Magic Wanda - Sex Stories

Magic Wanda

... contact. I didn’t say anything, I just held onto the towel, making sure it didn’t fall and that there was enough slack to gather above my crotch. As I got near her, I could smell her perfume. It was a wonderfully exotic smell, like nothing I’d smelt before. I sat on the edge of the bed in a trance, starring up at my alluring Aunt as she slowly danced closer and closer towards me. I leaned back a little, using my hands for support behind me on the bed. Aunt Wanda reached down and placed both her hands on my towel covered knees, prizing them apart, until my legs were spread. She pushed the towel up until it was gathered on my upper thighs and moved further forward so that she was stood directly above me. I was worried my cock was going to poke out from underneath the towel but she’d left enough just to cover it. I gulped in anticipation as she removed her blouse, slipping it back over her shoulders and letting it fall behind her onto the floor. She leaned over, her face once again inches from my own and ran her fingers slowly up the length of her stocking clad legs, over her stomach and up to her ample bosom that was desperately trying to escape over the top of her latex corset. She continued to sway and gyrate in time with the music as her hands explored her own body. Despite only wearing a towel round my waist, I felt so hot. My cock was now fully erect and I didn’t care if Aunt Wanda could see it underneath the towel. In fact, I wanted her to see it. I was overcome with ...

... lust and just wanted to reach out and touch her and for her to touch me. She leaned forward, her tits almost in my face as she whispered into my ear once again. Her hot breath gave me a tingling feeling and I squirmed a little as she spoke. “You know what the best thing about giving you the dance here is handsome?” “Err…no what’s that?” I stuttered, keeping perfectly still as Aunt Wanda’s hands rummaged through my hair. “We can make our own rules and I say touching is allowed.” She leaned back and moved away a little, her hands running back towards her over my hair, my face and my bare chest. It was as if her hands were magical, emitting the most wonderful feelings that my body had ever experienced. Jolts of pleasurable electricity surging through me everywhere she placed them. I let out a little moan and momentarily closed my eyes and tilted my head backwards. When I opened them, Aunt Wanda was smiling slyly, enjoying the effect she was having on me. She slowly rubbed her crotch up and down with her right hand and licked her lips at the same time. I desperately wanted to throw off my towel and grab hold of my rock hard cock and start stroking up and down in time with her movements. She stepped backwards a little and continued dancing teasingly to the music. When the song finished, I was desperately hoping the show wasn’t going to end there. Aunt Wanda paused for a moment to catch her breath. “Enjoying it so far baby?” So far? Yes, that meant more. “Uh huh,” I replied nodding ...