Aunt Anne and Her Friends Ch. 01 - Sex Stories

Aunt Anne and Her Friends Ch. 01

... her bra. As well as her enthralling small breasts there had also been the sight of her lovely legs. Due to her horse riding they were well toned rather than thin. They looked strong. And they were long, too. The next day, she mentioned a party that some friends of hers were having that coming Saturday, and asked if I would like to go with her. I tried to sound enthusiastic, but the truth was that, whilst not exactly reclusive, I don't really enjoy parties where I don't know anybody -- especially if, as this one sounded, there would be nobody my own age there. Intriguingly, she seemed rather evasive about the whole thing, simply saying that it was more of a social evening than a party, with just six people present. She said she was sure I would enjoy the company of her friends. Oddly she seemed both a bit embarrassed and a bit amused as she said it. I asked no more about it. ____________________ When the evening came around I got ready and waited downstairs. Aunt Anne eventually appeared and I got quite a shock. She was wearing an orangey-red dress that reached her knees. Unusually for her, it fitted her quite tightly. It hugged her narrow hips and flat belly, and its tightness made appealing creases radiate diagonally down over her stomach and hips from where the material was gathered in at the waist. As she moved, her tight dress stretched and tautened sensually across her body. The movement of her thighs was restricted by the length and tightness of her dress, causing her ...

... to walk in a slightly exaggerated and mincing way, and the fabric clung fleetingly to her crotch and thighs in a very enticing way as she did so. Her face was made up, but subtly, and looked quite natural, and her dark-straw coloured hair was held up on her head in a large grip. I had already &#034noticed&#034 her several days earlier, but now she actually looked hot! Her legs were bare and her red stilettos emphasised her their well-toned shape and the movement of her hips deliciously. Tonight the small size and the shape of her small breasts were clearly shown by her dress. The neckline was cut quite low, but she showed no cleavage due to the smallness of her boobs. She was obviously wearing a bra, maybe even one that pushed her small breasts up and made them look a bit bigger than they really were. Her collarbone showed quite prominently and her skin was pale. The sight was enthralling. I struggled to tear my eyes away. She must have noticed, as she was beaming at me. Her eyes were bright, and emphasised by her subtle eyeliner and mascara. She had a carrier bag in her hand. &#034Wow, Auntie -- you look -- lovely,&#034 I said fumblingly. I knew that I was blushing. She smiled. &#034Thanks, love. You look good in that black shirt -- if I was twenty years younger I'd say you looked hot, in fact! Anyway -- shall we go?&#034 &#034Yes, Auntie, fine.&#034 She picked up another bag she had filled earlier with some party snack foodstuff but only a couple of cartons of fresh fruit ...