Auntie Jean and Uncle John live in a big house in the country. Both Alan and I have been going there for our summer breaks for as long as we can remember. Auntie Jean is Daddy's little sister and married Uncle John quite young. He's something big in entertainment but he never went into much detail, we just knew he made big money out of it.
Alan and I arrived late in the afternoon after a long train ride. Uncle John picked us up from the station and drove us through to the house. Auntie Jean was waiting at the door when we arrived. She's in her early thirties and trim with it. Uncle John is a bit older and quite fit. They're both great fun.
We had dinner and I decided to go to bed early for a good rest after the journey Auntie Jean said she'd come and tuck me in a bit after I had time to get ready.
I went upstairs and got undressed putting on my long tee shirt and leaving my panties on as I always do. I snuggled into the nice big soft bed and started thinking about the morning, about Daddy and the bathroom session. I was just starting to consider slipping my hand inside my panties when there was a soft knock on the door and Auntie Jean came in. She had got changed and wore only a short silky kimono type gown. Her large breasts underneath were gently undulating as she walked across the room and came and sat on the bed. As she did so the kimono fell open a little at the top revealing most of her left breast.
My own breast being still under construction, as it were, were only very small and her firm, conical breast held a strange fascination. She saw me looking but pretended that she hadn't.
She leaned over and kissed me on the forehead, revealing even more of her left tit. The nipple was amazing. It was very thick and round, the kind that are almost erect all the time. It brushed against my chest as she leaned forward and I felt a pang in my tummy that I'd felt not too long before. I chose to ignore it.
She gave me a long hug and told me how much she missed us both. By pulling me forward my face was buried in amongst the flesh of her breasts. My mouth was licking distance from her left nipple. All I had to do was just stick my tongue out and ...
It was as if she'd read my mind or at least made my mind up for me. She pulled me closer still talking softly to me. My lips brushed her nipple and almost instinctively I sucked it between my lips and ran my tongue against it. She gasped but didn't move so I continued, licking it softly with my tongue, curling around it and pressing my lips hard onto it.
Her gasping became a slight moan and her hand worked around to the front of my tee shirt and she softly started caressing my own small hard breasts. We kept this up for a good few minutes. I dared not move, dreading what she'd say when we broke the spell.
Eventually she pulled back and laid me slowly back onto the bed. Her hand slowly slipped down my body stroking my stomach and around the edges of my panties. Her fingers slipped under the elastic and down to my pussy. She gently spread my pussy lips with her two outer fingers whilst her middle finger gently probed the edge of my moist hole. Her finger worked up my slit and circled around my hard clit making me gasp with pleasure.
"Would you like me to make you cum, darling." She said matter-of-factly.
I just opened my mouth but nothing came out. I nodded. She smiled and pushed my panties down with me lifting my bum off the bed to help her. Parting my legs at the knees she slowly slipped her hands up my thighs until they rested either side of my tingling slit. Her right hand moved back up my body, under my tee shirt and started brushing over my stiff little nipples whilst her left hand slid over my hot smooth slit.
One slender finger slowly entered my hot wet cunt and inched its way upwards, back down then up again in a fucking motion. I moaned softly. "Oh Auntie, that's lovely."
"Enjoy it sweetheart. I want to give you pleasure. I want to make you cum on my fingers little darling. Cum for me sweetie, don't hold back."
I started to push back against her probing finger, lifting my hips at the same time. "Oh Auntie. Two fingers please. Push two fingers in me and I'll cum all over your hand."
Auntie Jean complied, pushing a second finger into my tight, wet hole quite forcefully. I gasped and moaned with delight as she started to stretch my cunt muscles, working her fingers in faster and faster. At the same time telling me what she wanted. "Come on Sam, come for your Auntie Jean. Fuck my fingers like a cock. Pretend they're a nice big cock fucking your tight little hole. Cum for me, baby. Cum, cum, cum."
Her words were almost a chant willing my body to orgasm. It was enough and pushed me over the edge. "Auntie Jean, I'm going to .. I'm going .. Oh, god I'm cumming Auntie. Yes, fuck me, fuck me. Nrrraaaah."
Her fingers twisted and pumped in my pussy as my orgasm threw me around. She held me as steady as she could with her right hand as the fingers on her left slowed down as my orgasm subsided.
"Lie on your tummy." She commanded.
I did the best I could and she helped roll me over. I felt her hand down my back, soothing, caressing. Then, her right hand pulled at my arse cheeks holding them apart as the fingers, still slick and slippery from my pussy rubbed hard against my pucked anus. I felt a finger slide in a little way, then further, and some more until it was far up inside my tight arsehole. I pushed back, raising my bum in the air. The finger couldn't go any deeper and Auntie Jean pulled back a bit before ramming it back up inside again.
Her fast pumping movements in my anus brought my receding orgasm back in full force. Just as it hit a second finger joined the first sliding deep into the recesses of my bumhole, then pumping madly.
It all seemed over far too soon. I felt Auntie pulling my panties back on and smoothing down my hair, once again soft and gentle.
"Sleep soundly now Sam. We'll talk in the morning." The words slowing dying away as she slipped out of the room.
I must have fallen asleep for a while. When I awoke the house was quiet, or it seemed to be for a while. I was trying to work out whether Auntie masturbating me was a dream or not until my hand ventured between my legs to the damp spot on my panties and the familiar feel of a recently penetrated anus.
I got up and went down the corridor to see if Alan was awake. I didn't know if I was going to tell him or not especially as the only sympathy I'd probably get is his stiff dick poking at me.