A Story By Dan Chucks…
It is a pity I have been telling you this story without saying what day it is. Well, I am kinda sorry about that. Today is a Monday here. Do not know what date it is as you read this story but, just try to think today is a Monday. And yea, I also have not said who I am.
Well, I said a little about myself back there but, let me kinda say more. I am Daniel by name. I don’t think my surname is that important. I don’t think. So I am Daniel. You should call me Danny though. Just a way of being benevolent and saving you the trauma of stressfully calling out the real thing continuously.
Guess you usually end up very aggravated whenever you opt for the later. (Smiles). Well, I have just made up so feel better. That said. So…I am an undergraduate of Physics from the University of Nigeria. I am Ibo although my mum is an Efik. I am tall. Just a little shy of six feet. Handsome. Good-looking. Although I don’t know how these two are different. Rather athletic, I cannot remember the last time I jogged around my dad’s parking lot though, so I assume the fitness is more like hereditary than developed.
I am light skinned but not fully fair. So kinda in a fix on that one. I don’t have a girl. Now, don’t ask me why. Just flow with the story, after all, that is why you are reading it. You can make the first move, if you are a girl though. That aside, thank you. I assume that says it all for me. Or, am I forgetting something? Oh! Okay, Just remembered; my favourite colour is torques blue.
How absurd anyway but that’s that, I also prefer girls that are older than myself. Most especially when they are in their late twenties or thirties. Well, if you just stopped loving me because of this last one, you can move one. I have never complained about being disliked. No hard feelings.
Having defined myself for you, guess we can now return to the story. I know all those were still part of the story but I mean let’s return to the real story. Yea, the real story, It all began exactly two weeks ago. A Monday. Therefore exactly a week today. Mum had told me that Annarose was going to visit us and she was coming the following day, Tuesday.
She was to spend not less than three weeks with us and how pleasant that looked from the start. I know that the more reason why I was happy about the coming of Anna is that fact that she is my favourite but I must still confess that before then, I had gradually started having certain inexplicable feelings for her.
I have not said I was interested in fucking her (guess, your very corrupt thoughts had already said so to you) but I cannot deny that I was not increasingly finding her very attractive. She is a very similar type of woman to my mum. Far from large in size but with this body that just appears sufficient in places you would want and expect. She usually wears braids that are normally bold on her face.
Her neck is slender, even and tall, and meets her nicely streamlined shoulder blades just at the middle of the frame. Her arms are slender too and smoothly round all the way to her elbow. You wouldn’t find lots of flesh there though. Her boobs are just simply indispensible! They look so so so round and curvy that I most times usually fail to explain just how they are connected to her chest judging from the fact that they endlessly seem like they are both standing on their own accords.
Her nipples are the nozzles to the two balls and appear ever erect. She is just breathtaking up there. However, her hip and her ass are just the main reasons for my existence. They are absolute show-stoppers! She has a hip to be enslaved for. The two ends must be virtually a mile apart if measured but look far from disproportionate to her entire body size.
When she walks, it takes a calendar year for her entire back side to complete a full swing to and fro. Mehn! Now that is just where the problem is. Her ass! I don’t know how much of porn you watch but I have seen; on very few occasions though; asses that appear rather closer to the bearer’s upper hip than to her thighs. Annarose’s ass just looks like that.
Simply hanging on nothing while equally so pointed to the rear and boldly round! She just was a direct route to sin. Mum had told me that Uncle Dee Dee only dated her for a month and got settled with her. Wonder who wouldn’t do that with an ass like that. Well, mum looked quite similar if not for the ass and I guess you now understand why she is increasingly becoming attractive to me in spite of the fact that she is an aunt. I am an ass man, and there is little I can do about it.
It suddenly became Tuesday. Sorry I haven’t narrated to you how I spent the remainder of Monday. I am too busy to. But just know that I had a pretty decent night rest. I didn’t think of Aunt Annarose though. I just didn’t do any foolish thing like that. I just prayed to God and slept and yea, I go to church dumbass.
So here we are now on Tuesday. We spent the first eleven hours of the new day in preparation for Anna. Mum had called to ask her if she wished to be picked from the Akanu Ibiam international airport but she said no. She claimed to have made her plan so we had to keep waiting. I wanted to wait all she wished but…well, not like wait without doing anything.
So I got busy, I resumed gaming! I had just won the UEFA Super Cup with Levante on Football Manager Soccer simulator that morning (how impossible it will be in real life situation though. But you just had the name: Soccer Simulator!).
Now I was up for the next challenge. However, it was while I had embroiled myself again in this that we heard a knock on the door. Well, it was just me who heard. Mum was indoors, so I walked to the door to open it and alas! there she was! Aunt Annarose in all her elegance and radiance. She was simply gorgeous that very morning!! She was wearing an elastic looking carton-brown gown with a beaded neck. It was very low cut and did little to conceal her very large boobs.
I saw myself tracing the inner sides down to the area around the undersides. I had an instant hard on!
“Come here Little D!”, she called out as I yelled my excitement. That is what she calls me. Now if your dumb head cannot still get why; her husband is Dee while I am D(anny). Guess you through? Cool. So, I laughed and embrace her when she did and she pulled me firmly into her bosom causing my entire chest to press into her voluptuously looking soft boobs.
I remained there for what seemed like decades as she kept asking me about myself. Now, I cannot say if I was the one who never wanted to get off the soft balloons or if she was just keeping the embrace longer than normal because I recall it was not until mum walked into the living room that we had a reason to break the embrace, she must have heard Anna’s laughter.
“Here she is!”, she started. Excitement all over her eyes. “You made us wait so long”
“Hahahaha. As though we would be going for a function together this morning?. Good morning Paula. You didn’t go to the office today?”. I had just collected her bags from her but I still noticed she had her left hand on my right buttocks as I made to go drop the bags. It wasn’t a grab; just a slight touch. Think straight man!
“No. Have some days off. How was your trip?”, mum started again
“Was fine. I left home late”
“Who drove you to this place from the airport?”
“Obinna”. (He is Dee Dee’s younger brother, don’t forget that).
“I was aware he is in Enugu so I asked him to come pick me. Just a way of seeing him again after a long while”. I was heading to the guestroom now, so barely heard what they were talking about. While I walked, I searched her bags.
I cannot really explain what it was I was searching for but I remember seeing the shocker of my life while doing so. Just inside the smaller inner pocket of the main handbag, I found a pink electric vibrator! If you watch porn as much as myself, you should know that there are vibrators that look a lot like dildos.
Well, that was exactly the kind I found in there. I was just too scared to feel the thoroughly ribbed toy. I only examined it right from inside the bag and then set her things aside after that but, the images of the bead-like designs that formed the mid section of the toy was never going to leave my head.
I nonetheless joined the others in the living room. Now, keeping the entire episode just in my mind was never going to be easy doing. I wonder how you yourself feel at this moment, reading this!
Dad soon knew about Aunt Annarose’s arrival. Mum made the call. I even had to call Chimma too. That is my sister’s name. Well, as always, she was not going to make it back soon. Her coy were on a tour somewhere around Ghana and wouldn’t be through anytime soon.
Well, I still had to tell her. Not like I was not aware she wouldn’t be making it back for aunt. Aunt too joined in the calls and soon all our relatives in the whole wide world (…well, not exactly world. Just Enugu and Abuja) knew she was in town.
As for me, my thought strictly refused to be distracted from the images of the vibrator I had seen! It even kept looking like I had only seen it a second ago. I was soon taking a decision to continuously begin inspecting the vibrator with the hope that I will catch it wet someday.
Yep, wet from Aunt Annarose’s sloppy pussy! Wonder who else’s pussy you were thinking it would be. In fact, thinking about this fact, only got me harder down there! No one was aware of what was playing through my head, not even mum. I doubted I was ever going to see Anna in the same light. I mean, she was my favourite Aunt, yea. No doubt but she has also been some kinda moral influence on me. The times she used to stay with us back then, she would always warn me against lots of things.
Sex, bad girls, pornography, alcohol, hard drugs, just name them. So most times I found myself trying to please her more than my own parents. You can now imagine what I felt like when I found the fat pink dildo vibrator in her bag. I was never going to remain the same.
I was already perceiving her as some kind of sex figure! Now I ain’t saying that owing a dildo around here was some kind of big thing. Not at all. Of course I have heard things about how sex toys were becoming very rampant in places like Abuja and Lagos. Even though Enugu should be the last on that queue, I wouldn’t say that was my cause for the sweet shock I had experienced.
Rather it was totally because of the explanation I had given earlier. Aunt Anna appeared too right to me to own a dildo. Pointblank!
As the day went by, mum kept engaging aunt in lots and lots of chit chat. I was gradually being isolated. Aunt had now changed into a new cloth. It was basically knickers but was designed like the old dungaree. In other words, it continued up to the neck so that you have an option of tying the slings around your neck.
However, it did not cover her back. So just her lower half down to her thigh, chest, belly and breast were covered. Well….if at this point, you still haven’t got the explanation…you can assume anything you want as the damn cloth.
After all, house cloths are house cloths. Now, back to the story. So as I said, I was continuously being slightly ignored. I had resumed my gaming while taking everything I have got to ogle aunt’s body. Since she was on knickers, her sitting meant her entire thighs were bare for all to see. Of course mum should find this normal as she is a lady but lord knows that I was being aroused seeing them.
Her thighs were so fleshy and round. And each time she adjusted in her seat, my eyes were caught in the undulating circular folds of the perfectly light skin! I was mesmerized! This was never going to happen to me few days ago since I never thought of Anna as a source of sexual pleasure.
“So how has study been Little D?” her question jolted me out of my seat as I never expected it. I was staring right at the side of her hip that had been pushed out as a result of her sitting. She must have caught me doing so although I wouldn’t say same for mum as she had engaged her attention by flicking through various TV channels.
“It’s….been fine”, I was stuttering. “We are on vacation”
“Really? Should be your final year now, right?”
“Yea. Exactly”, obviously proud of being so
“Wow! That’s big! You are now a grown man Little D! You should be called Big D now” she was looking at mum while saying so by way of emphasis
I only grinned endlessly. Flashing my eyes at her and mum doing so.
“Come here let me carry you a little! You ain’t the Little D I know anymore” she was grinning widely and spreading her legs in anticipation of my coming.
Now don’t ask me if I accepted to be lapped. And don’t ask me how shy I was accepting so as well. Believe you me, if you were in my shoes too you would definitely be grabbing the offer with both hands. Wonder how I am expected not to take the privilege of entirely soothing my hard done self with the soft skins of the bosom of such a gorgeous woman.
So…I was sitting on her laps in barely a second later; beaming from ear to ear. I am nineteen years old. Yes. But that isn’t going to count on this one! As she continued talking about how I had gained weight and stuff, I let my eyes linger on her partly exposed boobs. They looked like they were going to spill from the cloth she was wearing. I can’t still tell if mum saw me doing this back then. That matters little.
Danny has a blog (quite-lewd.blogspot.com) where he writes very erotic stories.
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