

A few weeks after Cath's sister Penny's visit, Jenny and her Aunt were having a Saturday breakfast at Frankie's cafe.

"You got anything on today?" Cath asked. Jenny nodded;

"I'm going to spend a couple of hours at the library. I need to brush up for a class next week."

"Okay. What d'you want to eat tonight?" Cath asked.

"You?" Jenny replied, innocently. Cath screwed up her eyes, pretending to be angry and adopting a New York accent;

"Why I ougtha..." They both burst out laughing.

"No one's allowed to laugh in my cafe without telling me what's funny," said Frankie as she wiped down the table next to them.

"Junior here thinks she's funny," Cath said, winking at Jenny.

"And is she?" Frankie said, still wiping the table.

"That depends on if you have a dirty sense of humour," Cath replied. Frankie began to laugh and soon all three of them were crying with laughter. Frankie stood by their table as the laughter finally subsided.

"Do you guys have any plans for tonight?" Frankie asked.

"Not yet," Cath said.

"Good," Frankie replied, "why don't you come over for dinner? I've got a friend staying for the weekend and it'd be nice to have some company. I'm cooking a big pan of pasta; how's that sound?" Cath and Jenny looked at each other and nodded;

"Sounds perfect," Cath said, "we'll bring some wine."

"Done. See you around 7? Cath asked.

"Great," Cath replied. Frankie went off to serve a customer.

"Well that solves that," Jenny said. "Does Frankie live far?"

"Nah," Cath replied, "she's the other side of the pier; five minutes walk."

They finished their breakfast and waved to Frankie as they left,

"See you later, girls," Frankie called after them.

Jenny drove up to the university library and settled down at a desk. The place was almost deserted; no great surprise on a Saturday; and Jenny went to get the two books she needed to study. The only other desk was occupied by a girl who had a pile of books and a laptop. She was facing Jenny and the two desks in between them had been removed; Jenny could see them up against a wall with books piled up on them. Jenny put her two books on her desk and got her workbook out of her bag. Before she started work she decided that she needed a coffee. There was a vending machine in the hallway so she walked past the girl to get to it.

"Hi," said the girl as Jenny passed her desk.

"Oh, hi," Jenny replied. She stopped. The girl was very pretty with short, blonde hair. She was wearing a t-shirt and as she swivelled her chair, Jenny could see she also had on a blue pleated miniskirt and Doc Martens boots. The girl smiled up at Jenny,

"Don't normally get anyone else here on a Saturday; it's usually just me, until we get close to exams," she said.

"I'm just doing a bit of research for a class next week," Jenny said.

"Wow, you must enjoy your course then?" said the girl, smiling.

"I do. It's my first term and I want to do well," Jenny replied.

"A Fresher? Now you really do stick out. Most first years just want to get drunk and screw," said the girl, grinning. Jenny grinned back.

"I was just going to get a coffee; d'you want one?" Jenny asked.

"From the machine?" the girl asked, "it's foul stuff but beggars can't be choosers; white no sugar please."

Jenny came back with two plastic cups of coffee and put one on the girl's desk.

"Thanks; I'm Karen by the way."

"Jenny; nice to meet you, Karen," Jenny said, heading back to her desk.

She started working through the first book, taking notes in her workbook and using the second book to cross-reference the information. As usual, she was engrossed in her studies but she did look up to check on Karen every once in a while. The first time, the girl was walking towards the door marked Toilet. Jenny watched her walking away from her. The DM's gave her a great arse-wiggle and her little pleated skirt swung with it. Jenny smiled to herself and returned to her studies.

Half an hour later, Jenny looked up again. Karen was writing, her head down, concentrating on her notebook; but that wasn't what got Jenny's attention. She looked carefully below the desk down the room. Karen's legs were wide open and to Jenny's eyes, she wasn't wearing any knickers. After a few seconds, Jenny looked back down at her books so missed Karen looking up and smiling.

Jenny felt that she had done enough; she had gone through both books thoroughly and filled several pages in her workbook; she felt that she had a good understanding of the subject. She began to pack up and then returned the books to their shelves. She picked up her bag and walked over to Karen's desk.

"Right, I'm off," Jenny said. Karen swivelled her chair around to face Jenny again. She crossed her legs and smiled;

"Okay; it was nice to meet you," Karen said, "and thanks for the coffee."

"You're welcome," Jenny said, walking towards the door.

"I hope you enjoyed the view."

Jenny stopped, sure of what Karen had said but not sure of how to react. She turned to look back and was greeted by the sight of Karen with her legs wide open again, grinning at her. Jenny walked the six paces back to Karen and put down her bag.

"I did," Jenny said. She bent down and put her hand under Karen's chin, tilting her face up. She kissed her, open mouthed and forced her tongue into Karen's mouth. Karen responded, slowly, moving her tongue to meet Jenny's and kissing her back, her lips squeezing the younger girl's; she was so turned on.

Jenny reached down between Karen's legs, running a finger up her slit from bottom to top, and found her clit. She rubbed it and then brought her finger back up and broke the kiss. She slid her wet finger into Karen's hot mouth. The girl sucked hard, running her tongue around the finger and tasting herself. Jenny said, softly;

"We can't do this here; let's swap phone numbers."

Karen groaned in frustration, Jenny's finger still in her mouth.

They swapped numbers and kissed, hot and hard, before Jenny left, thinking; 'Well that was a fruitful study period.'

It was early afternoon when Jenny got back to Cath's. The house was quiet; Cath was out; so she lay on her bed, thinking of what had just happened. Karen was gorgeous and Jenny loved her sexy nature but she decided to wait a while before chasing her, just to see if the older girl's interest had been genuine or just a flirtation. Jenny decided to have a long soak in the bath with candles and bubbles, to get ready for dinner at Frankie's.

Jenny had been in the bath for half an hour and was dozing off when the door opened and Cath came in. She was wearing a shift dress which buttoned from top to bottom; although only four buttons in the middle were done up. She sat on the side of the bath;

"Hello, gorgeous;" Cath said, "how was your morning?"

"Interesting," Jenny replied, unable to take her eyes off Cath's legs as the dress opened up and fell away. Cath raised her eyebrows at Jenny's one-word answer.

"Study-wise, it was perfect; I got everything done and I feel on top of the subject," Jenny said.

"And?" Cath asked.

"There was only one other person in the library, another girl; she was already settled when I got there so I spoke to her when I went to get a coffee from the vending machine. Her name was Karen and she's in her third year; so, 20, 21?" Jenny said. Cath nodded, saying,

"Probably. What was she like?"

"Gorgeous; short, blonde hair, very pretty, t-shirt, good-size tits, a short pleated skirt and Dr. Martens." Jenny said.

"Good legs?" Cath asked;

"Oh, yes; long, toned and tanned," Jenny replied. She described what had happened, the walk, the swinging skirt, the open legs and the huge turn-on.

"Fuck, Jen; what did you do?" Cath asked, feeling herself getting turned on as she shifted position slightly. Jenny was aware that she could now see up Cath's dress to the red triangle of her knickers. She described how she had kissed the girl and then run her finger up her slit, rubbed her clit and then feeding Karen her finger.

"Oh, fuck, you dirty cow," Cath said, grinning, "then what?"

"Then I came to my senses and stopped. We swapped numbers and I left,"

"Are you going to get in touch?" Cath asked.

"I'll give it a few days, I think," Jenny replied. Cath stood up and leaned down to kiss her niece,

"Good girl," Cath said, sliding a hand down to fondle Jenny's tits. Jenny closed her eyes, enjoying being kissed and played with. Cath broke the kiss, grabbed a towel from the rail and put it on the floor. Then she knelt down on it, next to Jenny, and continued to rub her niece's nipples between thumb and forefinger, while still kissing her.

Jenny raised her hips in pleasure; she loved her nipples being played with; and moaned into Cath's mouth. Cath moved her right hand under the water and between Jenny's legs, seeking out her niece's slit. Jenny brought her own right arm up and out of the water, sliding her hand inside the top of Cath's dress and soaking her bra. It was Cath's turn to moan. She broke the kiss and slid two fingers into Jenny's cunt, using her thumb to rub the clitoris. Jenny squirmed, splashing water over herself. She grabbed Cath's left breast and could feel that the nipple was already poking at the thin material of the lacy red bra. As the material got more and more wet, the nipple got longer and harder. Jenny loved Cath's nipples; they were red and angry when her Aunt was fully aroused and they stood out in the middle of those gorgeous areola; beautifully big and brown.

Jenny tugged at the collar on Cath's dress, pulling her back into the kiss. She thrust her tongue into Cath's eager mouth, her saliva mixing with her Aunt's as the kiss became more passionate, more dirty.

Cath increased the ferocity of her assault on Jenny's cunt, adding a third finger and fucking Jenny with them, bending the knuckles and twisting them so that the vagina opened wider still. Jenny's hips bucked, causing the water to splash up to the edge of the bath but Cath didn't let up. She pounded her hand against Jenny's cunt, her fingers acting like a thick cock as they penetrated and rubbed and stimulated.

Jenny had never had an underwater orgasm before. She exploded in a torrent of cum and water, a frenzied flood of ecstasy. She thrashed and splashed the water, soaking Cath, the bath mat and the floor. Cath leaned back to avoid the worst of it, laughing as she did. She lost balance and ended up sitting on her arse in a pool of soapy water. Jenny breathed heavily, taking a while to come down from the orgasm. When she looked over at her Aunt, she laughed too. Cath was sitting with her hands behind her, her legs open and her nipples clearly visible through the soaking wet dress.

She looked good enough to eat.

Jenny lifted herself out of the bath and grabbed a large towel which she wrapped around herself. She knelt down between Cath's legs and ripped at the remaining buttons on the dress, popping them open in one movement. She put her fingers inside the top of Cath's knickers and pulled hard, forcing her Aunt to raise her hips involuntarily as the thin red material was pulled down her legs. Jenny threw them aside and lay down on the floor, the towel soaking up the water, her face up against Cath's cunt.

Cath locked her fingers behind her niece's head and pulled, forcing Jenny's nose and tongue into her wet cunt. Jenny licked and nibbled, eating Cath out in a frenzy, feeling her Aunt's juices on her face and bathing adding her own saliva to the heady mix. Cath tasted so delicious and Jenny could not get enough, greedily gorging herself on her Aunt's cunt.

Cath unlocked her fingers and gripped bunches of Jenny's hair. She could feel that she was close to orgasm but wanted it hard; hard and filthy. She growled at her niece;

"Fucking come on; lick harder; lick my wet cunt; make me cum." She pushed her hips into Jenny's face, rubbing herself up and down so that Jenny's nose flicked her clit, over and over.

"Yes! Yes!" Cath screamed, throwing her head back as the wave of ecstasy flooded through her body, "Oh, fuck, yes!" Her body jerked and bucked as the orgasm overwhelmed her.

Jenny's mouth was filled with sweet cum, flooding her nostrils and spurting down her chin. She lapped and licked, not wanting to lose a drop of the gorgeous liquid. Cath finally let go of her hair and Jenny exploded, spluttering, struggling to breathe as she sucked in huge gulps of air, Cath's cum streaming out of her nose. Suddenly, Cath had swivelled around and was licking her own cum off Jenny's face, cleaning her niece and kissing her so that they could swap her juices between them.

Slowly, they both calmed down; their breathing returning to normal. Jenny pushed herself up and fell into Cath's arms as her Aunt leant back against the bathroom wall. They both surveyed the carnage of the bathroom; water all over the floor, wet towels and a sopping bath mat amongst the soap suds and water running down the side of the bath. Cath looked down at herself; her dress soaked and open; her niece sitting between her open legs, naked; her towel long discarded, her tits glistening with water drops, her hair matted, her face red and shining.

"Fucking hell, Jen," Cath whispered, "what the fuck was that?"

Jenny began to laugh;

"You started it," she said defensively. They both giggled at themselves. Jenny twisted round so that she could kiss her Aunt;

"Come on," she said, getting to her feet, "we need to clean this up." She helped Cath to stand up and her Aunt suddenly screamed;

"Shit," she yelled, looking at her watch; "It's six thirty." They stared at each other, suddenly remembering they had to be at Frankie's in half an hour.

"Leave this," Cath said, "there isn't time. Come on, shift Jen."

They ran into their rooms, Jenny towelling herself and Cath pulling off her wet dress on the landing. Jenny pulled on a pair of white knickers and a black bra and picked out a red blouse from the wardrobe. Then she found her favourite straight tennis skirt and tucked the blouse into it, before adding her white pumps to the ensemble. She brushed her hair carefully and then blow-dried it before adding a white hair-band. Finally she applied some light makeup and red lipstick before checking herself in the full length mirror. Her legs looked toned and tight in the short white skirt. She undid one more button on the red blouse, exposing the lacy top of the black bra.

She looked hot and she knew it.

She checked the time; ten to seven, and called out to Cath;

"Ready?"

"Nearly," came the reply. Jenny walked to the bathroom and picked up the towels, squeezing them out into the sink, before hanging them over the edge of the bath. She picked up the bath mat and hung it over the towel rail, which she turned on. Cath came in and said,

"Bless you, love, thanks. Will I do?" Jenny turned and looked her Aunt up and down. She was wearing a loose pink linen shirt, unbuttoned enough to reveal a pink bra underneath. The shirt hung outside a blue miniskirt and she wore wedge sandals on her feet. Her hair was up which accentuated her long neck.

"You look gorgeous," Jenny said, "come on, let's go."

They walked along the seafront then turned into Frankie's road. Cath checked her watch again;

"One minute past," she announced, "not bad seeing as you made me forget the time." She playfully smacked Jenny's arse;

"Bitch," Jenny replied, grinning. She rang the bell at No.5.

Frankie opened the door and wolf-whistled at the two women on her doorstep.

"Look at you two," she said, looking them up and down, "you look good enough to eat." She winked at them, standing aside to let them in. As she stepped inside, Jenny could smell tomatoes cooking and hear soul music playing. Within seconds, Frankie had put a glass of white wine into her hand and was ushering her into the lounge, 'to meet my friend.'

Cath was right behind Jenny as Frankie put a glass of white into her hand as well.

Cath looked past her niece.

In the corner of the room stood a tall man. His dark hair was peppered with grey which gave him a distinguished look. He was clean-shaven and his face was lean and tanned. He was well built; no paunch, broad shoulders, toned biceps; and appeared to be in his late forties or early fifties. He was wearing an attractive paisley short sleeved shirt and a pair of white shorts which came down to just above the knee. His legs were toned and tanned and he wore blue and brown deck shoes on his feet. He was, in short, a very attractive man.

"Mark?" Frankie was saying," these are my two friends; Cath and her gorgeous niece, Jenny. Girls? This is my friend Mark."

The man stepped forward; a huge smile revealing a mouth full of perfect white teeth; and kissed Cath on the cheek, saying;

"It's great to finally meet you, Cath." He then turned to Jenny and took her hand in his, kissing it on the back, saying;

"Jenny; Frankie said you were beautiful; it's lovely to meet you."

"Grab a seat everyone; no standing on ceremony here." Cath sat on the sofa behind her and Jenny sat next to her. There was an armchair near the kitchen and Frankie sat there whilst Mark sat in an armchair by the window. He crossed his legs and picked up a glass of red wine which was on the small table beside him.

"So," Mark said, "I gather you're at uni, Jenny." She nodded, saying,

"Yes, started a couple of months ago."

"What are you studying?" Mark asked.

"Computing Sciences," Jenny replied.

"Blimey," Mark said, putting his hand out with the palm facing her, "don't bother explaining it; I wouldn't understand it anyway. I can barely turn my phone on."

Frankie and Cath laughed while Jenny smiled. A conversation started between the three older people about technology and their various levels of incompetence with it. Jenny watched the conversation going back and forth and smiled to herself. Everyone always assumed that her course was to do with the technology rather than what it was really about; software development, AI and how computers affect our day to day lives.

"Cath, Frankie has told me so much about you so I'm really pleased to finally meet you," Mark said. "It's so good of you to have Jenny staying for three years; that's a big commitment," Mark said.

"Well," Cath laughed, "it would be if she was staying for three years but she'll go home for the holidays, which seem to be endless. Anyway, she's great company and we get on really well," she said, resting her hand on Jenny's arm. Mark nodded and smiled, sipping his wine.

"So, Mark; you seem to know a lot about me but I know nothing about you. How did you two meet?" Cath asked. Mark looked over ar Frankie who smiled back at him.

"We used to work together," Frankie said, looking Cath in the eye, "in fact, Mark was the first person I met at work; he helped me so much and we became good friends. When my husband went off with Melissa, my best friend, Mark was there for me and helped me with lots of legal stuff." She smiled at Mark who raised his glass to her.

"So you were in porn too?" Cath asked Mark, realising she was stating the obvious.

"I was, yes," Mark replied.

"How did you get into it?" Cath asked. She knew Frankie's story but had never met anyone else from that business.

"Short version;" Mark said, "I was studying Law at Oxford when another student told me that he had done a couple of shoots and gave me a guy's phone number. One night, after too much wine, I phoned the guy and 48 hours later I was fucking Melissa Trent and getting paid for it. I did both things for a while but the money was too good to keep turning down for my studies so I chucked in the degree and became a porn actor full time. After a year I was booked for a scene with a new talent who turned out to be Frankie. We got on great, lived near each other and enjoyed working together so we became friends. And here we are."