Aunt Forced Me to Masturbate

Aunt Forced Me to Masturbate, Ch 02

Alas and unfortunately, my forty-six-year-old aunt, doesn’t subscribe to the blowjob diet because she preferred having sex with women than with men. A Dominatrix who no longer respects men, as if trying to teach him a lesson, she sexually abused and dominated her twenty-six-year-old nephew.

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Aunt Forced me to Masturbate, Ch 02

Reread, Revised, Rewritten, and Continued from Chapter 01:

Clearly, with my aunt married and divorced, even though she’s bi-sexual now, there was a time when she preferred having sex with men than with women. She gave birth to a daughter, my cousin, Colleen. She attended every wild, orgy like and drunken, spring break party. Stroking them, sucking them, and fucking them, she dated and had sex with countless numbers of men in college. Now, after running the gamut and doing a complete 180, she preferred having sex with women than with men.

“Go figure. Who knew?”

With that being written, my aunt wasn’t totally vindictive in forcing me to strip myself naked and masturbate myself in front of a group of women and in front of my 22-year-old, sexy, redheaded cousin. She derived some bizarre sort of abnormal and amoral control of sexual pleasure from watching me strip myself naked and masturbate myself while she watched me stroke my naked, erect cock. Moreover, no doubt, she thought it sexually arousing watching me cum.

It was my domineering and sadistic Aunt Maureen’s intention to sexually abused me and sexually humiliated me in front of a gathering of a few of her closest lesbian and bi-sexual friends. Hoping to embarrass me, she was intent on exposing me in front of her 22-year-old daughter, my cousin, Colleen. Thinking that I’d be embarrassed, humiliated, and mortified to show my naked, erect cock to a group of women that I had never met and didn’t know, and to my cousin, it backfired on her. I wasn’t embarrassed, humiliated, nor mortified at all.

Instead, I was beyond being sexually excited. Unembarrassed and unashamed, most men would willingly, consensually, and deliberately flash their naked cocks to any woman whether or not they’re heterosexual, lesbian, or bi-sexual. In the way that most women are sexy exhibitionists, most men are shameful exhibitionists. Further upping the sexual excitement, and adding to the eroticism of spying on women undressing, most men are voyeurs, too.

‘Wow. Look at the tits on her.’

The joke was on her when I spent the entire night naked and with a throbbing and pulsating erection. Truth be told, I couldn’t wait to expose my hard, erect, naked cock to every woman there. I couldn’t wait to masturbate myself in front of the crowd of women. I couldn’t wait to cum. If given the chance, I couldn’t wait to cum in my aunt’s mouth, all over her face, and across her naked tits. I couldn’t wait to give my aunt what she deserved, a cum bath.

If it wasn’t sexually exciting enough that my aunt saw me naked but my sexy, hot cousin saw me naked, too. Never believing this would ever happen, I couldn’t believe it when my hot, sexy cousin stared at my naked prick. Not quite done, after my aunt forced me to strip naked and exposed myself to her, to my cousin, and to a select group of her lesbian and bi-sexual friends, she wanted me to masturbate myself and cum in front of everyone.

She thought I’d be embarrassed exposing myself and humiliated masturbating myself but I wasn’t. I was sexually excited for them to see my naked prick. I was sexually excited for them to watch me masturbate myself. I was sexually excited for them to watch me cum.

‘My aunt is just as sexually perverted as I am,’ thought.

Truth be told, I not only loved exposing myself, masturbating myself, and cumming in front of three dozen women but also, I sexually enjoyed it. Think about it. Think about someone you’re sexually attracted to. Think about someone who turns you on. Think about someone who you’d love to see without their clothes. Think about someone you’d love to see naked. Think about someone you’d love to have sex with. Can you see her in your mind’s eye? Yes, of course, I understand you wanting to see your mother naked and have sex with her. We all do.

Well, what are you waiting for, an invitation? This is your chance to expose your naked prick to your mother. Tell me. What do you think your mother will do when seeing your naked prick? Will she look? Will she stare? Or will she look away? Or will she take you in her motherly hand before moving to her knees to take you in her mouth.

‘Mom. Stroke me. That feels so good. Oh, my God, Mom. Blow me. Suck my cock. I need to cum in your beautiful mouth.’

While hoping that your mother will take your erect, naked cock in her warm and soft hand before taking you in her beautiful mouth, this is your chance to expose your naked prick to your mother. This is your chance to masturbate yourself in front of her. This is your chance to see what she’ll do. This is your chance to see if she’ll look, stare, or look away. Go for it. What do you have to lose?

I dare you to expose yourself to your mother. I double dare you to masturbate yourself in front of her. Trust me. Your mother isn’t as morally moral as you think she is. Don’t kid yourself just because she’s your mother, much like every woman, she’s a bit of a whore. She’ll not only stare at your hard, erect, and naked prick but also, she’ll reach out to stroke your prick, too. She may even surprise you and take you in her mouth.

Other than your mother, do you have one or a couple of women in mind who you’d love them to see you naked? Now, that you’re thinking of them, think about exposing your erect, naked cock to them. Can you? Would you? Do you dare? Think about masturbating in front of them and cumming for them. How hot is that? What man wouldn’t want to do that?

Be honest. Tell the truth. How would you feel about flashing women you know and/or women you don’t know and have never met, your naked prick? Would you and could you flash them your erect, naked erect cock to them? How would that make you feel exposing yourself in that perverted sort of way?

Would you feel embarrassed, humiliated, and sexually ashamed or would you feel sexually excited? Would you feel sexually excited enough to masturbate yourself? What if you were the only man in a room filled with hot, sexy, and shapely women and made to strip yourself naked, masturbate yourself, and cum? Now, how would you feel then, belittled or engorged?

After having been sexually dominated and abused by your aunt, with your erect cock leading the way, would you finally feel more like a man than a pussy? No doubt, your aunt wanted to embarrass you but you’re not embarrassed at all, are you? Instead, you enjoy flashing your naked prick. You’re sexually excited and ready to have sex with anyone and with everyone who wanted to have sex with you.

“Okay, ladies, and I use that word loosely. Now that I’m already naked, line up and strip yourselves naked. Those of you who want to blow me and want me to cum in their mouths, line up on this wall. Those of you who want to fuck me and want me to cum in your pussies, line up on this wall. Those who just want to stroke me, please leave. I don’t have time to sexually accommodate you when I have all of these other women who want me to give them sex, real sex.”

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Aunt Forced Me to Masturbate, Chapter 02:

It all started very innocently when I volunteered to help my 46-year-old, Aunt Maureen paint her bedroom. Happy to do it, an excuse for me to be alone with her in her bedroom, I’ve always been sexually attracted to my aunt. With her long, lush, red hair, bright, blue eyes, and big D cup breasts, a real MILF, she’s so pretty and she’s so sexy. Even with me married, while wishing I could strip her naked and have incestuous sex with her, I’d still do anything for my aunt, even paint her bedroom for the chance to eventually have sex with her.

Hoping for some sexy conversation filled with flirty innuendos, unfortunately, when I showed up to paint, she received a call and had to leave for work. I was disappointed that she had to leave me for work. I was already there with my painting supplies, my ladder, my brushes, my paint, my drop cloth, my erection, and ready to paint. Now, with my sexual anticipation deflated, I felt my erection disappearing.

Nonetheless, hoping to surprise her when she came home, I started painting her bedroom by myself. It would have been easier if she was there to help do the trim. So very time consuming, I hate doing the trim. I don’t mind painting the walls and the ceiling but painting the trim is harder to do. I don’t have her patience, her steady hand, and her fastidious eye for detail.

Then, surprising me, shocking me, and sexually exciting me, she did something I that never expected her to do. She did something that I always wanted to see but never expected to see. As if I wasn’t even there, as if she forgot that I was there, and as if I was invisible, she changed her clothes for work in front of me.

‘Oh, my God. This is unbelievable. My aunt is undressing. I don’t believe this is happening to me,’ I thought. ‘My aunt is stripping off her nightgown.’

I couldn’t believe it. As if I was her husband, her boyfriend, and/or her lover, my aunt removed her nightgown in front of me. Not believing my eyes, as if happening in slow motion, first one and then the other, she removed her nightgown straps from her shoulders and her arms. Then, as if happening in slow motion, she wiggled her shapely figure and allowed the bodice of her nightgown to slowly and sexily fall to her waist. There they were, her big, naked breasts. I was seeing my aunt’s naked tits.

‘Wow! I can’t believe I’m seeing my aunt’s, naked tits. I can’t believe I’m seeing her naked breasts. Her tits are so big. Her breasts are so shapely,’ I thought.

She was topless. My aunt was topless. As if I was imagining them, her naked breasts were there in front of my horny eyes. Filling my horny brain and my big, brown eyes, they were so big and they were so shapely. For a 46-year-old woman, my aunt had amazing breasts. I loved her big, naked tits.

‘I’ll be masturbating myself over this wonderful day for the rest of my horny life,’ I thought to myself.

Then, not done stripping herself naked, as if having a sexual fantasy of my aunt, as my prick grew bigger and harder, I watched her nightgown slowly and sexily fall to her feet to expose her red, trimmed pussy. Within seconds, she had stripped herself naked. Within seconds, I had a huge erection. Not believing what I was seeing, my aunt was naked. My aunt was totally naked.

‘I can’t believe that I was seeing my aunt without her clothes,’ I thought while staring at her naked body. ‘I’ll be masturbating over seeing my aunt strip herself naked, tonight, tomorrow, and for the rest of my life,’ I thought again while eager to masturbate myself.

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Embarrassed as much as I was sexually excited, not knowing if I should stay, leave, or have sex with my aunt, all that I could do was stare. Shocked to see my aunt in her birthday suit, I stood on the ladder flabbergasted while staring down at her. Seemingly unembarrassed and unashamed, my aunt stripped herself naked, totally naked, in front of me. Unable to remove my eyes from my aunt’s beautiful, naked body, as if it all happened in slow motion, I replayed watching her wiggle out of her nightgown to dress herself in her professional work clothes, a smart looking, business suit.

‘Doesn’t she know that I’m standing on the ladder staring down at her while ogling her naked body,’ I thought while not knowing what to make of my aunt stripping herself naked in front of me? ‘How could she not know that I can see her stripping herself naked,’ I thought? ‘Can’t she see me staring down at her from my perch on the ladder? Doesn’t she care that I’m seeing her without her clothes?’

First, before she even stripped herself naked, if that wasn’t enough, I couldn’t believe that I was seeing my aunt in her sheer and sexy nightgown without her having the modesty to wear a robe over it. The first time seeing her in such a sexually revealing nightgown, modestly moral, she always wears a robe over her sheer and sexy nightgowns. Then, when she lowered her nightgown straps, removed them from her arms, and allowed her bodice to fall to her waist to expose her naked D cup breasts, stunned, I couldn’t believe that I was seeing my aunt topless.

‘My aunt is topless. I’m seeing her big, naked breasts,’ I thought to myself.

Finally, when she wiggled herself out of her nightgown, I couldn’t believe that I was seeing my aunt naked. If it wasn’t enough that I saw my aunt topless, I saw her naked, too. I not only saw her naked breasts but also, I saw her naked, shapely ass, and her red, trimmed pussy.

‘My aunt is naked. I can’t believe I’m seeing my aunt naked,’ I thought.

I stared at her naked breasts as if I had never seen naked breasts before.

‘My aunt has such big, and shapely breasts,’ I thought. ‘I’d love to touch them, feel them, fondle them, and grope them with one hand while sucking her erect nipples and rubbing her clit and masturbating her pussy with my other hand. I’d love to masturbate my aunt,’ I thought.

Lastly, when she allowed her nightgown to fall to her feet, I couldn’t believe that I was seeing my aunt naked, totally naked. As shocked as much as I was sexually excited, I couldn’t believe that I was seeing her without her clothes. Again, not removing my eyes from her naked body, I couldn’t believe that I was seeing my aunt’s naked, breasts, her shapely ass, and her red, trimmed pussy.

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Trying to memorize this naked vision of my aunt so that I could masturbate over and again later, I’ll be masturbating over this day for the rest of my life. For a 46-year-old woman, looking ten-years younger, she has an unbelievable body. She looked like a celebrity. If Jenny had red hair and was taller, instead of blonde hair, she’d looked like Jenny McCarthy-Wahlberg.

With a body like that, Aunt Maureen could work as a stripper. She could be a stand-in double for some celebrity actress who was too modestly shy to do a nude scene. She could be a men’s magazine model. She could show cars at the auto show. She could hookup with some billionaire and travel the world on his mega yacht or on his private plane.

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I didn’t know what to think. What was I to think? I didn’t know what to do. What was I to do?

Difficult for me to believe that she would willingly and consensually strip herself naked in front of me, I wondered if she had deliberately flashed me. Maybe, she forgot that I was still there painting. That’s nonsense. How could she forget that I was there painting? If she didn’t see me, she could certainly smell the paint fumes. Deliberately stripping herself in front of me, she wanted me to see her naked.

Making excuses for her, I wondered if she was in a panicked rush because she didn’t want to be late for work. Still, she could have undressed and dressed in the bathroom. Yet, a sexual memory that I’ll have for the rest of my life, a huge understatement, I’m glad my aunt undressed in front of me. Something that I couldn’t wait to do later in her bathroom and/or in her bedroom, I’ll be masturbating over her stripping herself naked after she leaves for work.

Perhaps, sexually teasing me, I wondered if she didn’t care that I was seeing her without her clothes. Perhaps, with her more into women that into men, unembarrassed and unashamed, it didn’t matter to her if I saw her naked. Then, again, there’s the other side of it. Perhaps, sexually seducing me, my aunt was waiting for me to make the next sexual move. Perhaps, hoping that I’d touch her and feel her naked body while kissing her, French kissing her, and making out with her, she was expecting me to have sex with her.

To be honest, shocked after watching my aunt strip herself naked in front of me, with me not very sexually experienced, even though I was recently married and had a wife, I didn’t know what to do. While holding my breath, I was in voyeuristic, sexual anticipation, as if it all happened in slow motion. Careful not to mess her hair, instead of lifting her nightgown up, over her head, and off, with her nightgown pausing, as if paying respect at every curve, she allowed her nightgown to slowly and sexily fall to her feet.

Replaying it over again in my mind, as if I was imagining it, stepping out of her nightgown, I couldn’t believe it when my Auntie Maureen removed her nightgown. Shocked, I couldn’t believe my aunt was naked. Stunned, I couldn’t believe that I was seeing her naked tits, her naked ass, and her naked pussy. This is my aunt, my mother’s younger sister and not some whore. Now, instead of sexually lusting over my mother, which I still do, I was sexually lusting over my aunt.

Seemingly acting, unembarrassed and unashamed, she was naked, totally naked. I saw my aunt’s naked, shapely ass, her big, naked tits, her erect nipples, her symmetrical areolas, and her red patch of trimmed, pubic hair. Maybe my aunt was a nudist. If she was a nudist, not telling my wife where I was going, I’d love to accompany her to a nude beach. With their eyes bulging out of their heads, I’d love to see men drooling over her while we walked the beach one way and walked back the other way.

Maybe, my aunt is a swinger. I never thought of my aunt participating in the swinging lifestyle. Yet, if she was a swinger, without my wife knowing and, hopefully, never finding out, maybe I could accompany her to one of her swingers’ dances or home parties. After I had sex with my aunt, I’d love to watch her having sex with a man, a woman, and/or another couple. How hot would that be to watch her having swinging sex?

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Then, as if making sure that I saw her without her clothes, showing no shame, modesty, or embarrassment, she turned her naked body to face me while talking to me. Not making a move to cover her nakedness, standing there with her arms by her side, she didn’t even bother to cover her naked breasts with her forearm. She didn’t even bother to cover her naked pussy with her hand.

Normally, when talking to my aunt, as if hypnotized and mesmerized by them, when not staring at the shape and the sheer size of her huge, blouse and bra clad breasts, I stare at her bright, blue eyes. Today, unable to get enough of her, impossible not to stare, I stared at her naked tits. I stared at her naked pussy. I stared at her naked ass.

Yet, never expecting to see my aunt, my dream woman, without her clothes, she was naked, totally naked. Pinch me, I’m dreaming, I couldn’t believe my aunt was naked. I couldn’t believe she had stripped herself naked in front of me. Difficult to wrap my mind around what I was seeing, my MILF of an aunt was totally naked. As shocking as it was sexually exciting, something that I never expected to see but always imagined seeing when masturbating myself, I couldn’t believe I was seeing my Aunt Maureen without her clothes.

‘Oh, my God. I can’t believe I’m seeing my aunt’s big naked tits, her red, trimmed, naked pussy, and her shapely naked ass,’ I thought while staring at her naked body and saying it over again in my mind. ‘I’d paint every room of her house if I could watch her dress and undress every day while I was there painting. I’ve always sexually fantasized seeing my aunt naked while masturbating myself. Now, no longer having to imagine what she looks like without her clothes, stunned, my sexual fantasy come true, I couldn’t believe that I was seeing my Aunt Maureen naked now.’

Returning the favor of her exhibitionism with my exhibitionism, temped to do so, I wondered how she’d feel if I stripped myself naked in front of her. Tempted to do so, I wondered what she’d do if I stood before her without my clothes. I wondered what she’d think of me if I turned to face her and without covering my erect, naked prick with my hand while talking to her.

Would she look at my naked cock? Would she stare at my naked cock? Would she reach out hand take me in her soft, warm hand before moving to her knees to take in her warm, wet mouth? Or, would she look at me with distain, before looking away, and ordering me out of her house?

Perhaps, nakedness is different for a woman than it is for a man but it’s all the same to me. Whether she’s naked in front of me or I’m naked in front of her, I’ve never been as sexually excited watching my aunt strip off her nightgown and strip herself naked as I was now. I’ve never been as sexually excited seeing my aunt without her clothes as I was now. While replaying removing her nightgown over and again in my mind, I couldn’t wait to masturbate over this. I couldn’t wait to expose my naked prick to her.

Now, deliberately wanting to expose my naked cock to her, I wanted her to see me naked. Curious how she’d react, while wondering what she’d think of my erect, naked prick, I couldn’t wait until my aunt saw me without my clothes. Only, I didn’t know how to go about undressing myself and stripping myself naked in front of my aunt without looking like a pervert. It’s one thing for her to strip herself naked in front of me but it’s something else entirely for me to strip myself naked in front of her. Free to walk around however she wanted; this is her house after all.

‘Auntie, if you don’t mind, now that you’re naked, I’m going to get naked, too,’ I imagined saying to my aunt. ‘In the way that you just did in front of me, I’m going to remove all of my clothes in front of you, too. In the way that you stripped yourself naked, I going to strip myself naked. I don’t want to get paint on my clothes,’ I imagined saying as my excuse for undressing in front of my aunt.

Daring myself to do so, sexually excited to do so, I wanted to return the exhibitionistic favor and strip myself naked in front of my aunt. I wanted her to see me naked, too. In the way that I saw her naked, ass, tits, and pussy, I wanted to see my naked ass, prick, and testicles. In the way that she did with me, I wanted to turn to face her while talking to her and while undressing myself. Yet, fearing that she’d tell my mother, her big sister, and/or my wife, too much of a coward, sexually controlling myself, I didn’t strip myself naked in front of my aunt.

As if I had never seen a naked woman before, while memorizing every detail of her beautiful and sexy, naked body, I couldn’t stop staring at my naked aunt. She was so beautiful. She was so sexy. She was so shapely. She was everything that I’d want in an older woman. Only, and alas, I was married and my aunt was more sexually interested in women than she was sexually interested in men. Besides, we were blood related and sex between us would not only be forbidden but deemed as incest.

Nonetheless, I couldn’t stop staring at her huge, naked, and shapely D cup breasts. I couldn’t stop staring at her symmetrical areolas and her big, erect nipples. As bright as a red, warning light not to touch, I couldn’t stop staring at her patch of red, trimmed, pubic hair. Then, when she turned and bent at the waist to finish dressing, I couldn’t stop staring at her shapely, naked ass and the back of her glistening, moist pussy. The definition of a mother that I’d like to fuck, my aunt was definitely a MILF.

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“So, what do you think of the color, Brian,” my aunt asked while still naked and talking to me as if she was fully dressed? Hard not to stare at her big, naked breasts, I stared at her big, naked breasts. “The luck of the Irish, the same color as a shamrock, a four-leaf clover, and a Leprechaun, where most redheads like red or blue as their favorite color, green is my favorite color,” she said. “I love all shades of green.”

Dangling from her hand, as if it was an over-the-shoulder bolder holder, she held her big, white brassiere in one hand and a green, paint color sample in her other hand. She continued talking to me as if she was fully dressed before putting down the paint sample to put on her bra over her huge D cup breasts. I stared more at her naked tits than I stared at her paint chip.

Then, as if hypnotized, I stared at her bra that she held in her hand. Mesmerizing me, when she put on her bra, I stared at my aunt standing before me in just her big, white brasserie. Her breasts looked even bigger when confined in her bra. I wished I could touch them and feel them.

Her tits looked like weapons. They looked like personal torpedoes. Her bra cups look as if each one could hold a hand grenade along with her tits. She was a dangerous woman for any man who loved a big, breasted woman and, indeed, I was such a man.

“I think green is a calming color,” she said stepping into her panties while still talking. She stared up at me while giving me one, long, last look of her red pussy. She slowly pulled her panties up and over her trimmed, red pubic hair and shapely, naked ass. As if I was a teenaged boy seeing a naked woman for the first time, my growing erection tented my pants. “What do you think,” she asked looking up at me standing on the ladder and staring down at her?

If it wasn’t enough seeing my aunt naked, I couldn’t stop staring at her in her bra and panties. Truth be told, most women look better wearing clothes than when naked. Yet, an exception to every rule, my aunt definitely looked better naked. Actually, she looked good fully dressed, in her panties and bra, or naked. She was on sexy and shapely woman.

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I’d love to accompany her to a nude beach just to watch the multitude of horny men staring at her gorgeous, naked body. No doubt, there’d be a line of men following us. I imagined my aunt giving them a sexy, naked, masturbation show. I imagined her finding a private place behind a sand dune, flattening out her blanket, and masturbating herself in front of them while surrounded by a crowd of men.

I imagined the men masturbating with her. I imagined her allowing the men to cum on her and give her a cum bath as if she was at a bukkake fest. I imagined the masturbating men cumming on her stomach, her legs, her chest, and all over her face. I imagined her opening her mouth to swallow their cum.

‘What do I think? I think I want touch and feel you everywhere while making out with you,’ I wanted to say but didn’t. ‘I think I want to have incestuous sex with your naked body. I think I want to make love to you before fucking you,’ I thought to myself. ‘I think I want you to blow me. I think I want you to suck my cock and allow me to cum in your mouth and all over your beautiful face. That’s what I think, Aunt Maureen. That’s what I think and wanted to say but didn’t dare.’

Yet, thinking that I wanted to rape her, I didn’t dare say that to my aunt for fear that I’d frighten her. Other than my wife, at 26-years-old, having only had sex with one woman, my wife of two years, I hadn’t seen very many naked women but I was thrilled to see my 46-year-old aunt without her clothes. Never thinking that I’d ever see my aunt naked, I couldn’t believe that I was seeing Aunt Maureen without her clothes.

Truth be told, glad that she was leaving for work and would be gone for the remainder of the day, not a total loss, my ulterior motive was to be alone with her stylish wardrobe of clothes. Actually, relieved, it removed the pressure from me making a sexual move on my aunt. With my aunt so very sexually experienced, I wouldn’t know what to do and how to go about doing it. She worked in the fashion industry and had some beautiful things, all in my size.

After I finished painting, my plan was to spend the rest of the day trying on my aunt’s beautiful and sexy clothes. I loved looking at, touching them, and feeling her clothes. Trying some of them on, and then going through her lingerie drawer to fondle her bras and panties, I felt as I died and went to crossdressing Heaven. Never did I ever think that I’d be alone with my aunt’s wardrobe of clothes and her sexy underwear. Again, I’ll be masturbating over this day for the rest of my life.

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As I’ve already written and attested to that my aunt has big tits, huge breasts. The same cup size as Katy Perry, Ivanka Trump, and Melania Trump, she takes a size 36 D cup bra and her daughter, my cousin, Colleen, has big tits, too. She takes a size 36 D cup bra also. I know because I rooted through their laundry basket when I used their bathroom while visiting their house.

A winning combination, two tall, and good-looking, big breasted, redheaded women, unable to help myself, I love my aunt as much as I love my cousin. Having always been sexually attracted to big breasted women, unable to help myself, I love women with big tits, the bigger the better. Wishing that I could see my cousin’s naked tits in the way that I saw her mother’s naked tits today, I love their big tits. The fact that my aunt and my cousin both have big tits is a sexual bonus in my physical and sexual attraction to them.

Only, while going through her lingerie drawer, at the very bottom under a pile of panties, I was surprised to find a stack of love letters with photos from her secret, lesbian lover, Christine. With my aunt the last woman who I’d suspect of being lesbian, I looked through the proof that she was, indeed, lesbian. Obviously taken by Christine, there were photos of my aunt’s big tits, of her red pussy, and of her shapely naked ass. There were pictures of her in her bra and panties, in her sexy nightgowns, in her one-piece bathing suits, sexy bikinis, topless pictures, and pictures of her naked.

There were pictures of Christine’s huge breasts, of her brown, trimmed pussy, and of her shapely, naked ass. There were pictures of Christine in her bra and panties, in her sexy nightgowns, in her bathing suits, topless, and naked. There were pictures of them both naked and kissing. Older than her by several years, Christine was 54 and married.

An amazon like woman, Christine was 6’2″ tall and a 6’5′ giant with heels. She had gigantic 40 double D size breasts. I’d love to rub my face between her naked tits. I’d love to fuck her cleavage and cum all over her breasts.

I’d love to have a threesome with my aunt and with her lesbian lover. It’s too bad that she prefers women to men. I’d love to eat Christine’s bushy pussy before making love to her bushy pussy and fucking her bushy pussy.

Not even caring that she was more than twice my age, just as I’m sure that she could make me sexually very happy. I could make a woman like her very sexually happy, too. Only, even with my aunt and with my cousin, and even though Christine is alluringly tempting, I’d never cheat on my wife. The closest that I’ll ever come to having sex with my aunt, with my cousin, and with Christine is when masturbating myself while sexually fantasizing having sex with them. Only, alas, they’d never have sex with me.

Christine has a beautiful 24-year-old, daughter, Helen, named after her grandmother. Where most women her age dye their hair blonde, Helen didn’t. Happy with her hair color, she left her hair brown. She has beautiful, dark brown, long, lush hair. After reading a few of the love letters, I was sexually excited while imagining my Aunt Maureen having lesbian sex with Christine.

‘Wow,’ I thought. ‘My aunt is bi-sexual. She’s a licker instead of a sucker. I wouldn’t mind watching her having lesbian sex with Christine while I watched and masturbated myself. I wouldn’t mind having a threesome with my aunt and with Christine,’ I thought.

Who knew? I never would have thought that she was sexually attracted to women. Who knew? I never would have guessed that she had a longtime, lesbian lover.’

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Done painting, I decided to wash my clothes before leaving. I didn’t want to get paint on her furniture or on my car seat. Something that gave me an immediate erection, something that I always wanted to do with her there, I removed all of my clothes while pretending that my aunt was there watching me undress and strip naked. In the same way that my aunt was, I was naked, totally naked.

While wishing she was there to see me naked, I stripped myself naked in my aunt’s house. As soon as I removed my clothes, I had a huge erection. As if I owned the place, as if I lived there, I walked around her house while naked. In the way that I saw her without her clothes, I only wished my aunt was there to see me without my clothes. I wondered how she’d react if she saw me naked.

While waiting for my clothes to be washed and dried, I walked around her bedroom naked went through her clothes. In the way of a dog leaving their scent, I rubbed my naked prick all over my aunt’s beautiful clothes. Touching, feeling, and fondling her clothes, I imagined I was touching, feeling and fondling my aunt’s clothe body. Even with my aunt not home, it was thrilling for me to walk around her house and especially her bedroom naked while touching and feeling her things.

I only wished my aunt was there to see me naked and to see my naked, erect cock. Again, while wondering what her reaction would be, I’d love for her to catch me lying on her bed, masturbating myself, and cumming. I’d love to cum all over her clothes but I’d never do that. If I was to cum anywhere, I’d love to cum all over my naked aunt. I’d love to cum all over her face, across her naked tits, and in her pussy. Alas, relegated to cumming in a tissue, all I managed to do was to sexually frustrate myself.

In the process of masturbating myself while wearing my aunt’s pink, sexy robe, stroking myself faster and stroking myself harder, I was ready to cum. Not wanting to cum on her carpet or on her robe, I grabbed some tissues and pulled her robe back to expose the full length of my naked 8″ prick. While pretending she was there on her bed watching me masturbate myself, I was so horny that I couldn’t wait to cum while still in my aunt’s bedroom.

Then, hearing a noise, I stopped stroking myself to listen. Not hearing the noise again, I was unable to tell from where the noise emanated. Then, when I turned to face the bedroom doorway and looked up, my aunt was standing in her bedroom staring at my erect, naked prick. I was as embarrassed and ashamed; I was sexually excited. If it wasn’t enough that my aunt saw my naked, erect prick, she caught me masturbating while wearing her clothes.

‘My aunt saw me naked. She caught me masturbating myself. My beautiful and sexy Aunt Maureen, saw my erect, naked prick. She caught me wearing her pink robe. This has quickly gone from the best day of my life to the worst day of my life. Never have I felt as embarrassed and ashamed as I felt now.’

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She let out a dirty laugh.

“Don’t let me stop you,” said my aunt while staring at my erect, naked prick as if she had never seen an erect, naked prick before.

Not expecting her for a couple more hours, she was home early. I was so wrapped up on trying on her clothes, on reading her lesbian love letters, in looking at her lesbian, naked pictures, and on masturbating after seeing my aunt naked that I lost track of time. Embarrassed, I pulled her robe tighter around me to cover my naked prick.

“Take it off. Take off my robe. I don’t want you stretching it,” she said saying that as her excuse for me to strip myself naked.

Obediently obeying my aunt as if she was my Dominatrix, I removed her robe. I was naked. In the way that I had seen my aunt naked, my aunt was seeing me naked. As embarrassed as I was sexually excited, as if I had taken Viagra, which I didn’t need to take, I still had a huge erection that refused to dissipate. Instead of covering myself with my hand, I just stood there totally exposed in the way that she stood before me totally exposed and naked while talking to me.

Clearly knowing that I was trying on her things and wearing her clothes, she gave me a curious look. No doubt, she wondered if I was gay or just a crossdresser. She looked at her clothes off their hangers and spread all over her bed. Beyond embarrassed, I was humiliated that my aunt knew that I had been trying on her clothes and was a crossdresser. No one knew that I enjoyed wearing women’s clothes, especially women’s panties under my pants.

No doubt, she was probably thinking that I was gay, too. Only, I wasn’t gay. I loved women, especially women with big tits. Unless I was in prison and forced to blow another man, I’d never suck another man’s prick. I’d never allow a man to cum in my mouth and/or fuck me in my ass.

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“Please continue,” she said with a dirty laugh. “Don’t hide your cock from me. You should be proud of that big monster,” she said with another dirty laugh. “I was enjoying watching you masturbate yourself. Now, hoping you won’t deny me the sexual pleasure, if you’d be so sexually accommodating, I love to watch you cum,” she said. “Cum Brian, cum. Cum for Auntie Maureen. I want to watch you ejaculate a load of cum,” she said.

As if mocking me or, again, as if she was my Dominatrix, she was stern in her tone, almost angry. Telling me to continue to masturbate myself was more like an order than a request. Yet, somehow, as if she was, indeed, my Dominatrix, I knew that I needed to obediently obey her. To be honest, with me so submissive, I was afraid to disobey her. So as not to disappoint her and so as not to make her angry with me, I needed to continue masturbating myself. I needed to cum. I needed to cum for my Aunt Maureen.

Only, if I was going to cum, I’d love for her to take over and masturbate me. Instead of cumming in a handful of tissues, I wished I could cum in my aunt’s mouth. I wanted to cum all over her pretty face. I wanted to ejaculate a load of cum across her big, naked breasts. As if a dog marking my territory and leaving my markings, wishing I could give my aunt a cum bath, I wanted to watch cum dripping from my aunt’s hair, her nose, her chin, and her breasts.

“I’m curious to know. Were you masturbating over me? Were you masturbating over seeing me naked,” she asked while fondling her big breasts through her blouse and bra? “Were you surprised that I stripped myself naked in front of you,” she asked with a sexy laugh? “Were you sexually excited to see me without my clothes? Did I shock you by showing you my naked ass, my naked tits, and my naked pussy?”

Not even catching her breath, as if she had wondered about my answers all day, she asked me rapid fire questions. Not even looking at her, I hung my head in shame. Thinking that I’d be sexually excited for my aunt to catch me naked and masturbating myself, I felt embarrassed. I felt humiliated. I felt perverted, especially after she caught me wearing her clothes.

Not answering my aunt, I kept my thoughts to myself. If I was a man, a real man, a manly man, and a macho man I’d take my aunt in my arms and kiss her. If I was a man, when she had removed her clothes in front of me and was naked, I should have made my sexual move to seduce my aunt. I should have touched her and felt her everywhere while making out with her. I should have pushed her back on her bed and fucked her.

‘Yes, I was masturbating over you,’ I thought. ‘Yes, I was masturbating over seeing you naked. Yes, I was surprised that you stripped yourself naked in front of me. Yes, I was sexually excited to see you without your clothes,’ I thought. “I’m sorry that I didn’t act on that but with you my aunt and with me married, I was nervous. Truthfully, I was afraid that you’d reject me. I was afraid you’d tell my wife and/or my mother that I was in your bedroom naked, wearing your clothes, and masturbating.’

More embarrassed that I was caught trying on her clothes than her catching me masturbating, I was humiliated. Yet, I was sexually excited that my aunt not only saw my naked prick but also that she caught me stroking my cock. Instead of looking away, she stared at my naked prick. I couldn’t believe my bi-sexual aunt stared at my naked prick. Clearly, even though she had a sexual preference for women, she still liked men enough to stare at my naked dick.