1. Magic Wanda


    Date: 12/11/2014, Categories: Taboo, Voyeur, Author: kap007, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    room. I sat down in the comfortable chair provided and waited nervously for Honey. I was twiddling with my thumbs when I heard the curtain move. I looked up to see Honey’s rear as she was pulling the curtain back across. She was wearing an open backed tight fitting gold coloured dress. Like all the other dancers, it was obvious she was wearing no bra and her legs were bare. She had on matching gold coloured high heels with criss-crossing ties round her ankles. She turned round and I froze. I was certain the woman I was starring at was my Aunt Wanda. I hadn’t seen Aunt Wanda in about eight years but even after all that time, I was sure it was her. My head was spinning. Had she recognised me? Would she recognise me now? Should I say anything? What the hell was she doing here? She looked fantastic, that was for sure. Definitely not out of place amongst the younger girls we’d been watching. If she had walked in and I hadn’t known her, I would have been delighted. I used to see her quite often when I was little, and I remembered fantasising about her quite a lot when I reached the age of ten or eleven. She always used to wear short skirts and tight tops and looked fantastic in a bikini. I used to try and visit as much as possible in the summer. She and Uncle Tommy didn’t have any k**s, but they had an outdoor pool, which was a rarity in England. She also spoke to me like an adult, not a little k** like the rest of the f****y used to do. I liked her even more because of that. All ...
    of a sudden, when I was eleven, she disappeared. My Mum told us she’d split with my Uncle Tommy, there had been some complications and we probably wouldn’t be seeing them any more. Even though she was Mum’s s****r and I was sad when she told me, I never questioned it. I don’t suppose you do at that age. She continued to walk towards me, smiling, wiggling her hips, her massive breasts swinging beneath her glamorous dress. She turned her back to me and bent over, showing me her shapely behind. She slowly lifted her dress until I could see the whole of her backside apart from the thin sliver of gold resting in the crack of her ass. She shook her hips from side to side, her backside a matter of inches from my face, giggled and stood again, letting her dress fall back to her knees. I still couldn’t speak. I could feel the sweat on my back and underarms and I must have had a look of terror on my face. The music seemed to be getting louder and was pounding in my head. Then she spoke and I knew without any doubt at all that it was definitely her. “Pammy told me you were a hot young thing, but she didn’t tell me you were this hot,” she whispered in my ear, emphasising the word ‘this’. She was leaning forward, continuing to gently gyrate to the music. I couldn’t believe my ears and realised she had no clue who I was. I was busy ogling down the front of her dress at her wonderful breasts when she stood up and stepped back, ready to remove her clothing. I suddenly got a grip and snapped ...
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