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Archive-author: Day Dreamer
Archive-title: Maiden Aunt Sue - Complete


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    .        SKINNY-DIPPING WITH MY MAIDEN AUNT       .
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    .    A Story of Sexual Discovery by Day Dreamer   .
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 After my parents got divorced, I lived with Mom.  She had
 a good job and apparently was well paid because we never
 seemed to lack for any necessities.  She got a recent
 promotion, though, and now she has to travel quite a bit.
 Although she seems to really like her job, having to leave me
 alone bothers her a whole lot.  I'll have to hand it to Mom--
 she's very conscientious and seems to worry considerably
 about being a good parent.  More than anything else, she
 worries that I won't get proper care during those times she
 has to be out of town.  That I'm fifteen years old and
 consider myself a person well able to take care of himself
 doesn't make any impression on her at all.  No matter how
 much I plead and argue my maturity, she simply will not agree
 to leaving me alone by myself overnight.  When those
 occasions arise that she has to be gone, she arranges for me
 to stay with Aunt Sue and Grandpa.  I stayed there at night
 couple of times before school was out, but now that summer's
 here, I stay all day and all night.  This time I've been here
 a couple of days, and will probably stay a few more before
 Mom gets back.

 Aunt Sue is Mom's sister.  She is several years younger than
 Mom, so she can't be too old, but Mom once referred to her as
 a maiden aunt.  When I asked what that meant, Mom said it
 meant that she had never married, and since she was stuck on
 the farm taking care of Grandpa, probably never would marry.
 I said that I thought "maiden" meant "virgin" and Mom said,
 kind of half-laughing, that with Aunt Sue's limited
 opportunities it probably did.  That puzzled me because I
 couldn't see where marriage and virginity had anything to do
 with each other.  I sure didn't want to get married, but that
 didn't keep me from wanting to stop being a virgin.  I
 certainly wasn't a virgin by choice--I just had never had an
 opportunity to make it with a girl.  My virginity was a
 condition I hoped to change the very first chance I got.
 When that time might come, I had no idea.  I had never even
 felt up a girl, much less done anything else.  Thus far, the
 closest I had come to a pussy was the Playboy centerfold.

 Aunt Sue and Grandpa live on Grandpa's farm just outside of
 town.  It only takes about fifteen minutes to get there, so
 having to stay at their place isn't that much of a problem.
 The main difficulty is that they have only two bedrooms and I
 have to sleep with Aunt Sue in her big double bed.  I have my
 own bedroom at home, and getting used to sleeping with
 someone else wasn't easy--particularly when that someone else
 was a pretty girl like Aunt Sue.

 Although I complained about having to go to Aunt Sue's, I
 really didn't mind it that much.  Grandpa kept beer in the
 refrigerator, and sometimes he would let me drink a bottle
 when he did.  Aunt Sue would fuss, but Grandpa would tell her
 to leave us alone, that we are about "men's business."  Of
 course, that would make me feel ten feet tall.  Even though
 she put on a show, Aunt Sue wasn't really concerned about it
 and never told Mom.

 Despite her mock scolding about my drinking beer, Aunt Sue
 and I became good friends.  She insisted that I call her
 simply "Sue," that "Aunt Sue" was way too formal.  She
 laughed, her face turning a little red, and said if we were
 going to sleep in the same bed, we should at least be on a
 first-name basis.

 With respect to sleeping in the same bed, I have to admit
 that the arrangement was beginning to cause me a problem.
 The problem is that being in bed with Sue makes me terribly
 horny.  (Not that it takes much, anyway.  Being horny is a
 steady-state condition for me.)  I was very much aware that
 right next to me was a female, a girl who had big breasts and
 a pussy.  Sue usually dressed in bulky loose-fitting clothes
 --even her night clothes were heavy material--so I could only
 guess at what those parts of her anatomy might look like.
 Even so, knowing that all that separated her probably virgin
 pussy from my definitely virgin cock was just a few inches of
 bed space made me ultra-sensitive to our sleeping arrange-
 ments.  I went to sleep many a night with a hard-on and had
 erotic dreams about girls.  To make it worse, the girls in my
 dreams looked like Sue.

 Although the extra travel involved with staying at Sue's
 place during school time was a little inconvenient--she had
 to take me to school and pick me up--staying there in the
 summer was a real treat.  Even though all of us still
 referred to it as "the farm," it really wasn't one anymore.
 Grandpa quit farming years ago, and now it was simply pasture
 land he leased out for grazing a few head of cattle.  Sue had
 a little vegetable garden, but other than that it was just a
 lot of open space.  For a boy of fifteen, though, it is a
 wonderland.  There are lots of areas that I still haven't
 explored, and staying there in summer gives me opportunity to
 just roam around, laze in the shade, and generally goof off.

 Sue is a great lover of the outdoors, and sometimes when the
 weather is especially nice, she goes to extra trouble to
 carry all the food out to the big picnic table under the oak
 tree so we can eat in the wide-open.  It's always a lot of
 fun, the three of us laughing and making a festive occasion
 out it.  That is, until Grandpa gets sleepy and decides it's
 his nap time.  He always takes a nap after lunch, and even
 the fun of eating outdoors doesn't deter him from his daily
 schedule.  He always put in a good two hours of log sawing,
 and thunder, lightning, or even a earthquake couldn't wake
 him until he has his nap out.  He sleeps just as soundly at
 night, too.  Sue said that on several occasions she had tried
 to wake him, but it was next to impossible.

 One morning when I was in the kitchen with Sue, she asked me
 if I had ever been down to the creek at the far end of the
 farm.  I had never explored that part of the farm and had no
 idea there was a creek there.  I told that I hadn't but now
 that I knew it was there I would go explore that part of the
 farm.  She said that she had an even better idea--that the
 two of us would carry a lunch basket and have a picnic there.
 She indicated that Grandpa wasn't up to walking that far, but
 she would feed him his lunch and while he was taking his nap
 we would go there and have our picnic.  That sounded great to
 me.  It combined two of my favorite things--exploring and
 eating--and I waited impatiently for lunch time to finally
 get there.

 Shortly before noon, Sue called to me and said she was just
 about ready.  I went back into the kitchen and found Sue and
 Grandpa there.  I was more than a little surprised by what
 else I found--Sue dressed in a pair of shorts and a tee
 shirt.  Seeing her dressed like that, I was mystified about
 why she hid herself in such full, baggy clothes.  She had a
 super figure: long-legged, slender-waisted and big-boobed.  I
 couldn't keep my eyes off her and my cock twitched in my
 pants at the sight.

 Sue set out lunch for Grandpa and told him to have a nice nap
 afterward, that she and I were going down to the creek and
 have a picnic.  He didn't pay much attention, just told us
 "kids" to have a good time.  Sue pointed to the picnic basket
 and said that a big strong guy like me should be the one to
 carry it.

 Since Sue knew the way, she took the lead and I followed.
 Walking closely behind her, I couldn't help but notice the
 way her rear end twisted and the cheeks of her ass moved as
 she walked.  Her shorts were really short-shorts, and after
 she had walked a little way, they worked upward on her ass so
 that the bottoms of her ass cheeks showed.  I could see the
 edge of her white panties peeking out from under the shorts,
 and the sight worked on me like waving a red flag excites a
 bull.  I had been excited from seeing some of Sue's hidden
 charms revealed, but getting a peek of panties made my cock
 get rock-solid hard and bulge out the front of my pants.  I
 was relieved that I was behind her so that she couldn't see
 the effect she was having on me.

 By the time we finally arrived at our destination, I was in a
 pretty bad state.  First, I was about as horny as I had ever
 been in my entire life.  Having watched Sue's firm ass as it
 squirmed and twisted for the last twenty minutes had my cock
 throbbing and aching.  My horniness, though, was almost
 secondary to my frustration.  The realization that the ass I
 had been watching, indeed the whole of Sue's beautiful body,
 lay beside me each night, so close yet so far away and
 untouchable, made me gnash my teeth.  I couldn't help but
 groan and give a big sigh of anguish.

 The place where Sue had taken us was really nice.  The creek
 had a limestone bed and was surrounded by grass that was
 almost like a lawn.  Big oak trees shaded a lot of the area
 and made it so quiet and restful that I could easily see why
 Sue considered it a good place for a picnic.  At one time,
 someone had dammed the creek so as to make a pond, and even
 though part of the dam had washed away, there was still a
 nice-sized pool.  The water looked cool and clear, ideal for
 swimming.

 Sue spread a tablecloth and laid out the food from the
 basket.  Seeing and smelling the food made me realize how
 hungry I was, and I dove in with relish.  Sue seemed to have
 a good appetite, too, and between the two of us we quickly
 disposed of the picnic lunch.  Feeling full and relaxed, I
 stretched out on the grass and gazed up at the sky.  Sue laid
 down beside me, and together we just lay there silent,
 enjoying the peace and quiet of the warm afternoon.  I
 shifted positions a little, and when I did my hand came into
 contact with Sue's.  She didn't move her's so I left my hand
 where it was.  It may have been just an accidental touch, but
 it was electrifying to me.  Seeing Sue in her scanty clothes
 had caused me to become infatuated with her woman's mature
 body, and being able to touch her, even if only with a mere
 touching of fingers, sent little shivers through me.

 After a while I sat up and looked at the water in the pool.
 "That sure looks like a good place to swim," I said.

 Sue said, "Yes, it is.  When your mother and uncles and I
 were kids we used swim here real often.  I was the littlest
 of all, so about all I got to do was stick my feet in.  We
 all went skinny-dipping, back then."

 "You went swimming naked?" I asked.

 "Yeah, we sure did," Sue said with kind of an embarrassed
 laugh.  "None of us owned a bathing suit."

 "Was it fun?  Swimming, I mean."

 "Oh, yes.  Course, we didn't keep it up too long.  After we
 got old enough to know what the difference between girls and
 boys meant we had to stop."

 "Do you ever go swimming now?" I asked.

 "Well, sometimes I still sneak out here and take a dip."

 "You skinny-dip?"

 Sue laughed, her face flushing just a little, and said,
 "Yeah.  I still don't own a bathing suit."

 "I sure would like for us to go swimming right now," I said.

 "Well, I've already told you I don't have a bathing suit and
 you don't have one, either, so I guess we're just out of
 luck."

 "We could go skinny-dipping, like you say you do."

 Sue's face turned red and she said, "Donny, I sure know the
 difference between girls and boys now, and a good-looking boy
 like you surely does, so we couldn't do that."

 Undaunted and still practically panting to see more of Sue's
 body, I said, "We could swim in our underwear.  That wouldn't
 show any more than a bathing suit does."

 Sue's eyes kind of narrowed and I could tell she was thinking
 about my suggestion.  Finally, she said, "Well, maybe we
 could.  You're right, the way bathing suits are today, our
 underwear would cover more than they do.  Okay, we'll do it.
 But not a word about it to your mother.  She'd skin me alive
 if she knew we did such a thing."

 I took my hand and made like I was zipping my mouth.  "Not a
 word.  You have my solemn oath."

 Having made up her mind, she was almost like a kid, eager to
 get on with it.  She stood up and pulled the tee-shirt over
 head and unbuttoned the waist of her shorts.  The shorts were
 tight and she had to wriggle her hips to get them off.
 Seeing her there in her panties and bra, her hips squirming
 like that made me forget that I was supposed to be undressing
 too.  Sue saw me staring and said, "Now cut that out, Donny.
 I'm already a little embarrassed--don't make it any worse."

 I pulled off my shirt and started lowering my pants so that I
 would be dressed in just my Jockey shorts.  I realized then
 that I had a real problem.  My cock was hard and throbbing
 and my state of arousal would be obvious to Sue.  Turning my
 back, I managed to cram the rod down into the crotch of my
 shorts so at least I didn't look like I had a tennis ball
 stuck in my shorts.  Some bulge still showed, but maybe Sue
 would just think I was well developed.

 Half way presentable, I ran down to the water and waded in.
 Being in first would give me a change to look at Sue without
 appearing to be staring.  I turned around and watched Sue as
 she carefully inched her way to the water, wincing a little
 as the rocks hurt her feet.  It was a good thing I had my
 cock tucked in secure because just watching her coming toward
 me, white panties and bra on, would have turned the front of
 my shorts into a tent.  "Come on in, the water's just great,"
 I said.  Talking to her required me to face her, and that's
 exactly what I wanted to do.  This was the first time I had
 ever seen a girl in her underwear, and even though I couldn't
 see any more than I could have if she had on a bathing suit,
 just the thought of it's being underwear excited me beyond
 any point I had been before then.

 Sue waded out a little way and sat down in the water, sub-
 merging herself to a level that her breasts were just at the
 water line.  They bobbed up and down, as if they were
 floating on the surface, and my hands itched to reach out and
 feel them, to discover for the first time what it felt like
 to put my hand on a girl's flesh.  I knew, though, that doing
 that would probably make her more than a little angry, and
 that she would want to get out right then.  All I wanted was
 to stay there with her as long as possible, drinking in the
 sight of her creamy skin and revelling in the idea that I was
 so close to an almost-nude girl.

 I dog-paddled over to her and sat in the water alongside her.
 She had a smile on her face and I knew that she was having
 fun.  I said, "I can see why you like this place--it's a
 super swimming hole.  Is it deeper in the middle?"

 Sue said, "Yeah, quite a bit.  Come on, I'll show you."  She
 paddled out a ways and stood up, the water almost up to her
 neck.  I came out by her and stood, too.  We were so close
 that when she turned toward me her breast brushed my arm, its
 firm weight pressing against it.  She didn't seem to pay any
 attention, and I was very happy about that.  She said, "It's
 even deeper than this right out here," and stepped toward the
 middle of the pond.  Suddenly, she went completely under, her
 head disappearing under the surface.  Instinctively, I
 reached out for her, my arms and hands extended, to pull her
 back up.  I ducked under the water and grabbed her under the
 armpits and lifted her up.  When I did, she fell back against
 me and my hands slipped around to her front, each hand
 cupping one of her round, firm breasts.  I couldn't help
 myself--I squeezed and kneaded them, gently massaging them
 through the fabric of her bra.

 Sue went stiff in my arms, her body straightening out so that
 she stood full erect.  Her hands came up and covered mine and
 for just a few moments we remained frozen in that position.
 She turned around then, dislodging my hands from her breasts,
 and said, "Wow, I guess I stepped in a hole there.  Thanks
 for being so quick and pulling me up.  I'd better get back in
 the shallow water where I'll be safe."

 Sue paddled into shallow water and sat down, her legs apart
 and extended in front of her.  The water came up to only the
 tops of her thighs and it was so clear and clean that I could
 see all the way to the bottom.  The bottom, though, wasn't
 what I was looking at.  Sue's panties, which had been
 opaque when dry, were completely transparent now that they
 were wet.  I could clearly see the full extent of her swatch
 of black pubic hair and even distinguish the top of the cleft
 that ran down the middle of that dark triangle.  My breath
 caught in my throat and I became dry-mouthed.  I had longed
 to see a girl's pussy, and now I was getting at least a
 partial look at Sue's.  My cock worked its way out of its
 tucked position and completely bulged out the front of my
 shorts.

 I immediately turned around and went back out to deeper water
 where I could readjust my cock without Sue being able to tell
 what I was doing.  Once again presentable, I came back to her
 and sat next to her.  I couldn't tear my eyes off of Sue's
 sexual area.  Since she was beside me, she couldn't see how
 my eyes bored into the space between her thighs.  I was so
 distracted by the sight that I couldn't even carry on a
 decent conversation, just saying "Uh-huh" and "Yeah" to
 whatever she said.  After a while, she stood up and said that
 it was getting late and she needed to get home to start
 supper.  Even though I tried to turn my eyes away in time,
 she caught them zeroing in on her crotch.  Looking down at
 herself, she said, "Oh, God, just look at me.  I thought
 underwear was safe to wear, but I might have well have gone
 skinny-dipping.  Come on, let's get out of here and get
 dressed."  We got out and put our clothes on over our wet
 underwear and headed for the farmhouse.

 That night after Sue and I were in bed, she said, "Donny,
 since my wet panties showed so much that I might as well been
 naked, if we go swimming tomorrow we can skinny-dip if you'd
 like to.  But, again, absolutely no word of it to your
 mother.  Understand?"

 I could hardly keep from stammering as I answered, "Yeah, I'd
 like to go skinny-dipping.  And as far telling Mom, I've
 already made a blood oath with you."

 "Just checking to be sure.  Good night, Donny."
 I was so excited that I wasn't able to go to sleep
 immediately as I usually did.  My cock was hard and throbbing
 at the thought of being completely naked with Sue, of seeing
 a real live fully nude girl for the first time.  As if that
 weren't enough, Sue's action at this time made it even more
 difficult to go to sleep.  She rolled over in bed and in the
 process pressed her hand up against my buttocks.  It felt
 like a hot ember burning a hole in my skin.  Sue's breathing
 was slow and regular, so I figured she was asleep and it was
 an accident.  After a long while, even with the heat of her
 hand against me and the discomfort of a hard and aching cock,
 I too fell asleep.

 When I waked up the next morning, the front of my shorts were
 a gooey mess--I had had a wet dream.  The sheet had a wet
 spot, too, and I knew Sue would see the evidence of my
 reaction to seeing her in her transparent panties.  Remember-
 ing the dream I had, I was not surprised at the mess I had
 made.  Sue and I had just finished swimming, both of us
 completely nude, and we were on the bank, lying together on a
 big towel.  I had one hand on her breast and the other buried
 between her thighs, my fingers delving into her pussy.  She
 was busy, too, with a hand clasping my rigidly hard cock and
 stroking it up and down.  In my dream, I shot off into the
 air and all over her hand.  I must have shot off in real
 life, too, with the come in my shorts and on the bed the
 result.

 I went to the bathroom and cleaned myself up and put on clean
 shorts.  I planned to try to clean the sheet with a wet wash
 cloth, but I was too late--Sue was already making the bed and
 had seen the wet blotch.  She stroked her fingers across the
 wet spot and then rubbed them together, feeling the slippery
 texture of my boy juice.  I was standing in the doorway and
 there wasn't anything I could do to avoid her confronting me
 about what had happened.  She looked at me and said, "Looks
 like someone had a naughty accident last night.  You must
 have been dreaming about one of those cute little high school
 girls." I was embarrassed and didn't answer.  Sue laughed and
 said, "Well, she must have been a real knock-out.  Who was
 it, Donny?"

 I sure didn't want to admit that it was she I dreamed of--
 she'd probably faint from embarrassment.  I figured the best
 thing to do was just not answer.  Sue saw that I was going to
 stay silent and teasingly said, "What's the matter, cat got
 your tongue?"

 Responding to her teasing persistence, I said, "Okay, if you
 just have to know, I dreamed about you."

 Sue turned just a little red, apparently not as embarrassed
 as I was.  I turned away, determined to go outside so that
 she wouldn't see me red-faced.  As I was leaving, I heard Sue
 whisper in a way I'm sure she didn't intend for me to hear,
 "I dreamed about you, too."

 I managed to stay away from Sue until noontime when she
 called me into the house.  She didn't seem the least bit
 perturbed about what happened that morning.  She was smiling
 and seemed happier than I had seen her in a long time.  She
 told me she had packed a picnic lunch and if I wanted to we
 could go down to the creek and eat it.  I told her I would
 like that very much.  I grabbed the picnic basket and we left
 the house and started for the creek.

 About half way to the creek, I asked, "Can we go swimming?"

 "If you want to."

 "Swim like you said we could?" I asked, almost breathlessly.

 "If that's what you would like to do, then that's what we'll
 do.  DO you want us to go skinny-dipping?"

 Hardly believing my good fortune, I almost shouted, "Yeah, I
 want us to go skinny-dipping."

 When we finally got to the creek, Sue spread a table cloth
 and a blanket.  She said that since we were going to go
 skinny-dipping we may as well take advantage of it and get a
 little sun tanning at the same time.  Just the thought of
 being on a blanket with Sue and both of us naked brought my
 cock to half mast.  Oh, God, maybe she'll let me touch her a
 little, I fantasized.

 Sue started to take the lunch out of the basket and put it on
 the table cloth, but I told her that maybe we should go swim-
 ming first.  After all, I told her, swimming gives a person
 an appetite, so it would be better to wait until later to
 eat.  The truth was that I really didn't care when we ate or
 if we at all.  My mind was on Sue taking off her clothes and
 getting naked and I didn't want anything to delay that.  I
 was getting ready to see my first real pussy and I didn't
 want to wait one second longer than necessary.

 Sue smiled and said, "You're not fooling me, Donny.  You're
 just eager to go skinny-dipping.  Isn't that it?"

 I tried to act nonchalant about the matter, keeping a
 straight face, and said, "Well, what I said about eating is
 true, isn't it?"

 Smiling even broader than before, Sue said, "Sure, you're
 right, all right.  Okay, skinny-dipping it is.  That means
 it's down-to-the-buff time.  Start shucking, Donny, let's see
 who can be the first one in the water."

 I wasn't in any hurry to undress.  What I really wanted was
 to watch Sue take her clothes off, to see all of her feminine
 secret areas exposed to my view.  She was making a contest of
 it, though, so my hopes to see her disrobe were frustrated.
 Well, I could at least get into the water first and get to
 see her as she came toward me.  That way, I would get a good
 look at Sue's jiggling breasts, but most of all, get my first
 look at a girl's pussy.  I stripped my clothes as fast as I
 could, almost ripping the buttons off, in order to be first
 in the water.  Before I even had my shoes and socks and shirt
 off, though, I heard splashing and giggling behind me.
 Turning around, I saw Sue's back as she waded out into the
 water, only her naked backside visible to me.  Sue quickly
 waded out into deep water and ducked herself under so that
 only her head and shoulders showed. Damn! I cursed silently
 to myself, I missed my chance to see Sue.

 Sue wasn't missing a chance to see me, though.  As I walked
 down to the water, my rigid cock bobbed and weaved before me,
 moving up and down and around in circles with each step.  Sue
 stopped her giggling and watched, her eyes never leaving me
 as I came forward, my cock like a ship's bowsprit.  Finally,
 the target of her stare went under the water and I waded out
 beside Sue.  She grinned at me, giggling once more, and said,
 "I cheated.  All I wore was just my dress."

 I grinned back at Sue and splashed water into her face,
 partly playing but also partly to get even with her for
 cheating me out of a good look at her privates.  Instead of
 my getting to see her, all that happened was for me to give
 her a good show of my hard cock.  I guess I should have been
 embarrassed about having a hard-on, but Sue's giggling and
 grin dispelled any of those feelings.

 Without warning, Sue jumped toward me and pushed my head
 under water, giving me a thorough ducking.  I came up
 sputtering and lunged for her, determined to get even.  She
 had anticipated my move, though, and had already swum away.
 I raced after her and grabbed her foot, pulling her under.
 Still grinning, she made another grab for me, trying again to
 duck my head under water.  I managed to dodge and grapple
 with her, my arms and hands around her body.  As we grappled,
 she brushed her front against my hard-on, pressing it upright
 against my stomach.  At that same instant, my hand covered
 one of her breasts, stroking against it and squeezing it.
 Sue jumped away, and laughing, said, "Uh-uh, you're breaking
 the rules.  One of the rules of skinny-dipping is no feeling
 each other up.  Everyone can look all they want, but no
 handling the merchandise."

 Her grin was infectious, and grinning just as big as she, I
 replied, "All right, no more feelies, but you have to quit
 ducking.  Okay?"

 Mollified, but still grinning, Sue said, "Okay, but you're
 taking the fun out of it."

 And you're taking the fun out of it for me, too, I thought to
 myself.

 Remembering Sue's words about being able to look all we
 wanted and the way she gave me the once-over as I waded into
 the water, I thought that maybe there was still hope to see
 Sue's naked body in its entirety.  Determined not to waste a
 chance, I waded out of the water, dried off, and sat on the
 blanket.  "Hey, Sue," I shouted, "I'm hungry.  Come on out
 and let's eat."

 "Yeah, I'm hungry, too," Sue said, and waded out of the deep
 water toward me.  As she advanced, her breasts emerged,
 bobbing up and down in the water and then fully exposed,
 jiggling on their own.  Her waist came into view and then her
 navel.  I sat there, holding my breath in anticipation, as
 Sue's dark pubic triangle came into view.  Her thighs
 followed, and then she was fully out of the water, walking
 toward me.  I couldn't take my eyes off Sue's hairy center.
 The vertical line of her vaginal cleft was clearly visible as
 she advanced toward me.  The sway of her hips and the easy
 way her breasts moved up and down with each step made a
 beautiful backdrop for the main attraction--her fur-covered
 sexual center.  I couldn't have torn my eyes away even upon
 threat of death.  My breath came in little pants as I gazed
 in wide-eyed rapture upon my first real-live, fully naked
 woman.

 Sue ignored the way I was staring, a slight smile on her face
 the only evidence that she noticed.  She sat down on the
 blanket and took our sandwiches and cold drinks out of the
 basket.  The table cloth was no longer needed--eating in the
 raw required something other than the ground to sit on.  Once
 she had completed our culinary arrangements, Sue sat cross-
 legged and started in on her sandwich.  I took a bite of mine
 but my mouth was so dry that I couldn't even chew--I had to
 take a drink of Coke to get rid of the cotton.  With Sue
 sitting in that position, her vulva gaped wide open, I had an
 unobstructed view of the moist, pink flesh inside the cleft
 that split her thighs and was almost trembling in reaction.
 It's a good thing we were eating and not trying to talk--I
 wouldn't have been able to get anything out except stammers
 and mumbles.

 During the silence of our meal, Sue did her own looking.
 Although she tried to be more circumspect about staring than
 I, she kept her eyes mainly on my throbbing, rigid cock.  She
 apparently meant it when she said that looking was okay.

 When we finished eating and Sue had cleaned up the remains of
 our lunch, she stretched on the blanket.  Taking that as
 invitation, I stretched alongside, our bodies close, but not
 touching.  For a few seconds we just lay there silent, each
 aware of the sexual electricity our nakedness was producing,
 but reluctant to speak.  Finally, Sue broke the silence by
 saying, "You know, the problem you have is why we had to quit
 skinny-dipping."

 "What do you mean?" I asked.

 "Well, when our older brothers started getting like you are
 now, Mother made us quit swimming together.  She said we were
 getting too old.  Course, I was just a little kid then and
 didn't know what was going on, but your mother explained it
 to me when I got older."  Sue laughed and continued, "I guess
 it was too late then, though.  Your mother and Ned got eyes
 for each other and ended up making love."

 I could hardly believe Sue's words.  I turned on my side,
 facing her and said, "You mean Uncle Ned screwed Mom?  He
 screwed his own sister?  You saw it?"

 Sue laughed again and said, "No, I was too little then.  Even
 if I had seen them, I wouldn't have known what they were
 doing.  Your mother told me about it later.  They were lovers
 for two years before Ned went off to college.  They used to
 come to this spot right here."

 I had never thought of Mom as having a sex life, of being a
 sexual person.  She was just Mom, that's all.  Now that I
 thought about it, I realized that Mom was really very pretty
 and that as a teenager she must have been a real heart-
 breaker.  I saw in my mind a picture of she and Uncle Ned,
 just teenagers like myself, coming to that very spot,
 naked like Sue and I were, and thoroughly loving each other.
 The thought excited me so much that drops of pre-come oozed
 out of my hard cock and covered its head with a shiny liquid
 coating.

 "You mustn't ever tell her I told you that.  You know that
 don't you?"

 "Yeah.  Don't worry, I'll never tell."

 For a few moments after that we just lay on the blanket, side
 by side, enjoying the warm sunshine.  Then, in a very quiet
 voice, Sue said, "Donny, is this the first time you've seen a
 naked girl?"

 Knowing from Sue's seeing my reaction to her nakedness that
 it would have been fruitless to lie, I said, "Yes.  This is
 my first time."

 "I kind of got that impression," she said with a soft laugh.
 "Well, if it's any consolation to you, you're the first boy
 I've ever see naked."

 "But you must have had lots of dates," I said, mystified.
 "Surely on some of them you must have gone far enough to get
 naked with the guy."

 "Well, living out on the farm like this, I haven't had many
 dates.  And those I've had have been with guys I sure
 wouldn't want to go very far with."
 "I guess that explains why you've looked at me as much as
 I've looked at you," I said.

 Laughing again, Sue said, "Yeah, I guess it does."

 The silence we experienced earlier returned.  After a few
 moments, Sue turned on her side and faced me.  In the same
 sort of quiet voice she had used before, Sue said, "Donny,
 tell me about your dream last night.  You know, the one that
 caused you to have your...ah...accident."

 Remembering what Sue and I had done in my dream, I was
 reluctant to tell her.  If I did it would probably make her
 upset and angry.  Hedging an answer, I said, "Well, it was
 just one of those kind of dreams, you know.  One that caused
 that to happen to me."

 "Donny, you cut that out.  Come on, tell me, please.  I
 promise I won't get embarrassed or upset."

 Recalling that she hadn't gotten as upset as I expected when
 I told her she had been the subject of my wet dream, I
 decided to go ahead and take another chance and tell her the
 details.  She knew that what I dreamed resulted in my coming
 all over my shorts and the bed, so it wasn't any secret that
 the dream was about sex.  If she really wanted to know, then
 I would go ahead and tell her.  And not only tell her, but
 show her.

 Turned as we were on the blanket, we were now face to face.
 I looked right into her eyes when I said, "Well, in my dream
 we were right where we are now, on a blanket or a towel here
 at the creek.  And naked just like we are now.  In my dream,
 though, we were touching each other." I reached out and
 cupped one of her breasts in my hand, holding it in a gentle
 grasp, saying, "I had one hand right here."  Reaching my
 other hand down, I put it between her legs, right on top of
 her pussy, saying, "And I had my other hand right here,
 rubbing and feeling."  I moved my fingers inside the cleft my
 fingers had found, and stroked them up and down, gently and
 softly.  Sue lifted one leg and bent it at the knee, giving
 my hand freedom to further explore the whole area between her
 thighs.

 "You said we were touching each other.  Was I touching you
 here?" Sue said, reaching her hand out and wrapping it around
 my wet pulsating cock.

 "Yes," I whispered, "We were making each other feel good."

 "I dreamed about you, too," Sue said.

 "You did?  What did you dream?"

 Sue smiled and said, "Same dream as yours."

 Sue closed her eyes, the soft smile still on her face, and I
 took this as license to continue.  She apparently didn't need
 any license, because she continued to fondle and caress my
 cock, causing more drops of pre-come to ooze out and cover
 her hand.  In almost a trance of rapture, I continued
 touching and stroking Sue's breast and pussy.  I couldn't
 believe how wet her pussy was becoming.  If anything, she was
 wetter than I.  Using her wetness as lubrication, I probed a
 finger into the hole I found at the bottom of Sue's cleft.  I
 realized that I had my finger in the same hole a cock was
 supposed to go in, that for the very first time I was finger-
 fucking a girl.

 My thumb found a little nubbin right at the top of Sue's
 gaping furrow and rubbed it with little light strokes.  Sue's
 hips started squirming and rotating in little circles, moving
 against my fingers.  Sue moaned softly as I continued my
 attention on what I realized was a focus point for her
 pleasure.  I worked my finger in and out of her hole and
 stroked her little swollen nub, increasing the pace as my own
 passion level soared.

 Sue's hand on my cock was driving me to levels of pleasure I
 had never before experienced.  I had masturbated many times,
 but never had the pleasure even approached what I felt then.
 I knew that soon Sue hand would be getting baptized in my hot
 come.  I could feel the pressure building and building with
 each of Sue's strokes and squeezes.

 Sue's hips were rotating faster now and her thighs pressed in
 and out against my hand, with a steadily increasing rhythm.
 Sue moaned louder this time, and thrust her hips against my
 hand, rotating them and thrusting with an almost frenzied
 motion.

 Sue reached out and pulled my head toward hers and pressed
 her mouth to mine.  We kissed open-mouthed, our moans drowned
 in each other's oral cavities.  My sensual sensors were
 overpowered and even though I would have liked for the
 pleasure I was receiving from Sue's hand and from feeling and
 loving Sue's body to last forever, I was beyond control.  My
 body stiffened and my hips thrust forward against Sue's hand.
 My cock started jerking and went into contractions.  Come
 spurted out, huge blob after huge blob arcing into the air.
 It spattered on Sue's stomach, and some even got down on her
 pussy, increasing the lubrication of my stroking even more.
 I groaned aloud, unable to restrain the expression of ecstasy
 being produced by the most intense orgasm of my entire life.
 Soon come covered Sue's hand and dripped down on the inside
 of my thigh, forming a warm, white pool.

 Sue's thighs clasped my hand between them, immobilizing it.
 "Oh, God! Oooohhhhhhh...." she moaned, she moan trailing off
 as she trembled and spasms wracked her whole abdomen.  She
 stopped her hand movements on my cock and we lay there,
 still, unmoving, with after-waves of pleasure washing over
 us.  After long moments of silence, Sue opened her eyes and
 said, "Is that what happened in your dream?"

 "Yeah," I whispered. "But it was better in real life than in
 my dream."

 "This is what happened in my dream, too. And you're right.
 Real life is better than any dream."

 Sue sat up and looked at the way come had spattered and
 dripped on both us.  "God, we sure made a mess, didn't we.
 Looks like another dip is in order."  We both went into the
 water and rinsed the evidence of our mutual pleasure from our
 bodies.  "My gosh, it must be getting late.  Come on, we need
 to get back to the house."  I followed her home again,
 watching her ass squirm under her dress, knowing that the
 dress was all that covered it.  Just thinking about her bare
 pussy under the dress kept my cock swollen to a half-hard.

 That night after Sue and I were in bed, I reached out and
 stroked her ass, lightly caressing it.  Sue whispered, "No,
 not now.  Wait'll tomorrow, when we can go back to the
 creek."  She turned to me and gave me a little pecking kiss
 on the lips.  "Be good now.  We'll have a real good time
 tomorrow."  Without success, I willed my erection to subside.
 Finally, even with a hard-on, I drifted off to sleep.

 The next morning, after breakfast was over, Sue announced
 that she was going into town to pick up some groceries and
 other items.  I offered to go with her, but she asked that I
 stay with Grandpa and keep him company.  She got a funny
 expression on her face when I asked where else she going
 other than the grocery store, and said, "Oh, I've just got
 some errands to run."  When I asked her if she were going to
 be back in time to go the creek, she got kind of a secretive
 smile on her face and said, "Oh, yes.  After I get back we'll
 sure want to go down to the creek."  The expression on her
 face and the tone of her voice held an unspoken promise.  She
 was tacitly communicating that she was planning something,
 that she had a surprise in mind.  Whatever it might be, I
 could hardly wait.  Just the hope of getting to see her naked
 again, to get to touch and fondle all the secret, wet parts
 of her body, and to make hand-love to each other again had me
 almost quivering in anticipation.  If she had something
 special planned, it could only be like another of my dreams
 coming true.

 Sue got back home shortly before noon and immediately started
 preparing lunch.  I was very disappointed to see her setting
 out three places--it meant that we wouldn't have our picnic
 at the creek.  Sue must have seen the disappointment on my
 face because she came up behind me and wrapped her arms
 around my waist, pressing her full mounds against my back,
 and whispered into my ear, "I'm worried that Grandpa might be
 getting suspicious of us.  After we eat and he goes to sleep,
 then we'll go to the creek.  Okay?"

 I nodded my head to indicate agreement and Sue rewarded me by
 putting her mouth back to my ear and blowing into it.  As she
 blew, she moved her hands lower and rubbed my groin just
 above my cock.  Cold shivers ran up my spine and my cock
 instantly jumped to attention, bulging out the front of my
 pants.  Sue laughed and said, "Quick, sit down at the table
 or Grandpa will be more than suspicious."

 Somehow we managed to get through lunch without incident.  My
 cock stayed at full mast all through the meal so I couldn't
 get up until Grandpa had left the room.  Sue cleaned up the
 kitchen and after checking to be sure Grandpa was settled
 down, she beckoned to me with her hand and I followed her out
 of the house.  Instead of the usual picnic hamper and other
 gear, Sue got only some towels, her handbag, and a blanket.
 I slung the blanket over my shoulder and we struck out for
 the creek, hurrying faster than we ever had before.

 When we arrived at the creek, we were both a little out of
 breath from having hurried so fast.  Sue spread the blanket
 and put the towels and her handbag on it.  She had never
 brought a handbag before so I was a little curious about why
 she had it.  I though that maybe she bought some suntan
 lotion, and the thought excited me.  Maybe that was her
 surprise--getting to rub lotion all over each other.  Just
 the idea of being able to rub lotion all over Sue's naked
 body brought my cock back up to full erection.  Sue noticed
 the way the front of my pants tented out and said, "You'd
 better get out of those clothes before that thing breaks
 off."

 This time Sue didn't trick me by jumping out of her clothes
 and into the water.  Indeed, she was very slow and deliberate
 in disrobing, standing on the blanket facing me and taking
 off one garment at a time, almost as if she were putting on a
 show.  Taking the cue from her, I faced her and performed my
 best version of what I thought a strip tease would be.

 Sue took off her shoes and socks and then slowly pulled her
 dress over her head, revealing her panties and bra.  Her
 panties were white again today, but were bikini style, high
 cut and much thinner than the ones she had worn before.  She
 reached behind her and loosed her bra, shrugging her
 shoulders so that it fell off into her hands, each cup
 falling away to reveal the creamy mound it had held.  She
 dropped the bra to the ground and cupped her luscious
 beauties, gently squeezing them and tweaking the nipples
 between her fingers and thumbs.  She dropped her hands to the
 waist of her panties and slowly pushed them downward,
 wriggling and rotating her hips as they moved downward, first
 showing the softly rounded curve of her belly and then the
 top of the dark mass of her pubic hair.  She continued
 pushing them down until they reached her hips and then fell
 of their own accord to her feet.  She lifted one foot upward,
 the panties clinging to it, and took the wispy fabric and
 added to her pile of clothes.  As she lifted her leg, the
 slightly gaping cleavage splitting her thighs showed its
 moist pink flesh.  Her eyes had never stopped boring into
 mine as she completed the baring of her flesh.  A slight
 smile curved her lips upward.  She moistened those lips by
 snaking out her tongue and licking across them, seeming to
 relish their taste and texture.

 I had gotten down to my Jockey shorts and then went into slow
 motion, caught up in Sue's revealing the secrets of her
 femininity.  My eyes were glued to her sexual center.  God, I
 believe I could have gazed at her pussy forever.  It was only
 after she had completed bared herself that I finished
 lowering my shorts, stretching them over the protruding
 rigidity of my cock.  Only as it popped out of its
 confinement and sprang outwards, rigid and throbbing, did Sue
 take her eyes from mine.  As my cock came into view, she
 dropped her vision to it, staring long and hard.  She licked
 her lips again as I lifted a leg to remove my shorts from my
 feet.  During our strip show not one word had been spoken.
 We had both held our breaths, taking in the entirety of the
 other's body, and only after we were completely nude did we
 breath again, taking deep gulps of air.

 I expected Sue to head for the water but she lay down on the
 blanket instead, stretching supine, her legs slightly apart
 so that all the area at her groin was open to my inspection.
 She looked up at me and said, "Do you think I have a nice
 body, Donny?"

 There wasn't any way I could be objective.  To me, Sue at
 that moment was Venus de Milo, Aphrodite, and the Mona Lisa
 all wrapped up into one.  She was sex personified, the
 subject of all my wet dreams and masturbatory fantasies.  I
 licked my lips as she had done and said, "Sue, you are
 absolutely perfect.  Your body is beautiful."

 "Am I as pretty as your mother?"

 The question caught me completely by surprise.  I paused for
 a few seconds and then answered, "Well, I've never seen Mom
 like you are now, but as far as I'm concerned, you're just as
 pretty as Mom.  And that's saying a lot, because I think Mom
 is very pretty."

 With strange, almost twisted smile, Sue said, "I bet you
 would like to see her like this, though, wouldn't you?"

 I had never before thought of Mom in that way, but now that
 I did, I realized that I would, indeed, like to see Mom
 naked.  I could picture she and Ned, right where we were
 then, screwing each other.  In my mind's eye, Ned's cock was
 pounding in and out of Mom's pussy, pushing her down to the
 ground with each stroke.  "Yeah, I guess I would," I
 answered, stretching the words out and saying them slowly.

 Sue reached up and cupped her breasts with her hands, holding
 each one and squeezing it.  The look she gave me was the
 most wanton I had ever received in my life and her words
 matched it, "Well, I'm all there is right now.  What do you
 intend to do about it?"

 Even though I didn't fully understand it, it was a challenge
 I couldn't turn away from.  Yesterday, she had been a little
 shy, somewhat embarrassed about exposing herself to me.
 Today, she was coming on like a sexpot.  Kneeling down beside
 her, I decided to quit asking myself questions and just take
 advantage of my good fortune.

 I reached up and lifted her hand away from her breast,
 leaving it open to my sight.  With my lips wide open, I
 lowered my mouth to that soft mound and licked my tongue
 across the pebbly surface of the hard nipple and its
 surrounding ring of brownish colored areola.  Sue arched her
 back upward a little, pushing her breast up to my exploring
 mouth.  I reacted by opening my mouth to its widest and
 sucking in as much of her spongy flesh as possible.  I
 suckled and slurped on her breast, rubbing my tongue all
 around its surface, laving it with a tongue bath.  Sue
 responded to my oral caresses with a soft "Ummnnn" that
 seemed to come from deep within her chest.

 While I massaged and suckled her breast, my other hand
 explored the lower portion of Sue's body.  I moved my finger
 tips in soft circles over the gentle curve of her belly,
 moving them progressively downward with each stroke, until
 they made contact with the mat of her stiff pubic muff.
 Delving through the curly forest, my fingers found the
 indentation signalling the beginning of her labial furrow.
 Sue facilitated my explorations by spreading her legs even
 further and lifting one leg up and bending it at the knee.
 In this position, Sue left the whole of her sex available to
 my seeking fingers, spread wide for me to find and delve into
 her inner lips and wet opening.

 Eagerly accepting such an invitation, I stroked my fingers
 down into the depths of her sexual area, spreading the moist
 cleft even wider.  My finger tips traced over the little
 swollen knob at the very top of the furrow and moved down,
 seeking the channel I knew I would soon come to.  My explor-
 ations were rewarded as my fingertip moved into her hot,
 slick feminine well, intruding itself into the heat of her
 pelvis.  I moved my finger with an in-and-out motion, pushing
 into and then withdrawing from the tight clasp of her vagina.
 I put another finger along the first, doubling the amount
 that was penetrating into Sue, and continued the motion that
 my cock was aching and throbbing to imitate.

 By now, Sue was returning the pleasure I was giving her by
 holding and softly squeezing my rigid, outthrust cock.  The
 combination of knowing that I was playing with a woman's
 pussy, finger-fucking her in fact, and the way she was moving
 her hand on my wet, aching penis had me panting with lust.
 My hips worked against her hand, pushing my cock in and out
 of the circle made by her palm.  My pre-come had oozed out
 and now coated her entire hand, and I used it as a substitute
 for her pussy.  I thrust my fingers in and out of her wet
 hole, simulating the action my cock wanted so much to be
 doing.

 I had my fingers all the way into Sue, stroking with long
 deep strokes.  Her passage was almost completely unobstruct-
 ed, only a narrowing about two inches from the entrance
 slowing down the action of my fingers.  From what Sue had
 told me, I knew that she must be a virgin, but where was her
 maidenhead?  I knew that virgins were supposed to have
 maidenheads that boys break the first time they make love, so
 I was puzzled by Sue's lack of such a barrier.  "Are you a
 virgin?" I asked, seeking an answer to my questions.

 Sue had her eyes closed and her mouth open, a slight trace of
 saliva drooling from the corner of her lip, and her hips were
 gently pushing up against my hand, matching each of my inward
 thrusts with one of her upward ones.  Without opening her
 eyes, she said, "Yes, but I think I broke my hymen riding a
 horse when I was a little girl.  I recall it hurt and I bled
 a little.  Mother said I had probably put myself into a
 condition that I would disappoint some boy when I grew up."
 Sue smiled, opening her eyes and looking up at me.  "Are you
 disappointed, Donny?"

 "Oh, God, no!  This is the best thing that's ever happened to
 me."

 With a soft voice, Sue said, "You're a virgin, too, aren't
 you?"

 "Yes, this is the most I've ever done with a girl."

 With an even softer voice, almost a whisper, Sue said, "Do
 you want to take my virginity?  And let me take yours?"

 If it had been possible for my cock to have gotten harder, it
 would have.  As it was, it only pulsated more and jerked in
 Sue's hand.  I could hardly believe what she was asking me.
 In my wet dream, what I was doing with Sue was as much as we
 had done.  That Sue would actually want me, ask me in fact,
 to put my cock inside her was beyond anything I had even
 imagined.  "Oh, God, Sue.  Can I?  Will you let me fu....will
 you let me do that?  That's what I want more than anything in
 the world."

 Sue smiled at my slip of the tongue and said, "Yes, Donny,
 I want you to fuck me.  I want to be a real woman, not a
 virgin stuck out here on a farm."  She reached out an arm and
 got her handbag, bringing it to her and opening it.  "This is
 the real reason I went to town this morning.  I went and got
 these."  She pulled a small box out her purse.  It was
 wrapped in cellophane, with the word TROJAN printed on it.
 God, I thought, mentally shouting with joy, she bought some
 rubbers!  I trembled with excitement at the prospect they
 offered.  Having rubbers meant we could fuck anyway we wanted
 to and not have to worry about Sue getting pregnant.  She
 handed the box to me and said, "Here, open these up and put
 one on.  I want to feel you inside me, not just hold you in
 my hand."

 There's no way you can want it more than I do, I thought, as
 I struggled to get the wrapping off the box.  Even though my
 hands were shaking, I managed to tear away the box's wrapping
 and pull up its end flap.  Nestled inside it were six
 condoms.  I would have been happy with just one, but having
 six and the promise of multiple joy they held out absolutely
 thrilled me.  Then I remembered that my mother was supposed
 to pick me up the next morning.  My God, I wondered, would it
 be possible to use all six rubbers before then?  Having so
 little experience, I had no basis for making a determination.
 I did know, though, that if Sue were willing, I would sure
 try my damndest.

 I had never put on a rubber before, but the mechanics were
 simple enough.  As soon as I had it on, I knelt down between
 Sue's legs and edged my way up to where my cock was brushing
 against her wet, gaping vulva.  Grasping the rigid rod at its
 base, I ran it up and down Sue's slick channel, getting the
 latex-covered spear ready to put in her sheath.  After I was
 satisfied with its lubricity, I probed down, seeking the
 opening to Sue's depths.  Down near the bottom of the cleft I
 found the right place and gently nudged the head into Sue
 until it penetrated about an inch.  "Go slow, please, Donny.
 I know this might hurt, and I'm willing to have it hurt if
 that what it takes, but try not make it hurt anymore than it
 has to," Sue said in her softest of voices.

 Although I knew Sue was doing this as much for herself as for
 me, knowing that she thought enough of me to let me have her
 for the first time filled me with feelings of tenderness
 toward her.  Along with that tenderness came the realization
 of how vulnerable Sue was, of how trusting a woman has to be
 to offer herself to a man for the very first time.  I vowed
 that I would do anything I could to make this experience
 together as loving and joyous as possible, to avoid to any
 degree possible giving her unnecessary pain.

 I put my hands down alongside Sue and lay my belly against
 hers, slowly and gently pushing my penis into the heat of
 her tunnel.  Gradually, inch-by-inch, it penetrated into
 Sue's body.  The heat and tightness of the fit sent shivers
 of pleasure over me, flowing upward from the point of our
 coupling to all parts of my body.  There was no obstruction,
 only a slight constriction, a ring of extra tightness after I
 had about half my cock into her.  She had her breath held,
 her eyes closed, as if expecting to feel pain.  Without
 meeting any barrier, our pubic hair met and intermeshed.  My
 pubic bone pressed against Sue's and I bottomed out.  I was
 all the way in, my cock completely immersed, buried to the
 hilt in Sue.  Her eyes opened wide in wonder as she let out
 her long-held breath with a whoosh.  She looked up at me and
 whispered, "It didn't hurt.  It doesn't hurt at all."  Then
 in a louder voice, one filled with elation, she said, "Oh,
 God, I feel like I'm filled completely up...I can feel you
 all the way up inside me.  You're touching places that have
 never been felt."  She reached up and pulled me down against
 her breasts, hunching her hips up against my still hilted
 cock.  "It just feels good."  She hugged me even tighter and
 shouted, "Oh, God, Donny, it feels so GOOD!"

 I couldn't have been in more total agreement with her.
 Matching her motion, I thrust myself hard against her, and
 echoed her words by saying, "Ooohhh, yes, good."  I pulled my
 cock out until only its head was left in and then slowly
 pushed it back in.  As it went in, I murmured slowly, my
 words matching the slow penetration, "Yesssss, ooohhhhh,
 goooood....."

 As I pushed in, Sue gyrated her hips in miniature bump-and-
 grind motions, whimpering, "mmmmmnnn, mmmnnnn, mmmmnnnn" in
 time with the small rotations of her pelvis.  She sounded as
 if she were tasting something delicious and saying "yum, yum,
 yum."  When I had finished thrusting all the way in, Sue
 said, "Ooh, do that again.  I love the way you do that."

 She couldn't have loved it more than I.  I thought that Sue's
 getting me off with her hands the day before had been the
 ultimate in pleasure, but the feeling of having Sue's warm
 sexual flesh pressing against and clasping every millimeter
 of my cock's surface went way beyond that.  The heat of being
 in the depths of Sue's body, the friction of her wet flesh
 sliding against my most sensitive of areas, the feel of her
 hard nipples pressing and rubbing against my chest could not
 be compared with anything I had experienced before.  My
 senses were in overdrive and I could feel myself climbing up,
 up, up, and upward, reaching toward the fall into cascading,
 shimmering, exploding ecstasy.

 I continued my slow thrusts in and out of Sue's warm cavern.
 With each stroke, her lubrication increased, and soon our
 coupling was producing soft, liquid sounds.  She soon matched
 my motions, raising her receptacle up to be filled each time
 I pushed my rigidity into the hot depths of her woman flesh.
 She muttered, "Oh, God, how could I have been missing this.
 Oh, this is so good.  Oh, yes, Donny, like that."  Her pace
 picked up, her thrusts increasing in tempo, and I matched
 mine to hers.  Soon we were racing each other, thrusting
 faster and faster.  Sue's eyes glazed over, and her sounds
 simply became a repetitive, "uh, uh, uh," soft sounds that
 were combination grunt and growl.

 Sue brought her legs up and wrapped them around my hips,
 holding me tight within their grip.  Her arms wrapped more
 tightly about me, clutching me, an almost desperate clasp as
 if she were holding on for life.  Her passion carried mine
 higher and higher, and soon I was no better than she.  My
 life centered at the point where our flesh joined, and I
 pounded my cock furiously in and out, a frenzied drive toward
 fulfillment.

 Suddenly, Sue thrust herself up and her whole body stiffened.
 Her legs tightened even more about me, making it difficult to
 push in and out.  She squeezed her eyes tightly shut and
 screamed, "Oh, Donnneee!  Donnnnneeeeeeeee....."

 My ecstasy matched hers as pleasure flowed over me.  Come
 erupted from my cock, pouring out in a seemingly endless
 stream of jerking and spurting.  If I hadn't had on the
 rubber, I would have flooded Sue's pussy with my outpouring.
 Sue grabbed my head and pulled my mouth down to hers.  She
 shot her tongue out into my mouth and I extended mine and
 wrapped it around and around hers in wild, oral stroking.
 Both our hips continued to move in thrusts, pleasure still
 gripping in our loins.  Slowly, over several minutes, our
 motions slowed and then we came to a complete rest.

 We were both completed relaxed, our bodies limp from the
 intensity of our orgasms.  Our mouths continued to move on
 the other's, soft, liquid embraces expressing our gratitude
 for the pleasure each had given the other.  Soon, Sue stirred
 a little under me and I realized I was probably crushing her
 with my weight.  I put my hands down and lifted myself up so
 that our only contact was where my cock, now half-soft, was
 still lodged in her vagina.  Sue reached up and stroked her
 fingers lightly across my cheek, a loving touch of affection
 that I so much enjoyed.  "Thank you, Donnie," she whispered.
 "Now I'm a woman."  She smiled and continued, "Oh, am I EVER
 a woman."

 I touched my lips to hers, just a light kiss showing my
 affection, and said, "I should be thanking you.  Because of
 you I not a virgin any more.  No boy could have lost it in a
 way better than what you just did for me.".

 Sue returned my light kiss, just a brush across the lips, and
 said, "We ARE good for each other, aren't we?"

 About this time, my cock, finally fully limp, fell from out
 of Sue's body with a soft plop.  Sue said, "I'm going to miss
 having that for company, but we'd better get in the pool to
 clean ourselves off and get back to the house.  Grandpa's
 probably already waked up from his nap."

 We completed our ablutions and got back to the house only a
 few minutes before Grandpa waked.

 After Sue and I got in bed that night, I got a raging hard-
 on.  Not only did the memory of our afternoon's dalliance
 reignite my passion, but also the knowledge that Sue was
 there beside me, her body only inches away, her hot pussy
 only a short thrust of my rigid cock away.  Our bodies
 weren't touching, but we were so close that I could feeI the
 warmth radiate from her flesh.  Having experienced the
 pleasure of Sue's body, of finding for the first time the joy
 that comes from being flesh of one flesh, all I wanted was
 more and more of the same.  I could hardly bear the thought
 of having to leave her and return to my house without
 experiencing that pleasure at least one more time.

 I made up my mind to at least hold her and, if nothing else,
 caress the lush curves, the forest of pubic hair, and all the
 other secret places of her body.  Just as I started to turn
 to her, she turned to me instead.  She reached out and put a
 hand on my shoulder and whispered, "Oh, God, Donny, you're
 going to have to go home tomorrow.  Just as I've...no, just
 as WE'VE found out how good we are together, you have to
 leave.  I don't know if I can wait until you come back
 again."  She pulled me against her and held me tightly, a
 sigh of frustration escaping her lips.

 I wrapped my arms around her and pressed myself against her,
 my cock pressing against her groin.  She pushed back,
 squeezing my shoulders at the same time, and muttered, "Ummn,
 that still feels so good."  She put her lips right against
 mine and whispered, "Donny, do you think we can do it again?
 Right here and right now?  Grandpa sleeps so soundly, if we
 do it real quietly we can get by with it.  Do you think you
 can be quiet?"

 Do it again!  I would have stuffed my mouth with a gag if
 that was what it took to get my prick into Sue's pussy again.
 I whispered back, "I promise not to make a sound."

 Sue stood up and pulled her gown over her head, leaving her
 standing nude there in the dim light of the bedroom.  She
 reached into a dresser drawer and handed me one of the
 condoms she had bought.  "Get undressed and put this on," Sue
 whispered, excitement showing in her voice.  Without a sound,
 I wriggled out of my shorts and rolled the rubber down over
 my stiff extended penis.

 As Sue lay back down, she said, "Let's do it on our side."
 Sue faced me, just close enough for her nipples to brush
 lightly across my chest, and wrapped her top leg across my
 hips.  As if it had eyesight, my cock fell into the space
 between her legs that this move created.  She put a hand on
 my cock and guided it into place, barely within her slippery
 cavern.  Between my thrusting forward and her pushing and
 working her hips, I was soon completely engulfed in Sue's
 warm flesh.  With her lips brushing against mine, she
 whispered, "We've got all night.  Let's go nice and slow and
 make it last a l-o-n-g time.  This time may have to last us
 for a while."

 I pulled my cock all the way out and then returned it to its
 warm hiding place, using long, slow pulls and thrusts.  After
 I bottomed out, I ground my pelvis against hers, pushing my
 pelvic bone hard so that it massaged her clitoris.  We worked
 in complete silence, the only sound a soft noise of the
 mattress's slight stirring.  Thank goodness the springs
 didn't squeak.  If they had, we would have had to get on the
 floor.  There was no way that I was going to fail to complete
 this last coupling.  If all we had had was hard concrete, I
 would have gladly used it.

 Sue began to hold me tighter and to work her hips faster
 against mine, increasing the tempo.  Her mouth, which had
 been almost touching mine, opened wide as it hungrily moved
 into full contact with mine.  We kissed with our tongues
 thrusting into and out of each others mouths, showing with
 our oral actions the reaction to our bodies' pleasure.  Sue
 muttered a soft, "Oh, God!" into my mouth, the sound
 swallowed in our kiss.

 Sue rolled over so that she was on bottom and I was on top,
 my legs between her spread and lifted knees.  With her mouth
 still against mine, she said, "I can't wait.  Do it hard and
 fast.  Oh, God, put it in me deep and fast."

 I needed no coaxing--I was on the brink of orgasm and wanted
 so badly to do just what she was asking.  I drove my cock in
 and out, moving as fast as I could make the strokes go.  Sue
 was gripping my back, her grip becoming tighter with each
 stroke.  She shoved her hips against each of my thrusts, and
 soon our movements became a frenzied meeting of wet flesh
 against wet flesh.  She wrapped her legs around my thighs and
 thrust one final hard thrust.  As she did, she put a hand in
 her mouth and bit down on it, using it to muffle the ecstatic
 cries that were trying to come from her throat.
 
 Her eyes grew wide and got that faraway look in them.  I
 could feel her pussy tighten down on my cock like a clamp,
 clutching it in its warm grasp.  He hugged me tightly and
 muttered softly, "Yes, yes, yes."

 Her orgasm carried me over the brink and my cock jerked in
 time with Sue's orgasmic pulsations.  Once again, I poured my
 seed out, an offering to Sue's newly found sexuality.  As our
 trembling began to subside, we could hear a car drive into
 the driveway.  "Oh, damn," Sue groaned, "your mother's here
 already."  She lifted herself off me, dropped her skirt, and
 left the bathroom, closing the door behind her.  I removed
 the rubber, flushed it down the commode and with toilet
 paper, made a few perfunctory wipes of my cock, cleaning it
 up as best the time allowed.  I went into the kitchen and
 greeted and hugged my Mom.  Even though both our faces were
 still a little flushed, there was nothing to give away the
 last-second pleasures Sue and I had just enjoyed.

			    * * * *

 As Mom and I drove home, she did most of the talking,
 chatting about how she missed me and how much she hated to
 have ask me to stay with Sue and Grandpa.  I assured her that
 I didn't mind, that I was really starting to enjoy my stays
 at the farm.  She asked me if Sue and I got along okay, and I
 told her that Sue and I got along fine, that we were more
 like good friends that aunt and nephew.

 The car had gotten warm, and I regretted not having cleaned
 myself up better after the escapade Sue and I had in the
 bathroom.  The smell of sex, of the combined juices Sue and I
 had produced, became very noticeable.  Mom's eyes kind of
 narrowed and she sniffed the air.  Looking askance at me, she
 said, "And just how good of friends DID you become?"

 The implication of her question was clear and impossible for
 me to ignore.  "Oh, Mom, Sue's my AUNT, for crying out loud,"
 I said with mock indignation.  I don't think I convinced Mom
 at all, but at least she didn't mention it any more.

 As we rode along in the silence that followed those words, I
 looked over at Mom.  Her skirt was pulled high on her legs
 and I could see well over half her thighs.  I couldn't help
 but recall the mental picture I had of Mom and Uncle Ned
 screwing on the creek bank.  I realized that Mom was even
 prettier than I had thought.  She was still young, only 36,
 and had a great figure.  I pictured she and Uncle Ned again,
 but this time it was me, not Uncle Ned that was pounding his
 cock in and out of her pussy.  In spite of all the fun Sue
 and I had had, my cock once again stirred.

 God, I would love to get Mom to go skinny-dipping with me.  I
 wonder.......

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