Chat with aunty now
Gill and I had plans to explore and be out all day and mum and Carol were happy that we were old enough to look after ourselves, Aunty Carol would be at work all day anyway and uncle Jeff worked away all week so it was just going to be the three of us until the weekend with mum coming back on the Saturday of the end of the 2 weeks to stay over and take us home on the Sunday.Now Aunty Carol was very similar to mum in her ways and posh mannerisms but not similar in her looks or stature, where mum is very petite with short dark hair, green eyes, slim waist and pert round breasts Aunty Carol was taller, more voluptuous and had Auburn hair, bordering on the red if you ask me but ask any woman and its Auburn; however Aunty Carol also possessed a wonderful full chest of big, heavy breasts.Unlike most of my friends I had recently turned 18 years of age and to my growing concerns I was still a virgin, I'd been with a few girls and had many a kiss, fumble and a finger but not actually "Done it".As you can imagine my hormones were in overdrive and my dick was in a constant state of erection and so masturbating 2 or 3 times a day wasn't unusual, what might be a little unusual compared to the rest of my friends was the main object of my desires and the focal point of my fantasies wasn't Sarah Curtis or Mandy Carter the local stunners but was in fact my own mother.
This got my pulse racing and my imagination raging with horny thoughts, thoughts about the many times now I'd seen her in her underwear, the times I was able to see her in the bath as she bathed with the door slightly ajar.
I couldn't help but question to myself why these things happened when they did or if it was just the fact that they had similar traits and personalities, they were close after all so why wouldn't they be similar and let's face it, it could be that my dirty mind was just be a little bit too imaginative.
However I kept coming back to the same thought, and that was that mum and her sister knew exactly what they were doing and maybe, just maybe they both enjoyed the sexual excitement of teasing me to such a high level or sexual tension Gill and I went back out after tea with the instruction to be home before dark and around 10pm we stumbled in with a giggle and a laugh, we'd been down to the park and went on the boating lake for most of the evening and had some really good fun together.
I was a little disappointed that over the next hour or so there was no innuendo, no obvious signs of anything naughty in her mind and nothing at all spoken about what she had seen and commented on this morning, then it dawned on me; Gill was around.
Just like those times with mum when anything in the slightest way naughty happened it never happened when other people were around.
Gill and I were sent off to bed and I lay there for the next 15 minutes masturbating with mum and Carol in my thoughts, sounds of their laughter emanating through the floorboards only enhances this particular experience and as always I projected ropes of hot white cum all over my tummy.