1. Seeing What I Could See Chapter 8


    Date: 8/6/2015, Categories: Mature, Taboo, Author: thighfan, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    SEEING WHAT I COULD SEE CHAPTER 8 Yet another story of fantasy based on a shred of fact. A young man's relationship with his beautiful full-figured middle-aged, almost senior aunt in the time of the late 1960's, early 1970’s. Based on conversations with this woman late in her life...maybe these adventures could have been true if I had been a little bolder. It was now the summer before my senior year of college and my Auntie “A” and I were beginning our 7th year of sexual encounters. We both had seasonal jobs at a local food processing plant that provided good paying jobs for college students and others. About 600 women worked there in 3 shifts as did about 200 men. The women were ranged in age from 18 to nearly 70, all sizes and shapes, pretty to homely and a good share of BBW’s too. All the women wore white uniforms that with some age and multiple washings became almost transparent from the back revealing every strap and panty line. This made for much speculation among us college boys at lunch break. I had a job as a warehouse clerk and had cause to walk through the processing area a couple times a day where the women toiled. I always admired “A” as I approached her work station checking out her ample curves and big shapely legs. One afternoon in particular I stopped for a brief chat.”You haven’t some to see me for awhile, “J” she said. “You know your uncle won’t be home until way after dark tonight, what do you think?” I answered, “I think I’ll come by about 4:30, OK?” ...
    “Fine with me,” she said, I be cleaned up and waiting.” My mind began to race with anticipation as it had been several weeks since our last encounter. After work I went home cleaned up and headed out as my Mom asked where I was going…”To Auntie “A’s” I said. “Good nephew you are helping her out around the house and yard,” Mom replied. I thought to myself, if you only knew. I drove the mile and a half to “A’s” house wonder how I would find her…clothed, not likely, partially nude, maybe, fully nude…good chance. I walked in through the garage pausing to check out the new larger shower in the outside bathroom, and walked inside to the kitchen. I noticed an open bottle of wine on the counter with two or three glasses missing out of it…fun times are on the horizon. I heard Auntie come out of her room into the hall…fully naked and moving quickly toward me 38D’s swinging, those full soft thighs rippling, her jelly roll belly quivering and arms stretched out to welcome me. She grabbed my face and started to kiss me almost violently sucking my face! “I need you so, she exclaimed, pressing her unfettered bust against my chest. My arms caressed her broad, straight back drawing her closer to me, I let my hands roam down to grab at the twin hemispheres of her broad behind. “You like this old body, don’t you?” she asked. “What’s not to like!” I answered. Even when I was very young I would watch her move and wonder what her body looked like…it took awhile, but I finally found out and I don’t ...
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