Magic Wanda - Sex Stories

Magic Wanda

... “I’ve only had one boyfriend since I left your Uncle Tommy. Real jerk he turned out to be too. Don’t know why I stuck with him as long as I did. ‘Spose I needed to get back on my feet and it was a rebound thing. Come on Ricky, how many?” I thought about lying to save my embarrassment but I knew she’d see right through it. I wasn’t very good at telling lies. “None,” I said quietly. “None? I don’t believe it. If I was your age and looking for a man, I’d be throwing myself at you. ” “It’s okay Aunt Wanda, you don’t have to try and make me feel better.” “I’m not. Usually when I dance for men in the club I don’t enjoy it. They’re usually ugly or old or leery or all three but I was really looking forward to dancing for you tonight. I thought you looked really handsome and nice. Well, I still am looking forward to dancing for you. If you still want me to.” I smiled at her. “Of course I want you to. The truth is, if you hadn’t have been my Aunt and had finished dancing for me, I’d probably be back at the bed and breakfast right now, err, you know, thinking about you. I like older women, and you’re by far the best looking woman that works in that club. That loser Gary should pay you for working there.” “I guess you just haven’t found the right girl yet right?” she said matter of factly. “I bet you’re one of those guys that are super choosy about the company he keeps.” “Yeah, you could say that. Not that I’ve had a lot to choose from. I’m really nervous round girls. I never know what ...

... to say and I always think they’ll think I’m stupid or ugly or something. So, I hardly ever talk to any girls, let alone go out with them.” “Just sounds like you need a bit of a confidence boost that’s all. I’ll see if I can help.” “Aunt Wanda, you’ve been brilliant to me and the lads tonight. I’m guessing I can talk to you about anything right?” “Yes, of course. In fact I’d really like you too. I’ve missed having someone who confides in me over the years. I think we can trust one another. You aren’t going to tell anyone back home that you saw me or where you saw me are you?” She’d asked me that once already earlier and I knew it was important to her. I never would have said anything but out of desperation and jealousy of Dave, Ringo and every other guy my age currently ‘getting some’, I saw a way of taking advantage of the situation. “Well, that ties in with what I was going to talk to you about.” “Go on,” she said looking across at me with a curious look on her face. “I’m a virgin Aunt Wanda.” I paused to catch my breath and Aunt Wanda’s reaction. She didn’t seem that surprised. “Thing is, it’s driving me mad. I want to lose my virginity.” “Oh, I see,” she said looking concerned. “Yeah, and well, I won’t say anything to anyone if you can speak to one of your friends or lodgers or someone who’ll be understanding and let me make love to them.” Aunt Wanda was quiet for a moment and looked a bit disappointed. Her eyes wandered from the road, back to me and I was relieved to see ...