Date: Fri, 9 Nov 2012 09:00:34 +0100
From: Amy Redek <adultreading@gmail.com>
Subject: Uncle and Aunt. Part Two.

          This story is for persons of eighteen years or over.  All
comments, good or bad, are welcome and all will be answered.

    Part Two.

  That morning came to be the most miserable day of my life. Being dressed
and taken to the funeral parlour to say goodbye to mum and dad, seeing the
caskets there in front of the small altar, bunches of flowers on top of
both of them. I wasn't allowed to see their faces for the last time,
hearing a whisper being given to uncle that I wouldn't recognise them,
which made me start to cry as an eulogy was given by uncle about the loss
that we had all come to say our goodbyes to, thanking all those that had
attended this sad day. With the sombre and sad music being played, we
watched as the caskets slowly in turn, disappeared on the small conveyor
belt of the crematorium.

  `Auntie,' I said after they had disappeared. `I know we will be given
their ashes later, but can you ask them to see that they are put in the
same urn so that I know that even though they are dead, they will still be
together?'

  This brought a flood of tears from auntie as she nodded her head and
slowly rose up from our pew that was at the front and went and spoke to the
priest or vicar that had seen to the words of them passing from this
life. I saw him nod his head and that was it. My parents had now left this
earth and it was up to me to always remember them.

  I was surprised at just how many people had attended the funeral, getting
most of them later at the wake to come and shake my hand, the men that is
and getting a kiss on the cheek from the women as they gave me their
condolences. This was held in the local town hall reception room and it was
a pretty good feast when all's said and done, though I could only pick at
the odd bits on the plate that I was given.

  In a way, I was thankful that it was now all over and that I could escape
as it were, to just be with my aunt and uncle and not with the crowd that
had turned up. The rest of the day was a blur to me except for the fact
that as soon as we got home, we stripped off and stayed naked. Oh, I also
sucked auntie's tits again and had her stroke my dick in bed that night.

                                                    *

  I was back to normal on Sunday, if you can say I was normal after reading
what I've written so far, but you ain't read nothing yet to say yea or nay
to me being normal. It was strange but nice to be naked all day, sitting
down for breakfast and looking at a pair of lovely big tits that I got to
suck on every night. Then after the meal, go and sit on uncle's lap,
feeling his cock move about under my bum as I read the Sunday newspaper to
him. It was good doing that, I'm referring to reading the paper, not
feeling his cock underneath me. When a difficult word came up, I can read
your mind, thinking of his cock coming up, uncle would get me to read it a
couple of times over, correcting my pronunciation of it and also getting me
to spell it out after a few readings, but then without looking at the word,
to get the spelling right. Doing this every day, definitely helped me in my
English class later in school.

  Talking of school, Monday came round and I had to put clothes on to walk
to school that morning to get many of my friends and most of the teachers
there, saying how sorry they felt for me at losing both parents. It really
was just them repeating what had been said in the church and at the wake
afterwards as most of them had attended anyway. The subject was then
dropped for which I was thankful and got on with trying to follow all that
I was being taught.

  That week seemed to fly by, as I now liked getting home to my aunt and
uncle's home which I could now call mine too, taking my clothes off and
being naked for the evening and getting to play with Auntie's tits in bed
of an evening. The difference was that because they both went off to the
shop the same time as I went to school, I got home before them as the shop
didn't close until five o'clock, so it was half five when they arrived,
almost an hour after me.

  I would have already laid the table for dinner after taking my clothes
off and as soon as they got home, they too stripped off and auntie went
into the kitchen to see to dinner while I sat on uncle's lap and read the
newspaper.

  It was Saturday morning that I got a shock, for with them getting dressed
to go to work, auntie put the dress she had made, on me!

  `Why auntie?' I exclaimed.

  `We're taking you to the shop so that customers can see just how good the
dresses are that I make. And you look wonderful in it. Now let's brush your
hair and it's long enough now to give you a pony tail.' Now I knew what
this was and so this she did and tied it up at the back with a pink ribbon
to match the colour of the dress. Then with both of them either side of me,
held my hands as we went off to the shop. Boy, didn't I feel self conscious
walking along wearing this dress when I was a boy underneath it.

  In the shop, I had to sit down on a chair until a customer walked in, and
then I had to stand up for Auntie to tell whoever it was, that it was a
dress that she had made and could make one for one of their girls in they
wanted.

  `Turn round Norma,' auntie would say, me blushing at now being given that
name when wearing a dress. So I became their fashion model every Saturday
and eventually got to like wearing any dress she made and posing in front
of customers and how nice it was to feel the breeze coming up under the hem
when walking along the street with them. But at the same time, still liked
being naked at home.

  That night, it was different in the bedroom. Auntie came in as usual but
this time she turned on the bedside lamp before getting into bed with
me. She stretched herself out and pushed the covers down to her waist and
instead of pulling me to one of her tits to suck, pointed at one.

  `Do it yourself this time Norman,' she said smiling at me. I didn't need
telling twice and so rolled onto my side and could now really see what I
was going to suck on and did just that. With me lying on my side next to
her, her hand was able to come down between us and she began playing with
my dick. I use the word dick because to me, it wasn't big enough to be
called a cock. Uncle had a cock while I only had a dick, though it could
still get hard and stick out like uncle's had that night when he first saw
me in a dress.

  So with me sucking on auntie's tits, she worked her hand on my dick and
made that stick out and give me a lovely feeling in my stomach. After quite
a few minutes of her playing with it, pushed me off of her so that I was
then flat on my back as she leaned over and kissed me.

  `Do you like me playing with your pecker?' she asked. She was referring
to my dick of course and from then on, always called it that until it
eventually became a cock.

  `Yes, I do auntie,' I replied.

  `Do you like sucking and playing with my tits too?' was the question.

  `Yes auntie.'

  `Would you like me to suck on your pecker? You'll like it as much as I
like you sucking on my tit,' she said, the smile still on her face.

  `If you want to,' I said.

  So that really was the start of having sex between us, her pushing the
covers right down to my knees and moving down herself to lift my dick up
straight and then bend her head to take the whole thing into her hot mouth.

  What a grand and lovely feeling it was as well as the excitement it
created within my body as she pushed the foreskin down with her lips and
then had her tongue move round over the bared flesh, making me quiver with
delight at all the strange new sensations that flowed out from under her
ministrations of it.

  I squirmed with delight the way she sucked and tongued it, also the
delicate nibbling with her teeth up and down the shaft. The added delight
was to feel her hand and fingers moving my small balls about underneath as
she sucked and teased my dick. I was in a euphoric heaven with the pleasure
I was being given and was rather crestfallen when she stopped, moving up
the bed to kiss me.

  `Did you like that?' she asked after several rather passionate kisses.

  `Yes auntie. Thank you. It was just great!' I gushed, loving the feel of
her tits being squashed against my chest.

  `Would you like to stroke my pussy?' she then asked.

  `Pussy? I didn't know you had a cat,' was my stupid reply, but at least
it made her laugh.

  `It's not a cat and it doesn't have fur, claws or teeth. Here,' and she
took my hand and ran it down over her stomach to where I felt the smooth
skin that had been shaven and felt the lips of her labia. `This is my
pussy,' she said in a sultry voice that was rather erotic. `Rub it with
your fingers and open the entrance to my pussy.' Now this was another first
for me and didn't really know what I was doing, but did as she asked and
rubbed that smooth skin, feeling the softness of the lips that were there
and found that they parted quite easily and my fingers went in between
them.

  It was rather wet inside her pussy and not really knowing what to do,
just probed about with my fingers making her give out a shudder now and
again, not knowing them that my fingers had made contact with her clit.

  `That's nice Norma,' she said in a slow voice, not noticing that she had
used the girls name for me. `Will you use your mouth and tongue in my pussy
like I did with your pecker. Do that and I'll suck on you again,' she
purred, her legs moving themselves apart. Well I wanted her to suck on my
dick again and so I moved down the bed and got in between her open legs and
found it rather awkward to do so, so I got my hands down over her thighs
and opened up the lips with my fingers and began to use my tongue inside
her. I didn't know then that this was my introduction to performing the art
of cunnilingus, though she called it sucking her pussy.

  There were juices there for me to lick at and found it quite pleasant to
the taste and it didn't take me long to notice that every time my tongue
rasped over and around the little bud near the top, her body gave out a
shiver. So this I concentrated on, licking it until it became a hard nodule
and by burying my nose into her flesh, could nip it with my teeth which
made her really shudder. I kept playing with this as well as dipping my
tongue into her inner body and was a little alarmed when her body went
stiff and she began to buck her hips up to my mouth and with a shudder,
felt a lot of juices start to flow down to my mouth which I took in and
drank.

  When the flow stopped and I had licked her clean, I raised my head up and
looked at her looking down at me.

  `Was that okay?' I asked.

  `Okay? Okay?' she cried. `That was heaven Norma,' and she half sat up and
pulled me up her body to hold me in her arms and wildly kiss me all over my
face. I didn't know then that I had just had my first voyage down on a
woman and had brought her up to having an orgasm. I could feel her heart
beat being transmitted through her breasts that I was lying on top of,
though not for long, for she then rolled me over onto my back and went down
on me again to suck and gently chew on my pecker as she called it.

  She eventually gave up and came back up and kissed me.' This has been a
wonderful evening Norma. Did you enjoy it?'

  `Yes auntie. It was great,' I said.

  `Shall we do the same tomorrow night?'

  `Yes please.'

  `Okay, now it's time that you went to sleep,' she said, giving me another
kiss before getting out of my bed and turning of the light and leaving the
bedroom. I snuggled down in the bed and played with my still hard pecker
reliving the moments of being down between her legs and drifted off to
sleep.

                                                    *

  We did this to each other every night for the rest of the week and on
Saturday morning, had a dress put on me and had my hair put into a pony
tail again before being taken to the shop with both of them. I didn't mind
being called Norma, especially when I was wearing this dress and actually
did a pirouette in the shop, loving the feel of the dress swirling round my
legs. I did this in front of a customer who had brought in her daughter and
liked the dress I was wearing and asked auntie if one could be made for her
girl. This pleased auntie and as the girl was the same height as me, it
wouldn't be a problem she told the woman and it would be ready the
following Saturday.

  `You made Becky's day today in the shop,' uncle said that evening as I
sat in his naked lap before reading the newspaper. `We're both proud of
you.'

  This puffed me up and found that it had giving me a hard on at his
words. He found this out when his arms came round my waist as I was reading
out what the paper had printed. His hand had brushed against it and then
had his hand take hold of it and began to gently move his hand up and down
on my hard little dick. I enjoyed it and carried on reading as his hand was
pleasing me. This was the beginning of him seducing me like auntie had
already done, well up to a point anyway.

  Back at school, one of the other boys had got hold of an adult picture
book and during our lunch break, went behind the sheds and looked at the
pictures of naked men and women having sex. There were four of us looking
at the different pages and all had our peckers rise up and with one pulling
it out of his trousers, we all did and began rubbing it like mad, though
none of us were able to have an orgasm. What fascinated me the most was
seeing a woman sucking on a man's cock, just like auntie did to me though
we also saw a man shooting his cum over a woman's face with her trying to
catch it in her mouth. This made me wonder if when I was finally able to
cum, would she take it in her mouth as she sucked on me? I thought of
asking if she would, but backed out of asking her when in bed together.

                                                          *

  The summer holidays arrived and I would have six weeks before the next
term, and so I spent every day at the shop wearing a dress and now really
loved wearing one and showing off in front of customers. Auntie was
delighted at the orders she began getting to make one for other
girls. Other girls? Where did that suddenly come from I thought. Was I
really thinking of myself as being a girl? When you're in a dress, yes,
said the voice in my head. I couldn't come up with an answer to that.

  That evening after dinner, I was sitting on uncle's lap, reading the
paper when he took it from my hand and gave me a book to read.

  `Here, start reading this,' he said. `Becky tells me you are old enough
now to start properly.'

  What had she said to him? Did she tell him what we have been doing in my
bed?  I wanted to ask him what she had said, but I didn't have the bottle
to do so, but then guessed that she must have told him everything. What
with her being missing from his bed for a short time each night and him now
giving me this book to read, the title being "Sex for Beginners."

  I flipped through some of the pages first and saw many had drawings of
the parts of the human body in quite some detail and others showing
different positions for having sex between a man and a woman. The first ten
pages went on about the sexual parts of both sexes, my pecker up stiff and
hard at reading the written words and had uncle holding my pecker and
slowly rubbing his hand up and down on it.

  It wasn't until the following evening that I got to the part about
masturbation. His hand was moving up and down on my pecker as I read out
how and why it was done.

  `Do you do this yourself?' he asked me.

  `Er, some...sometimes,' I stuttered, feeling my face go red, though he
couldn't see this with me sitting on his lap facing away from him.

  `Had an emission yet?'

  `Er,...what's that?'I asked, my voice trembling and my pecker really
throbbing in his hand.

  `Cumming. Shooting your load,' he said.

  `You mean the sperm, as it says in the book?'

  `Yes. That's the correct word though it is also known as semen.'

  `No,' I answered in a low voice.

  `Well you will soon as you get older. Do you know what it looks like?' he
asked, me feeling his cock getting harder under my bum. `Would you like to
see?' he asked, his cock now throbbing against my bum.

  `If...if...if you want to show me,' I stuttered, not really knowing what
he was going to do.

  `Well let's get comfortable first,' was his answer, and letting go of my
pecker, pulled me up with one hand round my waist so that his other hand
could pull down his cock so that it was between my legs before he sat me
back down. Now I had his cock sticking out beneath mine, making it look as
though I had two penises. See! I remembered the word from the book that the
male organ was called a penis. I nearly laughed then at remembering a
quotation that our English teacher asked us to write down with me not
separating all the words so it read as "The penis mightier than the
sword". Not The pen is mightier etc. Well his looked big enough to do a lot
of stabbing.

  His right hand came round to my front and with his thumb underneath my
pecker, his fingers curled round the shaft of his cock and he held it in a
firm grasp and started moving his hand up and down on it. I could see the
skin that covered the head kept moving back on his downward hand movement
as he began jerking himself off. Another word that I learned from the boys
at school. Jerking off.

  His left hand was holding me round the waist as his right hand moved
quite fast, up and down, up and down until I felt his thighs tighten up
beneath me and he gave out a groan and I then saw some milky like fluid
come erupting out of the eye of his cock in spurts, shooting out onto the
carpet. At least six of them before I felt his body relax beneath me with
just a dribble now coming out of the eye and over his fingers. This hand
then disappeared behind me and I now know that he licked it off with his
tongue, but saw more of this later.

  `There,' he said, his hand coming back down to take hold of my small
pecker in comparison to his, back into his hand. `That's what cum looks
like. You'll come to that part later in the book for that is what can
produce babies in a woman.' I had nothing to say at the time having been
mesmerised at actually seeing the result of masturbation, seeing what was
inside a man to come out like that it streams.

  `Well that's enough for tonight, as it's time for your bed,' he said,
taking the book from my hand. `You can carry on reading some more tomorrow
night.' So I got up from his lap, looking down to see that his cock had
started to deflate back to its normal size before giving him a goodnight
kiss and then going up to my bedroom. I didn't stop to kiss auntie for I
knew that she would come in later to kiss and play with me.

  She came into the room and got into bed with me and pulled me half on top
of her, feeling her breast getting squashed against my chest as she kissed
me.

  `You saw uncle Roger jerking off then,' she said, it not really being a
question.

  `He told you?' I asked.

  `No. I saw it. I also heard you reading from that sex book that we have
and now know about masturbation,' she said.

  `Yes, and all of the parts of a man and woman,' I replied.

  `I suppose tomorrow you'll read about fellatio and cunnilingus,' she
said.

  `What are they?' I asked.

  `When I suck on your pecker...' she began.

  `Penis,' I interrupted her.

  `Penis, pecker, cock, weapon etc. There are many different words for it,
but yes, penis is the correct word, but I prefer to call yours your
pecker,' she said giving it a stroke and began rubbing it in her hand. `Now
when I suck on it, that's called fellatio, and when you are sucking on me,
that called cunnilingus.'

  `I didn't see it being called a pussy.' I told her.

  `Well that's just a name for the whole parts of a woman's sex. Would you
like for us to both do it together this time?' she asked.

  `If we could, yes, but how?' I was still green in those days.

  `Move down the bed and I'll show you,' she said and waited till I had
done as she told me to. `Now this is how we can do it,' as she then
straddled my head and as she bent down, and almost lying on top of me, she
lowered her pussy down to my face as she took the head of my pecker into
her hot mouth. She told me afterwards that this was called the sixty nine
position and so I began to stick my tongue in between those soft lips, but
couldn't do in properly, so had to work my hands up to be able to open them
up properly for me to delve into her sex to lick and suck on her.

  I found it better to have my hands up by my face for she would have
suffocated me with her pressing downwards. I now knew that the little bud
that got hard was her clit and a sensitive organ almost the same as that
piece of flesh on the head of my pecker that held the G string of the
foreskin to the flesh of the head that was just as sensitive to me, making
me quiver and have strange sensations when her tongue moved over it.

  So she teased the head of my pecker as I teased her clit, knowing that I
could bring her up to an orgasm whereas I couldn't have one at the time and
wondered when the hell I was going to be to do what uncle Roger had done
earlier. Would she take it into her mouth as I had taken her juices? This I
had to ask later for she was now really pressing herself down onto my face
as her body started to tremble with her still gently chewing on my
pecker. With one big shudder, her juices were released in her orgasm and I
nearly choked on the amount that filled my mouth, but managed to swallow it
and then lick the residue that was still coming out of her vagina.

  She eventually lifted her head up off of me and her pussy and swung her
leg back over as she turned round and moved up and gave me a kiss on my wet
mouth, licking some of her own juices off my lips.

  `That was lovely Norma,' she breathed into my mouth as we kissed. `I
can't wait for you to be able to cum for me to taste what you will be
like.'

  `You mean that you would take my sperm, er, cum, into your mouth and
swallow it?' I asked.

  `Yes.'

  `Do...do you do that with uncle Roger?' I asked again.

  `Quite often. I think you would like it, for I certainly do,' she
said. Was she suggesting that I sucked on uncle's cock and take into my
mouth what I had seen shoot out of it onto the carpet? I had to ask.

  `Do you mean...are you saying that I should suck on him then?'

  `Not if you don't want to, but you'll be missing out a good thing,' she
said.

  `A good thing for who? Him or me?' I had to say.

  `Both of you would like it,' was the reply.

  `But he's a man!' I cried.

  `So what? Many men suck on each other the same as a lot of women do the
same to each other,' she said.

  `But I couldn't take it all in my mouth! It's so big,' I cried.

  `Silly. You only take the head in and use your hand to jerk him off and
then you'll make him cum,' she replied, giving me a kiss. `I promise you,
you'll like it and then want more,' she added in a whisper.

  `I...I couldn't do down there in the lounge. You'd see me!' I said.

  `Well he could come in here instead of me,' she said.

  `What would he think of me if I did?'

  `He'd love you even more than he does now,' she replied.

  `He loves me?'

  `Of course he does. As much as I love you. Think of the fun it would be,
you two together like we are now,' she said. `Think about doing it tomorrow
night,' and she gave me one last kiss before getting out of bed and turning
the lamp off before leaving me alone.

  My mind was all in a whirl at what she suggested and that I would like
it. The pros and cons of this was thrown back and forth in my mind as I
settled down for the night and finally came up with the adage that the
proof of the pudding was in the eating of it, and with that thought in
mind, fell asleep.

                                                       *