Magic Wanda - Sex Stories

Magic Wanda

... up for air. It was a fantasy come true and after a minute or so of kissing, I dared to slowly move my hands down and over her shapely ass. Like the rest of her, it felt incredible and I started to grow in confidence as Aunt Wanda let out a little moan as I firmly massaged her exposed buttocks. We were back near the bed when the record ended and we gently broke away from our kiss. We didn’t speak as Aunt Wanda got on it without letting go of my hand and tugged at me to follow her. I got on and lay at the side of her so that we were facing each other. “Aunt Wanda, I feel funny.” I said, immediately regretting opening my mouth. Why couldn’t I just enjoy things? “What do you mean sweetheart” she said stroking my face. “Have you had too much to drink or something?” “No. I mean this. I can’t believe its happening. It’s amazing. You’re amazing. My heart feels like it’s gonna beat itself out of my chest. I’m tingling all over and I think…I think I’m falling in love with you.” I looked away from her as the words left my mouth. She continued to stroke my face and didn’t say anything until I looked back at her. She was still smiling. She looked happy. “That’s the nicest thing any man has said to me in the last ten years Ricky. You’re making your old Aunt feel very special. Let’s just enjoy the night and keep this a secret between ourselves. I may not see you for a long time after tonight and you’ll meet someone your own age before you know it.” “I won’t. I never will. I don’t want to ...

... anymore.” I stopped talking then, realising that I sounded like a whiny k**. Just the type of k** whose image I had desperately been trying to shake for the last few years. Aunt Wanda kissed me on the forehead and I buried my head in her bosom for a while, letting her mother me. It felt safe and warm. It was right where I wanted to be, and stay, forever. I pulled away after what seemed a short time but was probably about ten minutes. “You okay now?” she asked as I looked back at up at her. I nodded. “What about your friend?” I asked. “I don’t think I could now. I don’t think I want to.” “What friend?” asked Aunt Wanda puzzled. “The one that you managed to get hold of who’d let me, you know, don’t make me say it Aunt Wanda.” The frown on her face slowly disappeared as I spoke. “Oh, that friend. She won’t be coming after all.” “Why not? How do you know? You haven’t spoken to anyone?” “There never was a friend you fool.” “What do you mean there never was a friend, you said you had someone in m…” I stopped mid sentence as it suddenly dawned on me. Aunt Wanda was right, what a fool. “You? You’re going to let me make love to you?” “Stop saying that Ricky.” She moved her hands and held my face lightly, running her thumbs across my cheeks as she spoke. “I want to make love to you. Here, feel how much I want to.” She grabbed my hand and guided it down to her knickers. I’d never even so much as touched a woman’s pussy before and became a little apprehensive, wondering if I’d do it right. ...