My Sexy Aunt

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i was lil pained to hearing the suggestion - 'How do you know your aunt has not done the same technique with other nephews/ men?'. sorry. My mom and dad do catering on weekends mostly for weddings and other private parties. I’m 16 but they still drop me off at my aunt Linda’s, who is really my moms best friend, mostly on Saturday and Sunday. Sometimes I’m there for the whole weekend. Linda’s daughter is Anita who is 12 almost 13. […] More Your aunt shouldn't be someone to have sexual feelings for, and particularly in your location, it could be considered incestuous (i.e. non-chaste, which is what incest literally means!) We hid in the trees and could see that Luke was still at the edge of the river. He was looking around and obviously thought he was alone. He had pulled down his jeans and underwear and was certainly enjoying himself. He was very excited, and Sue and I were getting excited about watching him. Sue slid her hand under her skirt. I could not see much but she was enjoying herself and was not worrying about me watching her. Sue straightened herself up and said we had better go. I was feeling very randy. When I was fourteen and failing eighth grade, my aunt Lil conducted a rehabilitation program from her Manhattan apartment. Art work by Charles Busch

i noticed that she was forcing to my hand and i clearly understood that she did it purposefully. she used to be very decent. My auntie Joan was an attractive 35-year-old who was living in Sydney. My cousins Sue and Anne were quite attractive and 17 and 14 respectively. They were all very pretty and feminine in their manner and dress. The farm, being about three hours from Sydney, ten minutes from the village and one hour from the town, was fairly isolated and the weather was cooling off so not many people would be visiting. i now want to think her as a good woman and I am ready to accept that there is nothing going to happen in between us. I called to my auntie to ask where my clothes were and she said that my bag must have been left in my family's car by accident and that they had also left their bag with my cousin's jeans at home as well. "You will have to wear something for the next two weeks and that is all there is," said auntie. I put up some protests and went to my room. Don't have an account? Register in under one minute and get your own agony aunt column - recommended!

Another great tale with your mature aunt as a damsel!! I love it, the chloro was a nice touch, different for sure! I like how it was good natured at the end. I would like to tell you about something that happened to me when I was a boy of 14 years old. Firstly I was a slim "pretty" boy of average height, small boned and with quite feminine features. For as long as I can remember I liked to play dress-up with dolls and put on girl's clothes. Since puberty, this had taken on a whole new excitement. While I knew I would enjoy wearing the pretty clothes, being a boy I knew I had to pretend that I would not like it. A few minutes later Sue (with whom I was quite close) came in and said that while she knew I would not like to wear the clothes it was the only thing to do, and she and Anne would not laugh at me or anything. Anne came in then and promised not to laugh or tell anyone. She said I should put the clothes on, as there was no one else around anyway. They both promised again not to tell anyone and then left me alone. Read this story on how a young boy was made to wear girl's clothes and enjoyed it! Brilliant pettico...

At breakfast, auntie announced that we would go to the village for some groceries. She added that she was sorry there were no clothing shops in what was only a village. I was glad of that but I did not let on. My auntie commented that I seem to be happy to wear girls clothes now and I said that they were not too bad. I tried not to seem too excited. or she was just giving a chance for her sweet nephew, to feel and understand what a woman is... (any how i did not got for prostitutes and all- i think as i had some experiences and i was content during those days because of my lessons i was not interested in prostitutes ...). Auntie was apparently subconsciously jealous of me being the only boy in our families and this I guess was the driving force in what was about to happen. So, I've lived in this house that I'm currently living in for about 15 years (since I was 8). Ever since I was 8 I've had the same neighbors. A nice man and a nice older lady. The husband moved out of the house last year to move closer to work (about 2 cities away) and she stayed at the house. They decided to rent the extra rooms out to some college girls. Every Wednesday night for the last 7 months my mom and my aunt Connie go to bingo at the church hall. I stay at my aunt’s house and help my aunt’s boyfriend Ryan watch their now 11 month old baby. I’m 14 and take care of the baby better than he does. Sometimes my best […] MoreRegardless who she is in relation to you, at that time she was in a position of trust and you were near enough a child with hormones racing.