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A Loving Aunt letting him inside

I was writing this story at my computer, and as usual, I was devoid of certain articles of intimate clothing, I was actually in my housecoat and totally nude under it. You of course, as most of you already know, as to my self confession and my state of mind, when I converse with you about sex, I am usually horny and wet, part typing and part masturbating, my gown open and my legs also, with my ankles on the desktop and my bum on the edge of the seat, spread on the soft towelling, under it, as horny women do tend to suffer from secretions unintentionally. My dressing gown was on the verge of being removed, as the urge to fornicate with my fingers was building, but the door opened and I was caught mid-stream, my nephew had entered the room quietly, a beautiful young boy, a bit of a favourite if I am honest, but right now my body ached for relief, and he could not have entered at a more awkward moment. My ankles were floor bound and I had gathered my dressing gown down, and in between my legs, mid thigh, but my flank facing him was exposed, and as I was on my bare ass and the material was around it, he could see I was naked. I needed to rise up and tuck it under, but he was by my side before the thought of doing it entered my mind, I was in a classical caught moment, so I decided to brave it out. 'Good morning darling', I said unabashed, noting he was staring at the expanse of bared flesh on show. I started to type again and he looked into the screen as I started writing, ...

... 'What is that', he asked innocently, my eyes frantically scanning this page for anything sexual, but to my horror, he was pointing to my vagina, which became exposed as my dressing gown had opened-up, thanks to my decision not to pull it down, thank God I was shaved. I smiled and went into overdrive, my mind racing, 'Don't show alarm, explain it nicely', I was sitting trying to think of the best response, and again to my horror, I could feel the heat rising, 'Jesus Christ, he was looking at my swollen cunt, and it was turning me on, I was so horny, all sense of proprietary had left me'. I stopped typing this story and looked at him, putting my hand behind his head and stroking him, 'It's my little Pee Pee', I said thickly, as he just stared at it, my swollen clitoris was sticking out crying for attention, my swollen labia glistened with my vaginal secretions, my inner thighs revealing my constant thigh squeezing as my warm juice bathed my urgency and need for cock so vividly. I sat frozen as he placed his small hands on my warm fleshy thighs, my instinctive reaction was to stop him before he ventured into dangerous territory, and it required a man to finish the job, but I shamefully enjoyed his touch and gushed a little more between my legs. All of a sudden my need overcame my sense of decency and propriety, his little finger was tracing a line in my vaginal secretion, all the time he inched closer and closer to my clitoris, the tease of it as he crept closer was mind blowing, I ...