Chapter 7

Allan knew next to nothing about making love. The night of our honeymoon, he jumped on me like a savage, penetrating deep within me. He was rather husky, well built, but he didn't use his assets to best advantage, A little bit too much used to viciousness and the refinements therein, I had to hava some sexual preparation. The result: Allan only excited me and I lay there wanting... warm and unsatisfied. He didn't even notice my condition. He. was so quick about it that I don't think he even considered whether I was virgin or not.

I really didn't love him. Frustrating me in such away caused me to become more passionate. I was with a handsome man who knew little about the techniques of love. It was a pity for I anticipated many happy moments in bed with him.

But a woman who knows the paths of vice is always equiped. When he was asleep and after he had withdrawn from coitus three times proving only profitable for himself, I got up and crept silently to Gerty's room. She lived in a small room at the end of the hallway. Her bed was plush and large enough for both of us. A grayish mirror reflected our bodies in a lewd light giving an atmosphere of intimacy and negligence.

Did my dear Gertrude have any idea of what would happen? One thing that was certain was that the door to her room was always slightly ajar. There was always a bed lamp illuminated like a hopeful candle. When I came in I often found my lover lying prone on her lenghtly bed masturbating.

It was a delight to see her so. Her pose was divine, her gests adorable, and her face lighted with passion. Her middle finger turned round and round over the hps of her pusy. I could see the wetness and redness that this marvelous spectacle produced. The sounds she made were music to my ears. She grabbed her pubic hairs like one in a state of supreme need. Another hand cupped her anal region...

When I opened the door to her room, her nightgown was almost over her head and she let out a sudden sigh of pleasure. She came right afterwards simply because my presence had created a burning effect. Her damp rosebud glimmered in the dim light. Her stomach rolled around like a great ball and her hand faithfully gripped her raw cunt hairs. She made a special gift to me by permitring her delicious clitoris to come into view.

I literally ran to her and pushed my hungery mouth into that love chamber. Her finger moved back and forth while she glided into her last vigorous spasms of joy.

"Do you have any sperm in your cunt?" Gerty asked suddenly.

"Yes he came in me three times... but he didn't make me come. Isn't it awful?"

"Come here I'll do the needed job... I knew he wouldn't be able to do it... Men aren't very bright sometimes... Come my lovely, put it on my mouth and let's see..."

I really wanted to suck her off as well. I knelt over her and gave her my valve immediately. As I leaned over my Gerty I could see her greedy eyes checking on every hair, and then her long tongue dipped into my love box. Finally the hot sperm reached her opened cavern. She supped it in and swallowed every drop as though she were eating the white of an egg.

It was difficult to wait and I decided to dip my bead into her hot snatch. It was my turn to lap up some substance and I didn't have the intention of sticking around too long. It was tasty and I squeeled with delight. She let out an ample discharge and nipped at my clitoris like a playful kitten.

Gerty was not exaggerating. She knew what to do. In a few minutes I was entirely satisfied and healed from my three excursions with Allan. Just licking her legs where the dribble of sperm came down heightened my thrill. After a second orgasm, I entered our marital room and found Allan still asleep. He was even snoring so it was apparent that he had not heard me.

During the early period of my marriage, I enjoyed some frenetic moments with Gerty. This was produced by my becoming pregnant due to the nightly intrusions of my husband. He thought that pregnancy took away all sexual desire and thus left me alone. This gave me time to he with Gertrude and we put on many an obscene show, there was no question about my love for Gerty. We made love like two people who were madly in love. I knew every square inch of her body. Even though T felt that my soul was tarnished and perhaps even damned, I kept up the tempo. My abdomen pushed out and Gerty becamt enraged, but this did not prevent her from caressing me and pleasing me all the more. Anyway I was always ready for my lover.

When I was ready to deliver, by a caprice that only a woman can be guilty of, I decided to give birth to my child in my father's house. Gerty was unable to accompany me. Poor Allan didn't even know how to make an omeltte for himself.

I assured her that it would not be long before I would return and at that in even belter shape. Aunt Hilda wanted to be near me at the crucial moment. It was a strange fantasy on her part but I proved considerate and understanding.

It was aunt Hilda who picked me up and she had gentleness shining in her eyes.

"What a funny idea to give birth in your father's house. You could have done it just as well in your own home. 1 must tell you that your father is behaving quite strangely. He has such a strange manner about him."

I looked at my aunt and quickly noticed thai she had become more attractive. Although she was never considered a raving beauty, she was shapely and at the bottom an enticing wench. Perhaps her breasts were no longer young and her rump was tilting slightly, but for certain men she had an intriguing beauty. But after all, she was clumsy and it would be bard to imagine her in the arms of a lover.

We were seated in the hall and my aunt still acting oddly spoke to me in a whisper. She seemed preoccupied with the condition of my father.

"Why do you want to take this room?" She looked deep in my eyes.

"But aunty, it is so convenient. Before I got married I lived in it and, well... it means something to me. Anyway I don't see why it should be extraordinary that I would want to be there at such a time."

"It is very close to your father's room."

"And?"

"Well, I am going to tell you something. You know the portrait of your grandfather... the eyes are cut out... and your father looks through them."

"Is that so, Aunty?"

"Yes, it is."

"What a terrible thing to do... Was he watching you when you undressed last night?"

"Yes... To such a point that I bad to turn out the light wen I went to bed last night and undress in the dark. But even the other aspects of your father's behavior is rather strange... Outside of his work, he never seems to go out. He closes himself in his room more and more. And even when he walks in the house lie just strolls around in shorts... You know, it is terribly embarrassing for me."

"Do you think he will spy on me when I'm in this room?''

"Yes, and 1 think the best solution is for you to sleep with me."

"Well, it's an idea at least."

"And you won't have any worries;!'

I decided to think things over. I glanced at Aunt Hilda and found her slightly nervous.

"When you saw papa in short? were you really set back?"

"Why of course. In front of his sister you would expect him to be more careful."

She seemed and I even thought a tear came to her eye. Hilda bar! a bizarre look in her gray eyes.

A little later my father came in. He was very kind to me, talking gayly. He was completely different. I couldn't help watching the way he fondly eyed aunt Hilda. Was it possible that my father was in love with his sister? It seemed quite likely. My thoughts were very perverted and I was willing to accept any motive of any kind that would kindle that infectious way of thinking. My perversion was certainly an emanation of his.

Was I to thank him for this or not?

For my arrival my aunt prepared a sumptions dinner. We not only ate a great deal bu we drank more than our share. I notice that for every swallow I took and there were quite a few, my aunt matched me all the way.

When we went upstairs to sleep, she was higher than a kite. She wanted to turn out the light, but I restrained her from doing so. Putting her fingers up to her lips_she pointed to the portrait that was watching in on us. I just shrugged my shoulders and continued to undress myself.

I begged my aunt to do the same as I but she hesitated before deciding to do so. I liked watching her. It gave mo a certain proud pleasure. Her body was rather sensual with very white skin. She was worth something more than a chaste, fasidious life, his aunt of mine. I congratulated myself on my wicked thoughts. Thanks to me, and if he were in love with her, my father now saw his sister nude and reeling in the temptuous throes of the beginning of the love game. She still had her panties on as well as her brassier. I didn't force matters

I was a good girl... and I loved to show my belly and my heavy breasts, the results of my pregnant condition.

I tried to loosen up auntie Hilda by telling a few jokes and the wine and dinner helped matters. She finally took off her panties and bra.

I was right. In this nude state of hers, it was easy to desire her. My perversity didn't take shape all at once. I held back and drank in her very feminine odor. Of course, I wanted to he all over her, break her in, make her like Gerty. I was sure she would come around to seeing things as I did.

"Do you think that someone is looking at us?" I said in a low voice close to her ear.

"I'm sure of it. I can even see the eyes sparkle."

"And yet you're not hiding at all, this time. Is it because I'm with you?"

"Yes, that's probably it... and you're nude as well and it doesn't seem to bother you either?"

"You know how men are aunty. They always want to see a woman undress. And I'll admit something to you. It really doesn't displease me."

"Yes, but it's your father that is looking in on us."

"So? He is a man the same as any other, except that he is very vicious. You should see his library. They are terribly filthy books and some with illustrations."

"Oh. How do you know this?"

"Because I've read some of them... and liked them. And what's more I'm sure that you would enjoy them as well."

Now, my aunt's eyes were lighting up. She moved voluptuously and emitted a sigh. Her breasts stood out and I could see her red points harden.

"Why haven't you ever been married aunt Hilda?"

"I never had the occasion."

"You would have wanted to be married, wouldn't you?"

"Why yes, like any other woman..."

"Haven't you ever known desire?"

Of course. For a certain time, I felt uneasy with myself."

We were side by side, and we contemplated our nudity. We spoke in a low voice. I felt that my aunt was becoming excited, but I did not want to work too quickly . It pleased me to see her in such a nervous state. Little by little I decided to unveil her. It would be a real joy to see her play into my hands.

"Do you like being close to me and in the nude, aunt Hilda?"

"I can't say truthfully that I dislike it."

She looked up at me and I could see that she was a bit unsure as ye*.

"However, I think it is quite bad what we are doing."

"I don't see what's wrong. I'm not so attractive with my stomach in his condition.'

"Oh, but you are. Your skin is so white... and soft."

"How do you know it is all that soft? You haven't touched it. Here, I'll show you that you're right, it is rather soft and agreeable to touch."

She touched my arm, reddened a bit and then bruskly I took the initiative and placed her hand between my thighs.

"That's where my skin is the softest." I squeezed my thighs together and trapper her hand in the meatier part.

"Oh, Lucy. This is very bad. I'm sure your father is looking in on us."

"And so? If he is watching us, he is in the wrong. I'm sure he is not going to brag about it. He'll keep it to himself. And what's more I like your hand right where it is. It's good. Haven't you ever had a band between your crotch?"

She din't say a word but the look she gave me demonstrated a certain amount of eloquence

"Once in awhile I caress myself like this. See? This is the way I liked it when I was younger, hut since I've discovered that a tongue is better."

"What are von saying? The tongue...

"But of course, aunty. Two friends can do a lot with their tongues. It does wonders."

"How disgusting."

"Because you never tried it you find it disgusting?... But you are mistaken, darling aunt."

Suddenly I turned out the light and told her that I was doing to sleep. In the dark, I drew np against my aunt and pushed her to the wall. We pressed our ears against the wall and heard my father walk away from his hiding place.

"Did you hear that, aunt Hilda?"

"Yes... What a vicious girl you are to make me hear it. Come now let*B go to sleep."

After a slight lull. I cuddled up to her and brought her in my arms. I kissed her tenderly. Uncounsciously one of my hands fell on her breasts and I felt the pointed tip dart out insolently.

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"If you were alone, aunty, what would you do?"

"You know very well."

1 felt her body shudder slightly and brought my stomach up to hers. I told her that I could feel something inside me budge. Attentively she waited, crisped, while my hand wiggled in between her thighs.

"Let me do it darling Hilda. I want to give you some pleasure. It will be so good. You'll see."

"No, no. I don't want you to. It's very bad. x

For a few seconds we struggled. I tried to open her legs but she drew away and pushed me back with her long fingered hands.

Not wanting to throw the entire situation in the dumps, I thought it best to remain still for a while. But I spoke to her and the words I .J4A.ed must have shocked her. It was a pity that I couldn't see her face.

"Let me try just once with my hands aunty. Nothing but that. What harm can it do? I want to do it because I like you... I'm in love with you. You're still just a novice, and I want to tame you. It will do you good.

I know she felt my warmth, but she just stayed there immobile and stiff, her back glued to the wall. I knew she was listening to my words of fire and I was sure they would have their effect.

"Making love for two women is nothing at all. There are many who do it, confess about it, but still keep it up. You're wrong to refuse."

"Be quiet Lucy, be quiet."

"Then if that is the way you wish it, I'm going to masturbate right in front of you. It will be all your fault you know."

Already I had my hand on my cunt and I was masturbating with an ardor which was quite clear. I was quite well disposed to do so. Full of juice, my pussy was broiling. The words that I had uttered stimulated me. I started to moan with strange calls of love.

Then I felt her come toward me. For a second I stopped my masturbating. I understood. She was fingering herself as,, well, humping her buttocks, tapping her round cheeks on the matress.

I searched her mouth, found it, and drunk it in gluttonously.

"Here we are aunty, one for the other."

She left off her solitary game and I did likewise. Arms folded around my body and I reciprocated willingly. I felt her fingers open the doors to my cunt.

"Do whatever you wish. I can't resist you.

"I continued to masturbate myself with her hand and then T used my wares on her. She was well lubricated and I toyed with her clitoris as though it were a Rucked piece of candy. Just thinking of how she was reacting gave me an added thrill. Our pleasure sought new hounds and we were steadly climbing to the heights of lesbian pleasure.

"Isn't it wonderful aunty. I mean just letting yourself being jerked off that way?"

"Yes, it's good, but how am I ever going to look at myself again. I haven't the force to push your band away, and yet, you're my niece, you know.

"An incestuous loving niece let's say."

"You even admit it?"

"Yes, if you'll admit that it helps that it's me that..."

"I bid you told your tongue you little devil. Shush."

"Do you want me to stop?"

"No, don't stop now whatever you do. Please don't stop. I'm, I'm going... to come. Lucy, some more dearest, please... oh, me come... oh, it's good... yes::: that's it... your finger farther and stiffer... oh my goodness. I'm in heaven."

"They've got big asses, the angels have."

"You're right and they've got big pricks as well, hard as a hammer... and their nuts. I want them all to come and fetch me, one after the other will do fine... And that's good Lucy, some more and then some... keep it up darling. It's your aunt who is speaking... be nice to her."

"Then will you want to begin again?"

"As much as you wish... Come... give me your best... oh, that's it... marvelous. It's divine when you touch me there... yes, yes., there., with those two fingers... Oh, how juicy I'm becoming."

"Do you get this hot and wet when you do it yourself? And how is it now when I touch you there? Do I know how to do it?"

"The first time I locked myself in, it was in this room that I first did it. I didn't know that your father was looking in through the portrait of his father. That night I came violently because the effect did something to me."

"Isn't it true that being vicious alone can give a double pleasure?"

She refused to answer probably due to her excessive puritanism. All she had to offer was a couple of strenuous moans.

"Everything is fine... Let's start again now... I'm going to let myself go this time... Yes, that's what I'll do... You'll like more and more... Oh, that delicious... again, again... hummm, hummm still some more there... yes., oh, my love, my love., that's it... I'm coming... darling, my love..: ohhhhh."

She had some violent thrusts backward and forwards and she smothered her cries in her cupped hands. Her hi ecu ping excited me all the more. She grabbed me and then suddenly she fainted away like a heavy seal.

When she regained consciousness she gave her body to me as though it bad been mine for several months. Our tongues melted together like two hot flames. We licked each others teeth and gums. Her hand lowered to my pubic hairs, but I pushed her away.

"Not yet."

"Why? You have made me happy and yet you have nothing to show for it... I want to give you something in return..."

"What do you propose?" I played the innocent.

"We'll do the famous position together. You know it, sixty-nine? I'll show you what I mean. You will put your head between my thighs and I'll do the same to you. We will suck and lick. You will see that it i¯ better than just fingering."

She used more science with her tongue than with her fingers. She sacked well and we came together. Aunt Hilda even pushed her entire face into my pussy so much had she missed this thrill in life.

"Tomorrow we will do the same thing in daylight, when he won't be here. I want to see you come... and see your pussy... and your sperm... I want to see you happy as I have been... Will you consent?"

"Well, it wouldn't be any kindness for a niece to refuse such a lovable aunt. If it is as good as tonight, I think I'll he overjoyed. I want to come, again and again."

"Yes, and I want to make up for missing time... I want to make love until I die."

We went to sleep in each other's arms like two tame kittens. Kittens with happy smiles on their faces.