Date: Thu, 1 Dec 2011 13:38:47 +0000 From: william michael Subject: Aunt Natalie, part 3 The following morning Aunt Natalie had arisen at her usual time, pausing only to share a short kiss with her nephew and telling him to go back to sleep, which he gladly did. In fact, Allen did not wake up again until just after ten o'clock. He climbed out of bed and walked naked down the hall and into the bathroom to take a shower. He was feeling clean and refreshed when he was done and went to his room to get dressed. He remembered that Maggie wasn't going to be around until after lunch and that saddened him a touch. He had liked it when she made breakfast for him and then sat with him while he ate. When he was finished he took his laptop and went out to the patio to do some more work on his math camp assignments. While it was still warm, the sky was clouding up and it looked like there might be rain by nightfall. As was often the case when he was concentrating on something, he lost awareness of what was going on around him. He wasn't expecting his aunt back until early afternoon, so when he was prodded in the shoulder he nearly jumped out of his chair. When he turned he saw Maggie standing there looking down at him in surprise. "Geez, Maggie, you scared the crap out me," Allen said. "I'm sorry, sweetie. Wow, when you concentrate, you really shut out the rest of the world. You didn't even hear me call your name when I walked up," she replied. He just sort of shrugged because now he was concentrating on Maggie. Apparently, one of the places she had to go that morning was the optometrist. She was now wearing glasses that had smaller, metal frames that didn't dominate her face like the older ones did. In addition, her long hair was down over her shoulders, except for that which would have framed her face. This was pulled back and clipped with simple barrettes. While her face still had it's angular features, something about these changes pulled at him. "I see you noticed. So what do you think?" she asked. The possible consequences of answering this question froze him in place and he couldn't respond. Maggie's eyes narrowed and her voice took on that insistent, almost harsh tone. "Well? Why don't you answer me? Don't you like how I look now?" "I'm afraid to answer," Allen said softly. "Afraid, why would you be afraid?" she asked. "Because if I say I like the way you look now, you could then think I didn't like the way you looked before and get mad at me. If I say I liked the way you looked before you'll think I don't like the way you look now and you'll get mad." "Sweetheart, just be honest with me. Tell me honestly, do you like the new look?" she said evenly. Allen closed his eyes and took the figurative step off the cliff. "I think your new look is really great, as much as I liked how you looked before," he said as he opened his eyes. The big smile he got told him he was back on safe ground. Maggie took hold of his chair and turned it away from the table and then pulled him to his feet and hugged him tightly and then kissed him until he thought he might pass out. She let go of him and he sat back into his chair heavily. She took the chair to the right and smiled again. "Where the heck did you get the idea I was going to react like you thought?" "I was out shopping with my mom once. She was trying on some clothes and I was sitting near the dressing rooms and a lady came out and asked the man she was with how she looked. When he said the dress looked really good on her, she said something like, what, my other clothes don't look good? No matter what he said she kept turning it around on him. It was horrible. When my mom came out finally she had to look for me, I was hiding in the back of the store. "Oh, baby, that's horrible. How old were you?" "Maybe seven." She reached out and took hold of his hand. "I would never do something like that to you, ever." "I guess I should know that but this is all so new and I really don't know you that well. And I guess I'm worried my luck won't hold and I'll do something to screw things up," he replied, his eyes looking haunted. Maggie reached over and took hold of one hand. She looked at him hard with those green/gold eyes that seemed more prominent behind the smaller glasses. "I understand what you mean, we have know each other only a short time. But I swear to you that I would never try to mess with your head that way. And what do you mean about luck? What has luck got to do with it?" she asked. "Everything, I'd have to think. My coming here not long after you moved in? A girl my age that not only wanted to talk to me but actually fell in love with me and..." he stopped and then said more quietly, "wants to have sex with me. That has to be luck." She looked as if she was about to say something but she shook her head, stood up and pulled him upright. She looked at his laptop and said, "Take that with you and come with me," she said. He grabbed his computer and carried it inside as Maggie led him through the family room and down the hall to his bedroom. "Put it down." Allen set his laptop on his desk and faced Maggie, who reached out and took his face in her long fingered hands and said, "I don't believe in luck," and then she pulled his face to hers and began to kiss him passionately. He responded quickly and slid his arms around her waist and pulled her close. After a few moments of this he pulled back a bit and said, "Lets use the bed." "My thoughts exactly, but lets get rid of the clothes first. That's easier standing up," she said. He smiled widely and then pulled off his shirt. In a matter of moments the two young lovers were facing each other completely naked. Despite what she had said, Allen had to figure luck came into it somewhere. He stepped forward and with only a slight dip of his head he took one of her firm nipples between his lips and began to suck and lick it. Maggie took hold of his head in both of her hands and held him firmly in place. "Oh, Allen, sweetheart. That feels so wonderful. I love the feel of your lips there." His hands were back around her waist and he took hold of both of her small bare ass cheeks and he squeezed them as he held her tightly against him. Then she pulled his head away and looking down at him said, "Remember the bed, sweetheart?" He smiled back and together they made their way to his bed, laying down facing each other, arms and legs enfolding each other as the kissing resumed. While the kissing was passionate they employed gentle caresses and fondling everywhere else. Maggie pulled her hips back away from Allen so she could reach between them and wrap her long fingers around his thick, hard cock. He reciprocated by sliding a finger along her wet, slippery pussy lips and then begin to slowly rub her clit. She began to moan into his mouth. He leaned into her a little bit and she rolled over onto her back, exposing herself to him. He continued to work on her clit as he began kissing his way down her throat to her chest, pausing to spend time licking and sucking her hard nipples. Her free hand cupped the back of his head and held it firmly against her nipple. He sucked and licked and rubbed and she began to writhe under his touch, her hips undulating in rhythm with his rubbing. After long moments like this Allen resumed his trek down her torso, lick and kissing the warm bare skin. Her hand rested lightly on his head but she had to let go of his cock as he slid further down her body. When his mouth came in contact with her clit, she shuddered and jerked and he maneuvered his body between her outstretched legs and he settled in to thoroughly lick and suck on her pussy. In response, she was arching her back, her head moving from side to side. She pulled her legs back a bit and rested her feet on the small of his back. She was mumbling how good he was, how much she loved his hands and tongue and how much she loved him. He let one hand slide up her body and his fingers played with one nipple and then the other. He then began working down the space between her pussy and her asshole, her splayed legs giving him full access. When his tongue came in contact with her tight puckered ring, she yelped but her hand on his head pushed it down more firmly. He licked and probed and her hips responded with more urgent motions. When it was good and wet he moved his mouth back up to her pussy and he replaced his tongue with a finger on her asshole. As his tongue pushed up inside her pussy, his finger began to push past the ring and invade her asshole. Her hips began to thrash and he had to use his other arm down across her lower abdomen to keep from being thrown off. As his finger went in further she began to verbalize her pleasure. "Oh, fuck, shit, oh god, oh god, oh god, Allen, you're incredible, yes, yes," she uttered. Then the last yes tailed off into a scream that she smothered by pulling his pillow over her face. Her body tensed, then bucked, and bucked again. Her legs closed around his back and squeezed. Again he was impressed with how strong her thin limbs could be. Then it was over and she collapsed on the bed, limp as a wet dishtowel. Her legs slid off from around his back and her hands were loose on the bed. He raised his head and could see the pillow was still laying on her face so he got up on his knees and moved up so he could remove it. When her face was visible he could see the half lidded eyes looking up at him, her smile lazy and very contented. "Oh, lover, what you do to me." He leaned down and kissed her gently and then took the pillow and pushed it against the head board and lay back, his head and upper back propped against the pillow. He opened his arms and she moved around so that she was laying alongside him, one leg over his, her arm across his torso as he held her with both arms. "What a way to start the day," she said quietly. "I wish we could wake up like this everyday," he replied as he played with her hair with one hand. "Funny you should say that. I had a dream like that last night. It was wonderful." As they talked her hand slid down his stomach and took hold of his still hard cock. She went back to stroking it gently, while she kissed his bare chest. "Hmmm, you could do that to me all day long and I wouldn't mind." "Well, I have other plans for the rest of the day, but we aren't going anywhere until I see and taste what you have stored up in here for me. You just lay back and let me take care of you," she said. She spent some time stroking and rubbing the thick shaft and rubbing the oozing precum into the head and skin. She licked his nipples and kissed the skin of his chest. As her hand slid to the base of his cock, her long fingers were able to cup his balls and fondle them as her thumb rubbed the underside of his cock. She paid particular attention to where the head and shaft met. Now it was Allen's turn to move his hips in slow rolling motions. Although he couldn't see it, she was smiling at the reaction she was getting out of him. "Hmm, Maggie, your hand feels so good on my cock." "Not as good as this, lover," she said as her head moved down and her lips slid over the slick cock head. Allen groaned and his hips pushed up, sliding more of the thick shaft between her wet welcoming lips. She wrapped her arms and legs around him, practically cuddling him as she slowly sucked his cock, easing the entire shaft into her mouth. He had his hands on her head, just holding it, adding the feel of her thick hair to the other feelings she was giving him. Neither one was in any hurry to bring this amazing blow job to an end but poor Allen had been so wound up while he was eating her pussy and ass, now he had no hope of making this last for long. She sucked him for maybe another five minutes and then his hips began to move more forcefully. Her hand took a firmer grip on the base of his cock and held it fast. With grunt, his hips gave one more shove and his first blast of cum shot into Maggie's mouth and throat. She swallowed instinctively and tried to keep up by the third shot was spilling past her lips to run down his cock to his balls. The next two followed suit but she was still gulping and trying to capture it. When his hips stopped thrusting and his orgasm subsiding, Maggie began licking and sucking and in a few moments had all of his escaped cum back in her mouth and she swallowed it down. When she was done she turned her head to look up at Allen, who was regarding her with wide eyes. "Damn, Maggie, you swallowed my whole load." "It's so delicious, I don't want to waste any of it. I did have to clean up what spilled out. You come so much and so fast," she said, her eyes sparkling. She resumed her former position and they lay cuddled like that for a while, not saying anything, but each thinking the same thought, that this wasn't going to last. Eventually, Maggie lifter her head up and kissed his face and then his lips, Allen able to just make out the taste of cum on her lips and tongue. Then she looked at him and said, "We should get outside for a while this afternoon. We need to pace ourselves. I'm hoping we can play with Aunt Nats tonight." "Sounds good to me. Lets use the bathroom and clean up a bit," Allen replied. They helped each other up off the bed and Maggie caught her reflection in the long narrow mirror that was on Allen's closet door. She stopped and regarded herself, turning this way and that. Then she turned to look at Allen. "Do you think I'm too skinny?" Allen froze a bit and then remembered what she had said earlier. "I think you could use a few pounds," he said evenly. "I look like a boy, don't I," she pouted. "No, you most certainly do not look like a boy. You look like a tall girl who should probably eat a little more." "You sound like my mom," she said with a half smile. Allen walked up beside her and put his arms around her naked body. "Maggie, you know how I feel about how you look, before, after, whatever. But in this case, I'm more concerned with how healthy it is for you like this. You know that being underweight can be as bad as being overweight as far as your health is concerned, right?" "Yes, I saw and heard all that stuff in health class last year. It's not like I'm aneroxic or bulemic. I just don't have much of an appetite," she said, wrapping an arm around his shoulder. "Have you always been this tall?" Allen asked. "What? You think I was born six feet tall?" she asked, looking down at him. "No, I didn't ask that right. Have you always been this much taller then kids our age?" "No, this started about two and a half years ago, before I turned thirteen. I've been this tall for about a year now. And before you ask, no, I wasn't this skinny until after I started growing so fast," she finished. He ran his hand over her flat stomach and said, "You should probably listen to your mom and see what you can do about eating more, or better. You might have problems with vitamin and mineral deficiencies if you don't. I'd hate for you to get sick," he said, looking up at her with genuine concern. She looked down at him and smiled, then kissed the top of his head. If it was important to him, she would see what she could manage. Then a happy thought occurred to her. Cum was almost pure protein. Her diet had already improved. With an arm still around each other they walked to the hall bathroom and got themselves washed up and in a few minutes they were dressed and outside the house. "So, what were you're plans for the afternoon," Allen asked. "Well, if you wouldn't mind, could we walk down to the community center. There's a hotdog wagon there in the summer so we could get something to eat and I'd love to hear you play some more piano," she replied. "Sure, that sounds like fun. We can figure out what I'm going do about Saturday night," he said. "I thought you would just play some of your songs," she said as they walked hand in hand down her driveway to the sidewalk. "You saw how I get. I figure I might need you to help me get started and then at some point, slow me down so I can stop. I don't think they want me going on and on," he replied as they walked along. "I don't know. If you can get the place going, they might not want you to stop," she said with a smile. It didn't take long to get to the center and they made the hotdog wagon their first stop. It was actually a converted delivery truck and sold a number of items besides hotdogs. In fact, they wound up buying tacos, each having two. Maggie was going to have just the one, but figured she'd see what she could handle. Perhaps the energy she expended in bed with Allen had something to do with it but the second taco didn't stand a chance. When they were done Allen smiled at her. They made their way into the small party room and as they approached the piano, the same lady as before came out, all smiles. "Ah, Allen isn't it? Can we still count on you for some entertainment Saturday night?" "Yes, ma'am. We came down so I could practice a bit and see what we'd do for you. How much time would you like me to plan on?" "Oh, perhaps twenty to thirty minutes would be fine. Although if the audience likes you they may ask for more," she said with a smile. Allen nodded, then said, "That sounds manageable, ma'am." With a smile and parting wave, the lady went back to her little office while Allen and Maggie went to the piano. "So are you going to need me to help you again?" Maggie asked. "I think so. If there's already going to be a bunch of people here, I might have some issues. Having you up here with me would help a lot," he said. They sat down together and once again he went over the bass line part he taught her the other day. He was pleased, but not all that surprised that she remembered nearly all of it and after two passes was confidently playing. He then began his melody with his right hand and before too long he was locked in and everything around him seemed to fade into the background. At some point Maggie stopped playing and just sat and watched in wonder as Allen's fingers danced and floated over the keyboard. She thought she began to see some patterns in what he was doing and she would ask him about it when he finished. Once again, some of the people that were in the center drifted toward the sound of the music. Even those who were patronizing the hotdog wagon were finding spots to sit near the open door to the center so they could here the music. Maggie had been watching the time and after thirty minutes she figured she'd try and figure out how to bring him back. She didn't want it to be anything dramatic so she leaned in so her mouth was close to his ear and she whispered some ideas about what their evening together might be like and added a light touch to his thigh just about the knee. She could see his face in profile and the closed eyes began to blink a bit and his playing slowed. When his mouth stretched into a little smile she knew she had him back and he brought the last riff to an end and then sat back. He started to blush a bit when the smattering of applause broke out. Maggie leaned in further and kissed his cheek. He looked back at the bespectacled green/gold eyes and smiled shyly. "You did that very well. Your voice and what you were saying did the trick. Looks like you'll have to stay up here with me Saturday." "That will be fun. You know, while I was sitting here I was watching you play. I thought I noticed some things about what you were doing with your right hand. Can you show me some of that?" she asked. "I'd be glad to. Shift over a bit so you can reach this side easier." They sat there for close to an hour as he showed her how to play a simple melody to the bass line she already knew. He didn't get into any theory or piano basics. Just what notes played where and when. By the time they were done she was able to work through a two minute segment and her smile was wide as she played it one last time. Then she wrapped her arms around him and hugged him tight. "Oh, that was wonderful. I think I'm going to have to find one of those electronic keyboards. I know we'd never afford a regular piano," she said. "I have several that I've managed to find. If you know where to look, you can get 'em cheap, even for free. I'll help you look while I'm here." They walked around the neighborhood for a while and then headed for home as it was getting close to dinner. As they stood in her driveway, Maggie hugged him again and thanked him for the morning and the piano lesson and said she'd be over after dinner. He could see that Aunt Nats was home so he'd have his own dinner to eat. He walked into the house feeling pretty good. He even managed to ignore the specter of the end of next week. "Allen, dear, there you are. Did you two have a nice afternoon?" "Yes, ma'am. Maggie came over around noon. She got new glasses and she looks great. You'll see them when she comes over after dinner. Then we went down to the community center, had some lunch, and we practiced for Saturday night," he said as he walked into the kitchen. "How wonderful. Well, dinner is almost ready. How about coming here and giving your old Aunt a kiss," she said, holding out her arms. "Aunt Nats, you aren't old," he said as he walked into the circle of her arms. "Aren't you sweet," she said and then brought her lips to his in a warm soft kiss that lingered. They were hugging each other tightly and Aunt Nats hips began to move. She pulled back a bit and said, "Oh, my boy, I woke up so horny for you this morning, but I had to leave on time. It's even worse now," she said in a low, hoarse voice. "Maggie has some plans for us tonight but maybe I can help you for now," he said. "Turn around and lean against the counter." With a little smile she did as he directed, thrusting her ample ass out in his direction. She was wearing a knee length skirt which he flipped up over her ass. He smiled to see she was wearing a thong and her stockings were held up by a garter belt. Kneeling behind her he pulled the thin material aside and brought his head in to begin licking her smooth and already damp pussy lips. Aunt Nats let out a groan and lowered her head to rest on the counter top as Allen began to thoroughly lick all along her lips, flicking her clit with his tongue and then back down so he could push his tongue into her hole. His hands were gripping and squeezing her meaty ass cheeks and as he probed deeply into her now soaking wet pussy he could see her asshole winking at him. He slid a hand closer and let his thumb play with the puckered ring as he worked her pussy thoroughly. "Oh, my god, Allen, sweetheart. Oh, your tongue feels so good in my pussy. Yes, play with my ass. Stick your thumb in there and fuck my asshole." He did as she requested and pulling his face back he spit several times on his thumb and her asshole and began to slide it in and out. He resumed his attack on her pussy, feeling the juice run down his chin. Her legs were quivering as he began to concentrate on her clit. He could feel her pushing back against him and he increased the pace at which he fucked her ass with his thumb and licked her clit. Her hips bucked twice more and then he heard her muffled scream and the wash of fluid over his lower face. He kept the pressure up until her orgasm subsided and she slumped against the counter. He stood up and rubbed his hands over her bare ass and covered back. Finally she stood up and turned around, her face beaming and she took his face between her hands and brought his lips to hers in a long, passionate, tongue kiss. She murmured into his mouth as she tasted her own pussy juice. Then she wrapped her arms around him and held him tightly before letting him go. "My god, you are fantastic. But you must have a terribly hard cock in your pants right now." "It's okay, Aunt Nats. Maggie sucked a big load out of me this morning. I can wait until we are all together," he said with a smile. His aunt smiled again, shifted her dress into place and with a last brief kiss sent him off to wash up while she set the table. Dinner was a very pleasant affair. They talked about his upcoming 'gig' at the community center and she was impressed at how quickly Maggie picked up the one piece. "She's a very fast learner, that girl," Aunt Nats said. "About a lot of things," Allen replied with a grin. His aunt laughed and they finished their meal and cleaned up the kitchen. They were sitting together on the couch in the family room for about fifteen minutes when the now familiar figure of the tall thin girl appeared at the slider. Aunt Natalie waved her in and stood up to greet the girl. After an initial hug, the older woman held the younger at arms length and looked at her. "My dear, I must say you are looking beautiful tonight. With your hair down and those lovely new glasses. It's a whole new you," she said and then pulled the girl to her and gave her a long kiss. When they separated Maggie dropped onto the couch and wrapped Allen in a tight embrace and kissed him soundly. When she backed away she looked at him with a smile and said, "You, my love, have made my mother very happy. I paid more attention to what I was eating at dinner and did a good job of it. When she asked me what was going on, I told her you suggested I could do with a better diet. She thinks you're a genius," she finished and kissed him again, before settling into the couch at his side. Aunt Nats sat down on the other side of Allen, resting her hand on his thigh and said, "He certainly does seem to be able to make women happy. He certainly improved my mood before dinner," she said with a wicked little grin. "I know, isn't he marvelous, Aunt Nats?" Maggie gushed. "I thought I'd pass out, he made me come so hard this morning." Allen was blushing as he sat between his two ladies, his shorts starting to feel uncomfortably tight. Both his ladies laughed and they leaned in to kiss his face and lips and his aunt began to rub his leg more suggestively. Tongues began to emerge and soon it was a three way wrestling match. Then the phone rang. Aunt Natalie cursed softly under her breath. "Damn, this had better be important. You two carry on and I'll be right back." She got up off the couch and went into the kitchen and picked up the phone. Allen and Maggie watched her leave and then started kissing again. The sound of a door closing got their attention and they looked to see that the door to her small office was closed so whatever it was that needed to be addressed in private. Allen hoped it wasn't a client but he recalled she had a separate cell phone for her business needs. He and Maggie snuggled down and did some light petting while they waited. They heard an occasional word or phrase from the room, unintelligible but with some heat behind them. "I hope this isn't going to wreck our evening together," Maggie said. "I was really looking forward to a three way." "You know, you need to lend me some of these books of yours. They seem to have a lot of great ideas in them," Allen said with a grin. Maggie smiled and said, "No, I want to be the one to introduce you to those ideas." They cuddled and kissed some more until the door of Aunt Nats' office swung open and she walked out, her face unreadable. She put the cordless phone back in the kitchen and then walked back into the family room and sat down on the couch, turned to face the two young lovers. Her hands were clasped in her lap. "Allen, that was your mother on the phone." "What, she's back already?" he asked, his voice reflecting the sinking feeling in his stomach. "Do I have to go home early?" He could feel Maggie's grip tighten on him. "She was calling long distance, from Costa Rico. Apparently, the group that sponsored the trip down there has offered her the chance to stay and work on a project they have going. She agreed. She'll be there at least six months. She called to ask me to send you down there," Aunt Nats replied evenly. "What? I have to go to live in Central America?" he asked, aghast as he saw all his plans for weekend visits to Maggie and his Aunt go up in flames. He thought he heard Maggie gasp and possibly sob from beside him. "That was her initial idea. After some discussion it was pointed out that the middle of a rain forest was no place for you and you'd be much better off right here." Allen began to see a glimmer of hope and Maggie's grip on his arm was almost painful. "What are you saying, Aunt Nats?" Allen asked. "I'm saying, that after much discussion and a bit of yelling, I've convinced your mother that you will remain here until she returns, that you will enroll in the local high school and that I will be given power of attorney and temporary guardianship. Simply put, my dear boy, you're staying put for the foreseeable future," she said, finally smiling. Maggie let out a screech and through her arms around his neck and was kissing his face. Aunt Nats looked at him and laid a gentle hand on his arm. "Allen, sweetheart, are you alright?" she asked. He was anything but. His emotions were boiling and threatening to overflow. He was happy at the thought of being able to spend so much more time here with his aunt and Maggie, but how could his mother, after only a few days, decide it was more important to tromp around some jungle and try to drag him down there, instead of coming home to him. Was his life of so little significance? He was looking at his aunt, blinking and then said from far away, "That's it? First she wants me down there and then she decides to leave me here with you, without putting up much of a fight?" "Don't look at it that way, dear," she said, laying a hand on his shoulder. "You know your mom doesn't always do the best job of thinking things through. She finally realized, after it was pointed out, that your best interests wouldn't be served by bringing you down there for who knows how long." "I thought you said six months." Natalie took a deep breath and said, "She wasn't very clear but there was some mention about a man. That might complicate things." Allen slumped a bit. He was generally ignorant of his mother's romantic involvements but on the few occasions when he did meet her man of the moment he was generally someone heavily involved in whatever her current interest was. He could well imagine the complications that might arise. He took in a deep breath and let out a long sigh. "What about the house, and her job?" "Well, as far as the house is concerned, she sold that almost four years ago and has been renting it ever since. She said the lease is almost up anyway. We'll get your clothes and things and the rest is going to be moved out by some friends in the group she's involved with. The car is going to be used by them as well. I insisted as part of the power of attorney that she set aside some portion of what she has left from the sale of the house to provide for your expenses, although I'll gladly cover the day to day things." "Are you sure, Aunt Nats? I don't want to cause problems for you," he replied. "My dear sweet boy. I love you as the son I've never had. I always have. And now, well, it goes so much deeper. Don't you worry. Your Aunt has done quite well for herself. Don't let these modest surroundings fool you. I just prefer it this way. We'll be more than fine," she said as she hugged him tightly. "So, are you okay?" "I-I don't know. I'll love being here with you and Maggie but..." he tailed off. "I need to think a minute. Would you excuse me," he said in that far away voice. He stood up as Natalie and Maggie let go of him and he went to the slider and let himself out onto the patio. They watched him in the waning sunlight as he walked out onto the lawn for a little bit, his head tilted up as he looked at the clouds back lit by the sun that had set but still reflected from the underside of the cloud cover. They saw his head droop and his shoulders sag. Maggie slid to the edge of the couch, eager to rush out to comfort him but Natalie laid a hand on her forearm. But when they saw him sag to his knees, his head bowed so far that it practically touched the grass, they were both up and heading for the door. They rushed to his side and found him hugging himself, deep sobs wracking his thin body. They both had arms around him and were trying to sooth him. Nothing was getting through and they simply had to hold on until he was done. Maggie looked around to see if anyone could see them from her house but the windows remained curtained. Finally the sobs stopped and his body began to relax. With gentle firmness his two ladies were able to get him straightened up, seeing his face streaked with tears. Natalie hugged him while Maggie tried to wipe the tears from his face with gentle fingers. "Sweetheart," the girl began. "Is it really so bad, staying here and going to school with me?" He laughed a bit and said in a hoarse voice, "No, in fact, that's like a dream come true. It's just that it's all been sort of overwhelming. Being sent hear on short notice, finding you and what I have with Aunt Nats, knowing I'd have to leave and then what just happened. It just all sort of collided inside and blew up. I'm sorry. I didn't mean to upset you both," he said sniffling a bit. "Come on, Maggie, lets get him up and back in the house." They helped Allen stand and hooked arms on both sides and walked him into the house. Maggie then walked him to the hall bathroom and sat him on the edge of the tub and knelt in front of him and used a damp washcloth to wash his face. When she was done she leaned in and kissed him lightly. "If it's any help, I'm doing all I can to keep from running outside and shouting how happy I am that you'll be here. My dream just came true," she said, smiling broadly. Allen couldn't help but smile back as he stared into those beautiful eyes. She leaned in and kissed him a bit more firmly and was surprised when he wrapped his arms around her and pulled her in tight. She melted against him and returned his kiss with fervor. This went on for several minutes and then he pulled back. They locked eyes again and she said, "I hope that means you're happy we'll be together." "I am, and once I get myself pulled together, I'll be even happier. It just sort of hit me all at once." She kissed him again and then stood up and taking both his hands pulled him up to his feet and taking his arm again she walked him back to the family room where Aunt Nats stood waiting. She held her arms wide and he stepped in to get a hug that offered all the warmth and love of home. "Feeling better, sweetheart?" "Yes, Aunt Nats, I'm getting a hold on it. It was just a shock, you know? I know being here will be great, it's just not what I expected," he responded, his head on her shoulder. "Life does that to us, my dear. How we handle it is what matters," she said. She then brought her lips to his and began a long kiss that slowly built in intensity. Maggie walked over and pulled the curtain across the slider to shut out the rest of the world. Then she walked up behind Allen and pressed her body against his and wrapped her long arms around the two. As he kissed with his Aunt, Maggie planted soft kisses on his neck and cheek. She was even able to kiss Aunt Nats face as well. When the kissing stopped, but the embrace continued, Aunt Nats looked at Maggie and said, "I understand you had some plans for us this evening. What did you have in mind, my dear?" "Well, actually, it might not be such a bad idea, after all. Allen, sweetheart, why don't you go and sit on the couch. You could use a little rest I think," Maggie said, her eyes dancing. Allen broke out from between his two ladies and walked over to the couch and sat down. Maggie moved forward and she and Aunt Nats embraced tightly, their lips brushing and then meeting, parting and grinding. Allen watched intently as the kissing grew in intensity, their hands moving over backs and asses, hips grinding. He could feel his pants begin to tighten again and he was rubbing the bulge. Maggie found the zipper on Aunt Nats skirt and undid it, pushing it down until it fell on it's own around the older woman's ankles. The long fingered hands gripped the now naked ass cheeks and squeezed. Aunt Nats responded in kind and soon Allen could see that Maggie had made another change. Instead of white cotton bikini panties, she was wearing some kind that had string sides and possibly lace front and back. Next came the tops. Maggie didn't have a bra on so her slight bulges and hard nipples were now rubbing against the material of Aunt Nats heavy duty bra. Maggie reached behind and undid the snaps and helped the older woman discard the under garment. Now nearly naked they kissed, fondled and rubbed against each other, a contrast in body types but comparable in passion and drive. The kiss broke off and they both looked at Allen their cheeks touching. "Sweetheart, you look very uncomfortable," Aunt Nats practically purred. "Why don't you get those clothes off?" Allen wasted no time and soon he was sitting on the couch, his ass at the edge of the couch, his hard cock in hand being slowly stroked. His ladies returned to kissing each other, each pressing her pussy against the others thigh, slowly grinding themselves into ecstasy. Maggie brought her hands down and slipped her fingers into the waist of Aunt Nats panties and slowly pushed them down to her knees. The older woman then wiggled them down and then kicked them off. She then returned the favor and shortly the two were completely naked, but for Aunt Nats garters and stockings. "Oh, Aunt Nats, those look so sexy on you," Maggie murmured. "I think we need to get you some pretty lingerie, my dear." They continued to kiss and grind pussies, now feeling each others tits and nipples. Allen was entranced and one hand stroked his dick and the other played with a hard nipple. He was breathing heavily. Maggie had other ideas as well. She dipped her head down and began sucking on one of the thick hard nipples. Her hand slid down and fondled and rubbed Aunt Nats thick wet pussy lips. Aunt Nats brought her hand up and cupped Maggie's bare pussy and slipped a finger between the soft wet lips. Maggie gasped and groaned. She brought her head up and seemed to whisper in Aunt Nats' ear. The woman nodded and they slowly settled to the carpeted floor, rearranging so that the older woman was on her back, her knees up and legs spread, and Maggie lying on top, her head between Natalie's legs and her pussy directly about the older woman's face. Allen was mesmerized and his dick was so hard that it hurt. He watched them for a few minutes and then stood up and went to stand by Aunt Nats head. He knelt down, getting situated behind Maggie's ass, he knees behind and to the side of his Aunt. He rubbed his cock up and down her ass crease and got his balls licked for good measure. He put the head to the hole of Maggie's pussy and pushed in slowly. The girl groaned, but it was muffled by his aunt's pussy. He took hold of the narrow hips and began to slowly push in deeper until his dick was fully enveloped by the warm wet pussy. Then he began to fuck. With firm, steady, but slow, hip movements he plunged his dick in and out of the tight hole. In addition, Aunt Nats alternated between licking Maggie's click and his dick, balls and asshole. Maggie in return plunged her face back into Aunt Nats pussy and licked and probed as deep as she could. Aunt Nats groaned her appreciation as she continued working on the youngsters. Allen kept up a steady pace as ran his hands over Maggie's bare back and ass, tickling her asshole now and again. It had been an emotional start to the evening and it seemed like each of the three lovers were doing their best to ease the tension and cares away. No one seemed to hurry or press. They were simply reveling in the feelings given and taken. But it couldn't last for ever and Allen had other plans. He slid from Maggie's pussy and moved around in front of her. He slid his cock into his Aunt's pussy and began to fuck her. Maggie raised her head and first began to lick his hard nipples and then captured his lips for a searing, tongue wrestling kiss. As he felt his balls tighten he broke of the kiss and said, "I'm going to cum. Take my load." Maggie's eyes gleamed as she dipped her head to meet his cock as he pulled it out. She captured the head and swallowed half the shaft. This sent Allen over the edge and his hips bucked as he spewed out his load. It was heavy and thick and again, Maggie couldn't handle it all and it dripped from her mouth onto his cock and down onto Aunt Nats pussy. The taste of his cum and the deep probing of Aunt Nats tongue drove her into an intense orgasm of her own. What cum she couldn't swallow puddled on Aunt Nats and when Allen was done and he slumped back to sit on his heels, she bent down and began licking all that thick cream up as her own orgasm subsided. As she licked, Maggie made sure to hit the clit and soon Aunt Abs was bucking and screaming out her pleasure into Maggie's pussy. It didn't take long for Maggie to lap up all that delicious, and oh so good for you, cream. When she looked up at her lover she said, "My favorite protein supplement." Boy and girl smiled then laughed and Maggie climbed off of Natalie so that she could grab Allen and force him to the floor so she could lay on top of him and kiss him long and deep. At some point Aunt Nats was beside them, rubbing and kissing young bare skin. A little later they sat on a blanket Aunt Nats spread in front of the couch. Allen was in the middle, receiving the gentle attentions of his Aunt and girlfriend, who were hugging him and stroking his arms and legs. "How are you feeling, sweetheart?" Aunt Nats asked. "I'm okay I guess. Please don't take it wrong. I love being here and I'm really looking forward to staying. It just came at me fast, on top of everything else." "Well, I don't know about anyone else but I'm thrilled," Maggie said. "This couldn't get any better. But I better give my mom a call and ask if it's okay if I stay later. I'm not leaving until I'm sure my lover here is happy and content." She stood up and walked naked to the kitchen were she picked up the cordless phone and dialed her house. Allen and his Aunt watched as the slender girl stood in the kitchen and talked to her mother. "Yeah, mom, it's me. Is it okay if I stay later? Yeah, Allen got some upsetting news and it might take some time for him to get over it. What? Really? Are you sure? No, that would be great. Sure, okay, thanks, mom." When she hung up she smiled broadly and practically ran into the family room and dropped to her knees at Allen's side. "You won't believe this, but my Mom said it was okay if I wanted to stay overnight , it was okay as long as Aunt Nats is here to keep an eye on things." "What?" Allen blurted out. "You get to stay overnight?" "Yes, as long as you say it's alright, Aunt Nats," Maggie replied eagerly. "Besides I think Mom has something else in mind. I told you that sometimes I can hear them having sex and Mom would always tell Dad they needed to be quiet. I bet they won't be very quiet tonight." "Well, of course it's alright. And it's nice that your parents benefit as well. Oh my darlings, what a night it's going to be." And what a night it was. By the time the three of them fell asleep in Aunt Nats big bed in a tangle of arms and legs sometime after midnight, Maggie had swallowed another of Allen's cum loads and he blew his last one up Aunt Nats ass as she licked Maggie to a final body wracking orgasm. Just before falling off to sleep they arranged themselves so that Maggie was spooning Allen and Aunt Nats was behind Maggie. When Allen woke up later that morning, he was still wrapped up in Maggie's arms. He turned his head and found her looking back at him, squinting that little squint she had when she wasn't wearing her glasses. She smiled at him and said, "Good morning, sweetheart. How are you?" "Happy and content," he replied recalling her words from last night. Her smile widened and she leaned into to kiss his lips lovingly. Then she said, "Another dream come true. This has been an amazing week so far. And now we don't have the end of next week hanging over our heads." He wiggled himself around so that he could put his arms around her and they just lay there cuddle up. This was how Aunt Nats found them when she came in to announce breakfast. "Alright, my dears. Up we come. Time for breakfast and then Maggie should go home to let her mom know all is well." At the bottom of the bed, they could see their discarded clothes placed neatly and they were dressed quickly and sitting at the kitchen table. As Aunt Nats put down plates with pancakes, fruit and bacon in front of the two youngsters she said, "Now, Allen, we'll have to drive to your house and get your things. I was thinking Tuesday would be good. Maggie, darling, you're welcome to come along. Do you have an idea of how much we'd be bringing back, Allen?" "Um, well, my clothes fit into one closet and one dresser. I have one small bookcase full of books, one video game and small TV and three electronic keyboards and stands. Maggie, I'm going to give one of them to you so you have something to practice on. Okay?" "Thank you, sweetheart, that's so nice of you." "Hmm, that might be a bit much for my car. Well, don't worry, I'll take care of it." Maggie went home after breakfast but was back in a fresh set of clothes an hour later. Allen noticed something almost immediately. Maggie seemed to be much more relaxed. She seemed content to sit next to him and just hold his hand or let her foot brush against his leg. After Aunt Nats left that afternoon to call on a client they went for a walk and chatted about this and that. He asked questions about the school he would be attending, other kids their age in the area and so on. Maggie supplied answers although she warned him not to get too interested in the number of girls their age in the neighborhood. When he looked up at her she was smiling down at him and she mouthed, "I love you." He laughed and gave her a one armed hug around her waist. She responded with a kiss to the top of his head. Since the next day was Saturday and Allen's upcoming mini concert Aunt Nats suggested some early evening fun and then an early night. As a result Maggie got another liquid protein feeding while she and Aunt Nats shared intense orgasm as the three of them performed simultaneous oral sex on each other. After some passionate kisses goodnight, Allen and Aunt Nats crawled into her bed together. As she wrapped him up in her arms, he said, "I feel bad that Maggie can't be with us all the time." "Well, sweetheart, we can't have everything and it gives you something to look forward to later in life. Besides, I don't think I'm ready to share you that completely just yet." Allen looked back at her and smiled and their lips met. The soft kiss began to build and he pivoted around so that they were face to face. They pulled their bodies together, naked skin warm beneath their hands. Aunt Nats rolled over onto her back and Allen followed to lay atop her. He slowly slipped his cock inside her wet pussy and began a slow, easy fuck. He pushed up on his hands and looked down at his Aunt as they fucked. She took hold of his ass and pulled him more tightly into her pussy as he bent his head down and began sucking her hard nipples. She bent her head back and said, "Oh, Allen, sweetheart, your fat cock feels so good inside my pussy. It's the best I've ever had. Never stop fucking me." "I promise, Aunt Nats, I'll always fuck you," he said as he began to pick up the pace and she squealed and wrapped her legs around his and hammered her hips to meet his. They continued like this for some minutes until she threw her head back and yelled and he began to shoot his last cum shot of the night up inside her pussy, grunting as he did so. When their orgasms subsided he slid down on top of her, her big tits pressing against his chest, their lips coming together for a few moments and then they rolled over, assumed their position for sleeping and drifted of into sound, contented slumber. He woke up the next morning when he felt Aunt Nats getting out of bed. She told him to stay put and go back to sleep, he had a big night ahead of him. He didn't need much convincing and he went back to sleep. It was close to noon when he walked towards the kitchen dressed in a robe. As he walked past the family room he heard his name called. Looking into the room he saw Aunt Nats sitting in a recliner and Maggie sitting on the couch with her legs pulled up under her. "Good morning, sweetheart," Aunt Nats said. "Did you sleep well?" "Yes, ma'am. Better than I have in a while." "So would you prefer breakfast or lunch?" she asked. "Um, I can pull something together, you don't need to do it." "She's not, I am," Maggie said as she unfolded from the couch. "I'm going to make you my specialty." "A bowl of cereal?" he asked, all innocence. She took a swing at him and then wrapped him up in her long arms and mocked wrestled with him before kissing him soundly and then dragging him towards the kitchen. Aunt Nats smiled and laughed. She went to the refrigerator and pulled out what she needed and then began preparing a batch of french toast. She called into the family room. "Any for you, Aunt Nats?" "Just two slices, darling." She looked at Allen and asked, "Syrup or cinnamon sugar?" "Syrup, please," he replied. In a short time the three were sitting at the table helping themselves to Maggie's handiwork. Allen was impressed and said so. "This is really terrific, Maggie. I didn't know you were such a good cook." "You didn't get the chance to know. I intend to change that. I learned a lot from my mom. It's one of the reasons my not eating much bothered her so much. She puts a lot of effort into her meals. I'll have to invite you over for dinner soon," she said with a smile. Allen looked over at his aunt and said, "Uh, oh, Aunt Nats. She wants to take me home to meet her mother. I'm in trouble." His aunt laughed and he got another swat from Maggie. "My, aren't we the funny man this morning." "Actually, I'm pretty funny most of the time. I was just too tense lately for it to show. You two have helped with that, and the change in my situation. You may want to rethink our budding relationship," he said with a straight face. Maggie looked at Aunt Nats and said, "Help me, Aunt Nats. I don't think I can handle this." "I'm sorry, my dear, but I'm so tickled to see him like this, I wouldn't want to do anything to stop it," she said with a smile. The three spent a relatively quiet afternoon in deference to Allen's upcoming debut. They watched some movies and played some games and then Maggie went home to eat dinner while Aunt Nats and Allen ate theirs. Then Allen dressed in his best casual clothes that he brought with him and he and his aunt drove to the community center. Maggie was coming with her parents separately. When they pulled into the lot, Aunt Nats said, "My, the lot looks pretty full. There should be a crowd." "Really?" Allen asked, suddenly quite nervous. "Relax, sweetheart. You'll do fine." When Allen walked into the center with his aunt, his nervousness ratcheted up a notch. It was quite a crowd and he immediately sought out the one familiar face he expected to be there. It wasn't hard since she was taller than most there. She smiled and waved him over to where she stood with two adults he assumed were her parents. "Hi, Allen," she said, taking hold of his hand. "This is my mom and dad, Janet and Jerry O'Hanlon. Mom, Dad, this is Allen." "It's wonderful to meet you, Allen. Maggie has told us a great deal about you, of course." "It's nice to meet you, too. And you, sir," as he offered his hand to her father. "A young fella with manners. There's something you don't see often these days," her father replied. The same woman as before hurried up to Allen and said, "I'm so glad to see you. It seems the word has gotten out and the prospect of some free entertainment brought everyone out." "Yeah, a lot more than I thought," Allen said looking around. Maggie squeezed his hand. "You'll be fine. See how they have the piano? You won't be able to see all the people." "What's wrong?" Maggie's mom asked. "Allen gets stage fright before he starts to play in front of people. He's okay once he gets going. I'm going to have to help him. Oh, look, that lady is waving to us, I think she wants you to start. Come on, a deep breath and up we go." Allen took the deep breath and then let Maggie lead him up to the piano. He did his best to avoid looking at the dozens of people that were standing around the room. He sat down on the bench and Maggie took her place to his left. His hands were trembling and she leaned in and whispered in his ear and ran a hand up and down his back a bit. Then she squared herself up and began playing the bass line he had taught her. As the music began he looked at her and smiled once and then he put his right hand over the keys and began to play the melody. It started out simple but at least his hand was steady. Even so it received some appreciative nods from the audience. As the nervousness ebbed he began to play more energetically and soon he was lost in that place and Maggie stopped and slid off the bench to stand back toward the wall. Aunt Nats and Maggie's parents, along with the others, were astounded by what they were hearing. The slightly built fifteen year old was filling the room and it's surroundings with a driving rhythmic sound that soon had many tapping their feet or bobbing their heads to the beat. It appeared that some in attendance must have been caught up in the swing revival of the 90s and they began to dance to his music. As for Allen he was lost in that place again and was only barely aware that there were people in the room, being moved a little or a lot by his playing. From inside came the jumble of feelings that had hit him that week. The dislocation, the tension, the amazement in finding Maggie and the roller coaster ride that was the evening he found happiness, true happiness. It all came out in his playing. Had his release that night been sex, his partner, or partners, would have been fucked senseless. Instead, it all flowed out through his hands to the keyboard. He played for over an hour, moving from one song to the next, sometimes bridging the gap with improvisations or extending a classic boogie tune with his own variations. Maggie was the first to notice something was wrong because like before, she was watching his hands, learning how they moved, when she noticed the red marks on the keyboard. Masking her alarm she walked up behind him and rubbing his shoulders and began talking softly in his ear. She finally broke through and the intensity of his playing eased and he slowly brought the last piece to an end. Aunt Nats realized something was amiss and she moved to join Maggie as did her parents. The lady who ran the center bustled over. "My goodness, that was simply incredible. I can't remember such an exciting night here. Wait, is something wrong?" "He's played his fingers raw, Mrs. Marchetti. We need some ointment and band-aides." "Oh dear, yes, right this way." Allen was helped up and led to the office, his hands cradled in front of him, the adults blocking him from view of the audience who were now getting curious. Several people were pointing at the keyboard and whispering. Aunt Nats took charge and began to work on his fingers. They weren't in fact, rubbed raw. The callouses formed over years of playing had split on several fingers, three on the right and one on the left. Blood was oozing from the splits. Maggie and her parents looked on. "Well, son, I have to say that was quite a performance. You really had those people out there, what's the old word, jiving, yes. It was really something to see and hear." "But look at his fingers, dear," Maggie's mom said, looking at her husband. "I've heard of that before. Although it's usually bass players who finger pluck but other guitarists as well. The boy just has a passion for his music. Nothing wrong with that." Maggie was standing behind Allen stroking his damp hair. He was just leaning his head back against her stomach. "Should we take him home?" she asked. "I'd think not," his aunt said. "I'd like for him to meet some of the people that will be his neighbors for awhile." So, once his fingers were bandaged they walked back out into the main room. Someone cleaned up the keyboard with some rubbing alcohol, and someone else sat down and played some popular tunes, well enough to provide some background music to the conversation that was taking place. A number of people offered Allen compliments on his playing, others expressing amazement at the performance. He did his best to keep his bandaged fingers out of sight. A small refreshment counter was set up and Maggie got drinks for the two of them. Holding his cup in both hands he sipped his soda and looked at Maggie. "You did really great up there getting us started. You could really be good." "Thank you, sweetheart. But money is kind of tight for us. I don't know that we could afford lessons," she said. "I understand. But I can get you going pretty well. When we pick up my stuff, I'll be bringing back my books and I have all my lesson books from when I started. Some of them are kind of juvenile, I was only five when I started," he said, drinking more of his soda. "That would be wonderful," she said, that big beautiful smile lighting up her face. "How are you feeling? It looks like that took a lot out of you." "I'm kinda tired. But it sounds like everyone had fun." "Yes, you should have seen it. You even had some people dancing. It's a shame you can't see it," she said. A few more people came by and had nice things to say about Allen but it was also obvious that they were scrutinizing him and it was obvious to those around him. "Tsk, you'd think he was a bug in a display case," Mrs, O'Hanlon said. "I guess they are trying to figure out if I'm some kind of mad genius maybe, muahaha," he said in a low voice. Maggie almost spit out the soda she was drinking as she tried to stifle a laugh. They stayed for another half hour and then made to leave, stopping to say good night to Mrs. Marchetti, who expressed her gratitude and concern from Allen's hands. They waved to some others and then went to their cars, with Maggie going with Allen to help him with the car doors she said. Walking up to he front door of the house, Maggie and Aunt Nats had Allen bracketed and once inside they marched him directly to Aunt Nats bedroom and had him climb up on the bed. They sat to either side of him. "So, young man, tell me what that was all about," Aunt Nats began. "What? The playing. I've told you about that. I just get going and go someplace inside my head and it all comes pouring out," he said. "Hmm, Maggie, darling, would you go to the freezer and bring back two of those reusable cold packs. His fingers must be throbbing." Maggie slid off the bed and hurried out of the room. Aunt Nats looked down at him and said, "There was a lot more to pour out than usual though, right?" Allen looked up into those warm brown eyes and said, "Yes, it was a pretty hairy roller coaster ride this week. I guess it's more of that stuff from the other night. Maybe now it will all be gone and I can get back to normal." She patted his leg and gave it a rub. Maggie came back in and handed Aunt Nats the bags and two wash clothes. A bag was placed on a cloth on each side of the bed and his fingers placed on the cold packs. After a couple of moments he smiled a bit and said that it felt better. "I wish there was something I could do to take your mind off your fingers, sweetheart," Maggie said, "but with everything that happened, I don't know if I should." "It would be nice to feel something else and you do need to keep up with your new diet," he said with a smirk. Maggie's face lit up and she ran her long fingered hands over the front of his pants, feeling the bulge there. While Aunt Nats watched Maggie deftly undid the button and zipper and tugged his pants and shorts down. His shoes were already off so she pulled off his socks and slid his pants all the way off. His cock was semi rigid and gaining in length and girth. Maggie dipped her head down and licked the tip of his cock and then slipped her lips over the head. It took only a few sucking trips up and down the shaft for her to have him at full hardness. She played with his balls as she sucked his cock. Aunt Nats got up and began to disrobe. As she had the other night, she left on the garter belt and stockings. Then she walked around to where Maggie sat and began to take the younger girl's clothes off. Without breaking contact with Allen's cock she was soon naked and Aunt Nats was running her hands, lips and tongue over the smooth pale skin. Maggie shifted her position so that she was kneeling with her ass held high and Aunt Nats was able to get at Maggie's pussy and asshole unhindered. As the older woman licked, the younger began to moan around a mouthful of cock. Allen closed his eyes and let his head settle into the pillow, just enjoying the sensations of Maggie's mouth and hands. He knew he'd have to find a way to repay her and he had plenty of ideas on how to do that. Aunt Nats paused in the attention she was paying to Maggie and opened the drawer of her night stand and pulled out a vibrator. She went back to licking Maggie's pussy while she used the vibrator to stimulate her own clit and pussy lips. Maggie pushed Allen's legs apart and began working her tongue on his asshole and he began to moan and undulate his hips. Her hand was stroking his wet cock and since it had been nearly a day since his last orgasm he felt his balls tightening before too long. He mumbled, "Maggie, I'm going to cum." She pulled her head for between his legs and recaptured half his cock in her mouth. She sucked and licked and fondled his balls until his hips arched and he began to pump his cum into her eager mouth, grunting as he did so. "Oh, fuck, oh, fuck, Maggie, oh god," was all he could articulate as she valiantly attempted to swallow his ample offering. As before she was able to capture all of the first two streams but then it began to run out down his shaft, onto his balls and lower belly. When he was done she began to lick and suck up what had gotten away from her. When she was done she rolled over, her head resting on Allen's legs and her legs wide open giving Aunt Nats full access. Aunt Nats brought the vibrator up and began to apply it to Maggie's clit causing the girl to yelp, then moan how good that it felt. Without stopping Aunt Nats dipped back into the drawer and pulled out another one, larger and colored black. This one she applied to herself and soon both of Allen's girls were moaning and writhing. After a while, at Aunt Nats suggestion they put themselves in a 69 position alongside Allen, Maggie being closest to him, each using a vibrator on the others clit, pussy and asshole. The best Allen could do was rub Maggie's bare back with the back of his hand. It wasn't too long before the each shuddered through a body wracking orgasm but they kept on going and a second round, more intense than the first tore through them both. After their spasms subsided, the two women lay there holding onto each other for some moments and then Maggie rolled over to lay beside Allen. She brought up his one hand and gently kissed the back of it. Then she turned her head and kissed his lips softly. "Get some sleep, lover. I'm going home and I'll be back tomorrow and we can just hang out all day, okay?" "I'd like that. The first of many," he said with a smile.