Magic Wanda - Sex Stories

Magic Wanda

... stopped next to the second door along. Aunt Wanda fell back on to it, breathing heavily. Her gaze never left mine I wandered what was going through her mind. I wanted to lean forward and kiss her but I knew it was wrong and I felt that my night might end there if I tried anything. My heart started beating faster as Aunt Wanda continued to stare lustfully at me and raised her finger, beckoning me towards her. Maybe she wanted to kiss me too. I stepped slowly towards her. She reached out for my cheek and pulled me in closer, our faces getting nearer by the second. Suddenly, she pulled her head round to the side of mine and whispered into my ear. “I have a surprise for you inside here,” she said huskily. I could feel her breasts pushing against my chest and was sure she could feel my hardness against the flat of her stomach. Just as I thought I may cum right there and then, she opened the door with her free hand and fell away backwards, breaking free from me and following the door as it opened. I stood, frozen to the spot for a moment, wondering how much more of this torment I could take before pulling myself together and following her inside. I was immediately greeted by the sight of Aunt Wanda’s beautiful rounded bottom sticking in the air as she bent forward to switch on a huge television screen housed on one of the four walls of the enormous bedroom. It sprang to life immediately and the screen was filled by a mass of buzzing and flickering. Aunt Wanda looked frantically ...

... round the room until suddenly exclaiming, “Ah, there it is.” She picked the remote control up from a pillow on the bed and aimed it at the gigantic monitor. The black, fuzzy screen was gone in an instant and replaced with the image of Dave and Ringo sat still on the sofa, watching Daisy and Poppy climb onto Aunt Wanda’s coffee table. I looked back at Aunt Wanda with a look of astonishment on my face. “Surprise indeed. Is it fair to say you have a bit of a voyeuristic streak in you Auntie?” I said cheekily. “I suppose you could say that. It’s actually a sophisticated security device, but as you can see, it comes in handy for one or two other things as well.” She grinned at me mischievously. I looked back at the screen and the view suddenly flicked from looking at the back of Dave and Ringo’s heads to a side view at a lower angle. “Enjoy the show sweetheart,” said Aunt Wanda. “I’m just going to refresh by taking a shower, then I’ll come and give you that dance I promised.” “What time will your friend come?” I asked trying not to sound too eager. “I think she’ll be ready for you in about an hour,” she replied. “If you need to use the bathroom, there’s one en suite through that door there.” With that, Aunt Wanda left the bedroom and I was left alone. I sat for a couple of minutes starring at the screen but not really taking in the erotic scene unfolding before me. I had too many thoughts whizzing through my head. Was I doing the right thing, first of all letting Aunt Wanda strip for ...