Aunt Virginia - Sex Stories

Aunt Virginia

... always too young? When will I be old enough?" She looked thoughtful. "Well, I always said that when a c***d was old enough to ask the questions and understand the answers, they were old enough. I guess you are old enough, I was wrong. Come here." I didn't know what to expect. I stepped closer, and she reached to unfasten the waistband of my shorts, then slid them down my hips. She pulled my briefs down, and looked at my pecker, which was standing up, proud of the attention. She cupped it in her hand, gently pulling me still closer. "Does this feel good?" I could only nod. Using her other hand, she pulled her skirt up to her waist, showing me that she was not wearing panties. She spread her legs and let me see the inside of her pussy. It was damp and red. There was a small wet spot on the bedspread where she had been sitting. "Do you know what it means when a woman's pussy is wet like this?" I nodded. "It means that she is excited. I got excited by thinking about you and Ginny." "But you said Ginny is too young." "I did, and I still think she is, but I visualized her sucking on your prick, and that made me excited. Would you like me to suck on your prick?" I nodded. "Sure!" "Well you get up here," she patted the bed beside her. As I sat on the edge of the bed, she slipped to her knees between my legs. She ...

... never let go of my pecker the whole time, and as soon as we were settled in place, she pursed her lips and sucked my pecker into her mouth. She did it different than Aunt Virginia. She sucked harder, and her tongue pressed against the bottom of my cock over and over again, making me feel a little bit faint. She cupped my balls in her hand, squeezing them gently as she sucked, but never put them in her mouth. It was different, but it felt good, and I came in short order, feeling the now-familiar warmth growing inside me until I dropped to lay flat on the bed. When I was through coming, she relinquished her custody of my cock. "We will find out what you know about licking pussy another time," she informed me. "Now get dressed, and remember, I don't want to hear of you doing anything like this with Ginny. Okay?" I smiled. "Okay" I agreed. "But Mom?" "What, honey?" "When will Ginny be old enough?" "I guess we have to use the same rule we just used for you. When she is interested and understands, she'll be old enough. But I don't want you pushing her. She needs to do it by herself, okay?" I agreed. After all, it seemed that I would have a willing partner in my mother, and I knew that on the occasions when I was alone with Aunt Virginia I could count on some sex, so for an eight year old, I was doing pretty good.