Magic Wanda - Sex Stories

Magic Wanda

... mumsy voice, “we’ve only just met. I don’t kiss anyone on a first date.” “Sorry,” he offered, “I didn’t mean to offend you.” “You didn’t,” she said winking at him, “just make sure you make me moan and groan as much as Daisy over there.” With that, she undid her belt and pulled her coat apart. Her breasts were more pert than daisy’s and her nipples already firm. I could just make out the red outline of her knickers. She definitely had no skirt on. “Turn round,” said Dave. Poppy did as he requested and he coolly pulled her coat from her shoulders and started gently massaging her neck and upper back. He received two sighs of pleasure from Poppy for his efforts and as she rolled her head back, he moved his hands forward and down her arms and round to her breasts. He ran his fingers over them and cupped them from underneath, pulling them upwards. He took her nipples between his thumb and forefinger and gently rolled them while continuing to hold her boobs. “Oh David, that’s perfect. Mmm, yeah. Looks like Wanda picked us a couple of studs out tonight. Isn’t that right Daisy honey?” “Sure is sweetheart,” she replied in between moans. “Oh boy,” continued Poppy, “is that a rifle you have in your pocket young man?” I was suddenly snapped out of my voyeuristic trance by the sound of Aunt Wanda laughing out loud. I turned round to look at her and saw that she was looking in her rear view mirror at the action in the back. She then looked directly at my crotch with one eyebrow raised. ...

... “Looks like he isn’t the only one with a stiffy,” she said nodding at me. My hands immediately lowered to cover my tented trousers and I could feel my cheeks reddening yet again. “Sorry,” I offered bowing my head and not looking at Aunt Wanda. “What the hell are you sorry for? If it makes you feel any better, I’m pretty much soaking between my legs after listening to all that hot chat back there. Here look.” With that, Aunt Wanda slipped her left hand a short way up her skirt and moments later her finger re-appeared, glistening under the passing street lamps as we glided through the night. She brought it closer to me and I wasn’t sure how to react. The smell was strong and unusual to me. It was much nicer than I’d imagined it would be. “Wow,” was all that I could manage. Aunt Wanda pressed the button to blacken the dividing screen and cut the sound from the back. “How come you’re so up tight about all this? Is it me?” asked Aunt Wanda. “No, of course not. Not really. It’s just a weird situation isn’t it?” “Do you find me attractive Ricky?” “Yeah, course I do. I have since I was about nine or ten. I couldn’t believe it when I saw you tonight. You’re stunning Aunt Wanda.” “Have you got a girlfriend?” she continued. “No,” I replied. I didn’t want to admit to that, even to Aunt Wanda. “Have you had many girlfriends?” she said raising her eyebrow for the second time in as many minutes. “Aunt Wanda,” I protested. “Come on Ricky, I’d like to know.” I didn’t answer and so she carried on. ...