My Aunt Heather

I think every guy in his teen age years has a favorite aunt, I did and my feelings for her were of a sexual nature as well as just loving her for the way she was to me and I really just liked being around her.

Aunt Heather is moms brothers wife but he is no longer in the picture. He smoked like a factory smoke stack since his teens and died of lung cancer.

I had always gotten along nicely with Aunt Heather and remembered her birthday. She is in her early sixties; She has long grey-ish brown hair;blue eyes; a great personality hair;blue eyes and a great personality and like DiNozzo on N.C.I.S. Aunt Heather is quite the movie buff.

Aunt Heather is a bit over weight but she more than makes up for that with a great pair of bosoms. I know I have often wanted to check them out. I had just turned twenty -two and the girls in H.S. had some nice bosoms but in a short time I would find that my Aunt Heathers were much nicer.

My aunt must have a fetish for reading glasses as she has like over four dozen pair in silver or gold mostly of the half -rounds;style some ovals and rectangular style and they all have beaded neck chains of fine quality as beading is also her hobby.

One day when the movie "The green mile" made its way into our town I asked Aunt Heather if I could take her out to the Olive Garden and then to a movie.

"Of course you can take me out to eat and to a movie, what makes you think I would not want to do that on a cold Saturday afternoon?"

She dressed up in a nice silky dress with a low top and black patent heels with bows. I liked the way she wore her gold oval style glasses with the pearl beaded neck chain while she read the menu,she looked very feminine.

We started with a salad and bread sticks. Aunt Heather ordered chicken parmesian with spaghetti,and a side of eggplant and I ordered the shells with four cheese sauce and a few meatballs.

"Why do you keep looking up at me when I am reading the menu?" Asked Aunt Heather.

"Oh, you just look so nice, the half- glasses and beaded neck chain look so feminine. Those are much nicer beads than the beads at other places where it can take a few minutes to actually string one bead!

"You mean you were into stringing beads?"

"I was, but it is no fun spending five minutes to run a string through one cheap-ass bead. Half the time the hole did not even go all the way through the bead."

"Why would you want to do beads, Ray?"

"I guess maybe I wanted one of your neck chains and a pair of your half-glasses but figured you would think me too weird."

"I think you like my glasses and neck chain, that is different but sweet. Do you think it is because you are in love with your Aunt Heather or do you want them as a good luck charm?"

Aunts face showed she liked the idea of her nephew liking her things.

We were sitting up in back watching the green mile and no one was behind us. My right hand draped over aunts right shoulder and my fingers slowly crept down to the top of her dress and my fingers were making circles around her nipple and I was feeling rather nice.

Does Ray know what he is doing? I thought to myself. I doubt it but something is going on here. Funny that he'd like a neck chain and a pair of my half-glasses,I think he really has a thing for his Aunt. This is really something for a guy of twenty two years to want something feminine from his aunt.

I kept swirling my finger around and at the same time working it over to where her bra and dress met, thinking I could get a feel of Aunties soft skin. The The warden was wondering if a spring on the truck broke when the truck came in with John Coffee in it, the big strapping black man accused of killing the two little girls. My hand was on aunts skin and she moved not not an inch.

Oh his hand feels nice, does he know where his hand is going? does he have Roaming fingers? why am I getting damp down there?

I guess aunt Heather really likes this movie as I have my hand on her warm skin. By the time they got John inside the Green mile, my hand was inside aunties satin and lacy brassiere.

Damn Ray was so bold, I should ask him nicely to remove it, only because I am his aunt, but then again why take the chance of hurting his feelings? I mean he would love to have a neck chain and a pair of my half-glasses. Let's see how far he goes and besides I am liking this.

By now I was tweaking her fat nipple and loving it. Tom Hanks was talking to the massively built black man and it seemes he is having troubles in the bathroom.

Oh but it is getting warm in here! he's so skilled with those fingers, is that from stringing beads? What really could he want one of my neck chains and glasses for?

Damn, I think my arm fell asleep so I got my hand off aunties shoulder. Tom Hanks was on the floor, moaning and groaning.

Why did he take his hand away? I liked it where it was. Maybe he realised what was going on. But I liked it there.

How far can I go this time? my right hand started to work its way across her upper altyazılı porno leg, moving west across the death valley. What will happen here I wondered and my finger was once again made circles on her dress between her legs.

Ray, you naughty man. You should not get so bold with Auntie, she just might freaking like it! We have to go to the movies much more often. Maybe I could get Ray to have the knowledge DiNozzo has about movies. Oooh I am dripping down there, something is going on and I like it.

Damn, what have I been messing with H.S. girls for? Aunt Heather is much nicer to be with, nice big plump breasts. Tom Hanks is not looking well, seems like taking a pee is like pissing razor blades. My hand is feeling Aunties soft silky muff and she is not moving. Is she in a state of shock? Did she die and I don't know it and I amgoing to die when this movie is over

I clamped my legs together and his hand was stuck. Right where I er' I mean he wanted it. I whispered,

"Play with my pussy, she likes it." and I loosened up a bit on my legs.

O.K. aunt Heather, I started to work my fingers in her glory hole and she is moving around in the seat, good thing it is bolted to the floor.

I found myself biting my lower lip and all sorts of erotic things were going through this woman's mind. Like what the 'F' am I doing? But then again I am his aunt and an aunt is supposed to be a gentle hand to guide a young man. Could my hand be wrapped around his manhood as I guided him? I could show him how to really please a woman, well I should start by him pleasing me, to make sure he can please others.

I was working my finger into my aunties soft loving pussy and she was loving it. I wonder what could happen later. I am not in any trouble. I pulled out my hand gently and licked it saying,

"Better than Kentuckey fried chicken."

Those chicken pieces are rather small in size and if they get any smaller, one would need half-glasses to see them. . Speaking of half-glasses, should I tell Aunt Heather what seeing her in glasses does for me?

Ray likes my pussy better than KFC! I like that. He acts older than his years He does seem older than his years and what is the sense of a young guy having a great aunt if she does not teach teach him any thing about life?

I bet he would string beads with me, nice glass beads, big white smooth glass beads that could be wrapped who knows where and hooked to the ends of a pair of half-glasses that maybe turns him on. Maybe he does not know he has a fetish and I could help him with his little fetish.

I could like having him over more often to string beads and teach him how to cook. I won't be around for ever but I could prepare him so that a nice older lady would love to get a hold of him, she'd probably wear half-glasses, maybe be a bit of kinky sex and Ray would be in glory.

By now the old french guy was playing with the mouse and the mouse had some tricks and I had a few tricks too. My hand was back over aunties shoulder caressing her forty D bosom and rolling her nipple between my fingers.

"FINGER ME."

Auntie loudly whispered and I did and was she ever loving it. Oh I was plunging my Aunt with a vigor and auntie was getting all worked up breathing heavier too. She shook like a screen door in a hurricane and she stiffened up a few times then cooled off but not to me.

"Oh Raymond, you must visit your Auntie Heather much more often, Oh I feel so good."

"Are you going to show me how to string some good beads?"

"If that is what you would like,then yes. What are you thinking of?"

"Well aunt Heather, I was thinking about you being short on half-glasses and getting more of them and I would make you some nice neck chains."

"We could start that today as I have plenty of beads;wire and crimps."

By this time John had cured the wardens wife from whatever was making her ill, and my hand was feeling aunties full bosom and it felt great.

Oh Ray's hand feels so good there, just as mine would feel around his fat red cock as I dragged my half-glasses over it and under his balls with my beads wrapped around it. I would suck him to glory while touching him with my glasses. Oh I am so wet! he will so want to hang out with his old auntie, the things we can do and I am tired of being lonely.

My hand went down to aunts dress again, then up and under it to her sweet satin like muff and I wonder what things down there will taste like.

"Aunt Heather, mind if later on I get my tongue in there?"

"What the hell kind of question is that to ask your old Aunt? what makes you think I would say 'No?"

"We can string beads another day, Raymond."

Aunt always has a pair of half-glasses with her and she took from her purse a pair of silver half-rounds with a purple beaded neck chain.

"Let it out Ray,I'll cover things up."

I did and she takes the purple beads of her silver half-moon style glasses and wrapped them around my cock and stroked my balls with her glasses, all of which zenci porno went on under her coat. She zippered up her purse and started to drag it over my cock and it was a nice feeling.

"Hold my purse for me."

She lifted her coat and wrapped the purse strap around my cock and covered it back up and moving the purse around, well as it turns out I blew my load all over it and Aunt Heather liked that.

Aunt Heather had to have been faster than Houdini, the escape artist as I never saw her put on those gold oval glasses she wore during dinner at the Olive Garden.

"Did you like what I did with my purse?"

"Quite so, different but nice."

There was very little light where we sat but what light there was sparkled in Aunt Heathers gold oval glasses when she asked,

"You never had an experience with a lady's purse, have you?"

"I know I never had that."

"You will have a few fetishes when I get finished with you." She looked at me and smiled.

"We have to go to the movies a lot more, aunt." I said.

John Coffee's days were a few days away from his execution and I really felt bad as I knew he did not murder the two little girls but the farmhand with a twisted and demanted mind did.

"Did you like what I just did Ray? Imagine how I would love you to have that monster cock in my hiheels and how good it would be for me to have my toes in your man sauce?"

Percy was held fast to prison bars as he breathed in the wretched disease from the wardens wife that John Coffee took from her and I think it was at this time Percy peed in his pants and maybe just maybe he started to get his comeuppance for not wetting the sponge and stepping on a harmless mouse. Percy ended up a patient at the very same mental institute he wanted to work at, That has to be the works of Karma.

"Damn,it got even colder out."

Said aunt Heather.

"Lets get back to my place and into a warm bed."

"What?" I asked in surprise.

"I said, 'let's get back to my place and get into a warm bed,I mean if you don't have a problem wit that."

"Nope, no problem at all."

"Good, hold my purse for me."

I sat in the passenger seat with the purse hanging down in front of me and aunt Heather reached over and grabbed it, plopped it on my lap and smiled.

"I thought you would want to hold it that way as you like what I did with it in the movie."

"I'm serious about you doing my heels, so I can stick my sexy toes in the man sauce you are going to put in it as I watch. . . right?"

"I feel like I am about to be dommed."

"What do you know about being dommed, Raymond?"

"That for one thing, I can't talk unless I ask for permission and must do as I am told."

"Very good, I had actually been wondering if you could like this sort of role play."

"Any bondage in this game,Aunt Heather?"

"Could be, I could have you tied up wearing my clothes."

"That sounds good."

"Are you really into this Raymond? I thought you were more were more into ham radio and collecting old telegraph equipment."

"Well yeah but it does not hurt to try new things, I mean in the course of a few hours I just came a purse.

"Yes but that was my fault, Ray or I think so. Would you have done that on your own?"

"Never would have thought about it, Aunt Heather."

"I did not think so. Well here we are, if you still have clothes on when mine are off, You will have to eat me."

Naturally I stalled the removing of my clothes so I could eat my aunt but she said,

"Since you deliberately kept your clothes on longer, I have to eat you. 'Stand in front of me Raymond."

I did so.

With her silver half-moon glasses or half-rounds at the end of her nose with the purple beads hanging from them, she took me into her warm sexy mouth and in her half-glasses is the reflection of a multi wick candle burning and I just so like the looks of that.

From her night stand she grabbed a pair of silver granny style glasses with a pink beaded neck chain and she rubbed those granny glasses all over the bottom of my balls which were boiling with sex, just waiting to get up enough pressure to empty into my hot sexy Aunts mouth, and then I came and it was so nice. Aunt Heather took the whole load, not losing a drop and as Jackie Gleason once said,

"How sweet it is!"

But I doubt he had this experience.

Boy was auntie smiling,

"Damn can you fill'er up, this might keep me going till morning."

"So Ray, what's with my beaded neck chain? do you want a pair of my half- glasses to go with it? and if so, why?"

"I guess auntie, I just like the way they look on you and I feel like, well maybe I feel I like you more than I should like an aunt."

"Well after today I can understand it, I loved our time at the movie and I think you have a fetish or real liking for my glasses on a level of wanting to be touched down there with them by an older woman. . .Right?"

"That is it aunt aldatma porno Heather, I seem to crave an older woman, I never really went for girls. I'd rather have an older woman who knows what's going on in life, and I'd rather earn your love, than have a girl."

"Tell me Raymond, What would you say if I told you,'You can have my body?"

"I'd say 'I would be very glad to and would not bother seeing anyone else."

"That is so nice but I am like sixty two."

"Well that is so but Ben Franklin, America's first electrician said, 'Always prefer older ladies to younger ones.'And if he can fly a kite in a storm and not fry his sorry ass, he's gotta know what he's talking about."

"You know, I never heard it put that way before, but it does make sense."

"So aunt Heather, you DO want me to sleep with you?. . .right?"

"Of course, You are old enough and I think that after what went on today you'd love to."

Auntie went in and washed up for the night and I went in when she was done. As I was washing up I saw her pair of gold ovals,the ones she wore during our dinner at the Olive Garden and I had an idea.

Aunt Heather wore a nice pink nitie with short sleaves and her boobs were easily gotten to. I removed her left bosom as it was easier and I started to run the beads of her gold ovals past her nipple.

"Oh Raymond, that feels so nice."

The way she said that I knew she was quite happy.

I began to suck her nipple and lick it too, short quick licks or long,slow and lovingly

"Damn Raymond, for just turning twenty two, you know a few things. I love what you are doing but I am tired and we have all day tomorrow. You won't have a problem with that will you?"

"No problem at all, fact is, I was wondering if. . . .

"If what Raymond."

"Well I would like to know what it takes to really please a woman and were you to show me, I would not want to see any other woman."

"That sounds fair enough,I accept your offer, Raymond."

"We can talk about wedding plans later." Said aunt Heather.

I did not know if she was being like me at times, a real wise-ass. But my reply was,

"That sounds good aunt Heather."

I wonder to this day what she thought of that.

We slept well, and the next morning we woke up quite happy. Aunt Heather already had plans.

"Ray, get dressed and run down to the diner and get me a couple of sausage,egg;cheese breakfast sand- wiches and get something for your self also."

"Funny,I feel like I'm already married."

"For what I have in mind, lover boy, you're going to need a good breakfast."

I headed out to get breakfast knowing that some great things in the sack would be happening.

Ten minutes later found me waiting in line to order those sandwiches, I ordered the same for myself and wondered what Aunt Heather had in mind.

I came back and found her putting up coffee in a pot that had to be forty years old. Yup the old fashion kind with a tube up the middle and a basket to put the coffee in and the glass knob that showed the coffee was brewing.

Aunt Heather was sitting at the table looking at the Sunday paper through the ovals I brushed against her boobs last night and she looked HOT sexy and serious.

"Come here Raymond."

She took those gold oval glasses off and pulled my cock out of my pants and wrapped the neck chain around it and had her glasses sitting on my cock so they caught the light from the ceiling lamp, took out her iphone and took a picture of this.

"Who are you going to send that too?" I asked.

"Oh I just wanted a picture of that big red cock to look sophisticated."

"Ray, do you still want me to be YOUR woman?"

"Yes aunt Heather I do feel that way."

"Well, I think that is very nice, let's head upstairs then."

The bedroom was nice and warm and the room was sunny.

"I want to try something first,"

Said Aunt Heather and she had a pair of patent black dress heels with bows.

I was lying on my side and she took the narrow heel and stuffed my cock into it then moved it around a bit.

I really wanted to cum in my Aunt Heather not in her heel and I said as much.

"Oh don't worry, I want you in me as well but sometime I will want you to cum in my shoe so my toes can squish around in that man sauce.I also wanted to see what your cock would look like in my heel." Said aunt Heather.

"I would however like to do things down there with my half-glasses, how do you feel about that?"

"Sure."

So it started that way. Aunt Heather has like a dozen pair of quality half-glasses, none of those cheap-ass Sarah Palin glasses that make her look like a flimsy tart and all aunts glasses have good quality beaded neck chains.

"Let me start with my half-moons style." She said.

"Why do you call them 'half-moons?" aunt?"

"Like the moon at times it is only half-round and also in bifocals, there is the half moons on the bottom through which one looks when reading smaller print."

"Oh, o.k. I get it." So she was wearing her half-moons style glasses with small pink glass beads hanging from them and with a few similar pair she wraps their beaded chains around me down there and rubs them all over my cock and balls and she got me so turned on.