1. Young Nephew


    Date: 2/4/2015, Categories: Taboo, Voyeur, Author: kap007, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    non-acknowledgement of Tristan's swimsuit and his apparent reluctance to join in. Despite her initial reservations about public nudity and a clothing-optional beach, especially with f****y, over the course of the afternoon and after enough wine, her natural reserve began to give way to a sort of happy and confident hedonism. Simply put, the group nudity began to turn her on. She took a special delight in feeling Tristan's eyes upon her; catching him stealing a look at the dark delta between her legs. Though she was loathe make assumptions, the thought that such a beautiful young boy might find her even remotely sexually attractive gave her an additional shiver of excitement. In truth, whether she knew it or not, despite her body's imperfections and battles with age -- the encroachment of cellulite, the slightly less buoyant breasts, the wide hips, bigger behind, and fleshier arms and thighs -- the fact was, Doris was still a very voluptuous and desirable-looking woman; a fact that was not lost on the young man in her midst. Looking around, Doris felt an uncomfortable pang of jealousy whenever someone, usually a woman or a group of women, took notice of her handsome nephew. She decided to take her mind off it all, and to clear her head a bit after the wine, by going for a walk along the beach. She got up and, brushing sand from her behind, announced her intentions to her prone, sunbathing companions. She had just started off when she heard Tristan sidle up beside her. "Auntie ...
    Doris, is it okay if I come with you?" "Of course, sweetie" It was more than okay; though his presence was beginning to make her feel a little like a silly school girl. She sighed at the slightly humiliating thought that she might have developed a crush on a mere boy. What WAS now clear was that she lusted mightily after his young body; and even what most women would surmise -- though still concealed by his swimsuit -- was a dangerously and prohibitively large weapon. Despite feeling more and more at ease at the beach that day, it still felt a little strange (albeit exhilaratingly so) to be brazenly walking along the beach in the nude. And they made quite a pair -- she, with heavy breasts heaving and swaying as she made her way through the hot sand; her hips and ripe, fleshy behind rising and falling; he, with his brief, overtaxed swimsuit restraining a young male sex the size of a small, boneless arm. After walking quite a ways -- far along down the beach -- and feeling a little overwhelmed by the intense Spanish sun, the two of them took refuge under a canopied, outdoor stand-up shower that was right on the beach. There were half a dozen nozzles, in sets of two, and they gladly stepped into the shade under a couple to drench themselves in the cool, revivifying waters. "You've got sand all over your back of your swimsuit, darling" observed Doris aloud. She turned Tristan so that the water hit his back; brushing sand from the bright white material with her hands. His bum was ...
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