Auntie Gets a Little Kinky

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Following Auntie’s first encounter with me, on my next visit, she asked if I had told anyone, including bragging how young men do. I said I had not done that and would not either. She asked if that was the first encounter with a woman I had had, and I replied yes. A few fumbles with girls at school discos, but nothing much before a teacher put a stop to it. She asked me if I was still a virgin, and I told her I was.

She explained that she really should not and could not imagine for one minute that I would want to, but if ever I should, she would be happy to help and teach me. I told her I would love too, probably with an enthusiasm level equal to a dog with a new bone. She told me to go upstairs, into her bedroom and get undressed and into bed.

That took me about 30 seconds. Her bedroom had dark curtains, I assume so she could sleep in the daytime when working nights, and the bed was extremely soft with satin sheets (a fetish I still have today) and smelt of perfume. I heard her in the bathroom, and then she came in, and told me for her benefit, I needed to be blindfolded again. She repeated the process of sealing my eyes with cotton wool pads and plasters.

I then spent a couple of hours being introduced to a woman’s body and sex. Half of it is a blur. She held my hands over her boobs, explained how to cup a breast, fondle a nipple, tease her by rubbing my hands over her body, led my fingers over her lips, explained about a clit and how it stands up like a penis, all in a calm, matronly way. She was quite plump, but quite firm I recall. She explained oral sex, and positioned my head over her pussy, and described how to lick her. I think I was basically used as a sex toy for an hour or so. I felt her stiffen with orgasm, she made a lot of noise, and she explained all this afterwards. She disappeared under the sheets and sucked my cock into her mouth and I went mad, laughing. She cupped my balls, and just seemed to suck my kidneys out of my cock.

She explained that she wanted the first one out of the way, so I lasted for the second, as men generally cum really fast first time, but that with youth and fitness, I should soon recover, and that when I was making love, make sure the woman came first, and never to stop after one orgasm. She taught me well. Finally, she mounted me, and with my hands on her suspenders and stockings, she rode me until I exploded inside her. She explained as I was a virgin, and she had gone through the menopause, we did not need condoms until I had slept with someone else, and I was to tell her when that was.

I was exhausted after round two, and she told me this was almost the best part. She got me to snuggle up behind her, she put my still semi erect cock between her thighs and told me to just relax. We must have dozed off, and I think had a couple of hours sleep. When we woke, she cuddled me, told me to leave the eye covers on for a short while, and got out of bed. The lights went on, and she removed them She was wearing a black satin negligee, which whilst I suppose gave her a level of modesty, but just made me even more horny. I tried to pull her back into bed, and we kind of play wrestled. She then said something which was going to be life changing for me and had never crossed my mind before telling me if I didn’t behave, she would have to tie me up.

I asked what she meant, and she laughed about really having a blank canvas to work with. That is for next week then, if you are brave enough. I wondered why I needed to be brave, casino siteleri as I obviously trusted my Auntie, but could not quite see why I world need to be tied up, when we could be having much more fun than playing childish games.

The following Friday afternoon my Auntie was a little distant and questioned me about if I had enjoyed the previous week. How could I not have? I had lost my virginity and learnt more about sex in a couple of hours than the previous 18 years. I must have had 30 wanks during the week thinking about her. I asked her what she meant about her joking about tying me up. She told me her and her husband used to enjoy quite an adventurous sex life, and that he enjoyed having sex whilst tied up. I must have seemed very vacant, as I could not understand what she meant. She told me that after you have had sex a lot, then you start to crave new experiences, and should always try new things. Whilst she still had misgivings about what she was doing, she told me she had not had sex since her husband had died 12 years before, and whilst she still thought it kind of wrong, having a young rampant man at her disposal was too good an opportunity to miss. She told me to tell my parents that I might stay at her house on Saturday night, as I could help in the garden on the Saturday, and she would make me Sunday lunch. My parents were quite mature when they had me, and I think they were clueless so did not bat an eyelid.

After a day in the garden with the odd little tease and subtle hint, like asking me to remove my shirt, we went into the house and she told me to go and get a shower. She asked if I was positive I wanted her to show you about the kinky side of sex. As I did not understand what kinky meant, but fully understood what sex meant, I simply replied “Yes please Auntie”

Auntie told me she was going to put my clothes in the wash, so she would put me something outside the bathroom to wear. She also instructed me not to wank in the shower!

I have no idea where the self-control to not abuse myself in the shower came from. I had a good wash, brushed my teeth, and opened the bathroom door. Expecting to find something to wear, but not having really thought about it, I was a bit puzzled to find a pair of black satin knickers.

I called her in a questioning voice and was simply told to put them on.

They did nothing to hide a raging erection, but she had made me realise a woman likes to see an erection that she has caused. I went downstairs and walked into the living room. She was sat in her chair, wearing the gorgeous black negligee.

“Oh lovely, I might keep you in those”. My face reddened. She told me to kneel before her and as I did, she opened her legs, and guided my head between her stocking clad thighs, telling me to remember what she had taught me.

I must have spent about half an hour licking her, and about ten minutes in, even though she was holding my hands, and I could not touch myself, I filled the knickers I was wearing with cum. I think I gave her 2 or 3 orgasms. She told me they kind of blend into one if she was horny and being pleased.

Once she was sated, I was sent to wash my face and have a pee, as I might not be able to go for a while. I did not really understand that but did as I was told. I snuggled into bed, stupidly excited to see what I would learn tonight. I could hear Auntie moving around, and then she entered the bedroom, in her full uniform. For a moment, I thought she had forgot she had to güvenilir casino go to work and felt disappointed, but she explained that Matron was here to deal with me. She told me to not ask questions, just trust her, and I would hopefully enjoy myself. She explained I could ask her to stop, and she would, but that she wouldn’t hurt me anyway. I nodded, my brain doing somersaults, and my cock rock hard. She pulled the quilt off me and smiled.

She fetched a bag from the corner of the bedroom and proceeded to very expertly bandage my wrist on my left hand. I had no idea why, until she used the bandage to position my wrist to the corner of the wrought iron bed head and secure it. Walking around the bed, she repeated the same with my other wrist. She went to the bottom of the bed and climbed on. Sitting stride my legs, she rubbed my hard cock through her knickers that I was wearing, stuck to me with the first load of cum she had extracted from me without even touching me. She slipped her fingers in them and drew them down my legs and off.

Then she bandaged my ankles and pulling my body quite tight against my wrists, fastened them to the bottom of the bed.

She explained I should always make sure I trusted someone to let them do this, and ideally have a medical professional handy!

She wandered out of the bedroom and came back with a handful of lingerie. She told me she knew I raided her wash basket, and called me a dirty boy, whilst she dropped some items on my chest.

She explained the knickers she wore were silk, as they kept her cool at work, and that normally a ladies panties would have a modesty panel sown in the front, so you cannot see the outline of the cunt through them. The word cunt made my cock and mind twitch, as I was not expecting to hear that as I processed what she was telling me.

“I remove them, as I like the silk against my clit, so you should have plenty of my aroma present on these”. She held up a white pair and folded them into a neat package. I was told to open my mouth, and I could not quite process what was happening, and did not exactly refuse, but Auntie grasped my balls and squeezed softly repeating, whilst telling me in a firm voice to open my mouth. I did, and she pushed my panties in, making sure they were fully home. Close your mouth she told me. She smiled, walked over to the dresser and came back with a strip of sticking plaster, which she used to seal my mouth closed. She laughed explaining they would keep me quiet later.

“Good, you kinky little boy. Enthusiastic and kinky, and tied to my bed. Delightful”.

She picked up another pair of panties and examined them. She showed me the front, telling me she had worn these to work today, thinking about doing this to me tonight, and had been literally dripping wet all day and kept having to give herself a little rub. My cock twitched and I groaned, which made Auntie laugh as she slid the panties over my head and positioned the still moist spot over my nose. She asked if I could smell her excitement, and I nodded and moaned.

She held the panties tight behind my head, and quite skilfully slid a stocking over the top of my head, before drawing it down to hold the panties in place.

“So, you are tied to my bed, gagged so you cannot call out, smelling my juices through the panty hood you are going to wear tonight, and the only people who know you are here are your parents who think I am a lovely old widow. Just lie there and think about your position. canlı casino I am going to sit in the chair in the corner of the room and have a little wank with my dildo. Have a pull at your bonds please; that’ll make me excited”

I did and knew there was no escaping without Auntie’s help. I was slightly nervous, but also very excited, with my senses on overload.

Auntie made me jump as she whispered in my ear telling me that when she had given me a blowjob she got a couple of pubes in her mouth, which isn’t nice, so she was going to shave off all my pubic hair now. My mind was going mad, and I pulled against the bandages holding me.

I listened to the tap running in the bathroom, and Auntie moving about. She returned and placed a warm flannel over my cock. Then she proceeded to soap me up and started to shave me. Auntie told me she had Uncle’s cut-throat razor, and to lie still. I froze. She said she had got it sharpened today; telling the chap she was going to shave her nephew. She shaved my stomach above my cock, my cock, my balls, my thighs around my cock, and then towelled me dry. I felt Auntie climb onto the bed and straddle my legs.

She told me to concentrate carefully on my breathing, and I jumped as my smooth cock was sucked into her mouth. She expertly sucked me, keeping me just on the edge of orgasm. She also sucked my smooth balls, as I thrashed around and moaned through the gag and hood. She kept me on edge for maybe ten minutes, before I finally orgasmed and she sucked and swallowed every drop.

“You taste delightful” she whispered in my ear. “The nurses at work were talking about a young guy we have got in hospital currently. They need to bed bath him, and he is quite cute. If only they knew about what the old Matron did when she got home. Maybe I could pop over the road and invite them to come and have a look at you” she chuckled, and she cupped my smooth, empty balls.

“Right, my turn, although I will do the work” she said, as she climbed off the bed.

My excitement levels went up as I thought I was about to be fucked, for only the third time after her previous two uses of me. However, I felt her at my head, removing the stocking holding her panties to my face. She asked if I could see through those in the dim bedroom light, and I shook my head.

“Let us she if you can feel through them then. I needed to test the razor, so I have shaved my cunt as bare as the day I was born. Trouble is, it is wet and sticky all the time now. I was rubbing my juices into my knickers, but as you are wearing those on your face, what can I do now?

I felt the bed dip, and her settle onto my face, my panty covered nose disappeared into her wet pussy.

“You’ll either love this, or I will drown you” she said, as she began to softly rock backwards and forwards on my nose, using it to tease her clit and part her lips. The panties were soaking, and I had to concentrate on my breathing. She gradually moved until she was sat with my chin on her pussy, and just rocked until I realised that she orgasmed, my face getting much wetter and she sat down full weight. I panicked that I could not breathe, and she realised and lifted herself up a little.

“I’ve been astride your face in full matron’s uniform. All smart, little watch, white belt, full 8 suspender belt and nice stockings. You’ll never be able to look at a nurse the same again will you.?” she said as she climbed off me.

“I’m just going to have a glass of water, then I think I will fuck you while I have got you captive. Waste not, want not. Then I am going to remove your gag, and you can lick all your juices out of me, and you had better make a good job. Normal sex, it is called vanilla, will never be enough my boy. And you are my boy, aren’t you? “

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