Chapter 12

My Aunt Minnie came out of her house to meet me as I crawled through the fence between our horse pasture and her sideyard. Like Granny she'd spent time going to school and working on the outside and she sometimes wore clothes that scandalized even my ma, to say nothing of most other hill country folk.

Min was wearing one of the most scandalizing of all the outsider-type clothes she owned as she walked to me: a bright bikini. There was about enough to the halter part to barely cover each nipple of her two big tits. And south of that was another patch of the same bright cloth hardly big enough to cover the lips of her cunt. It left about half her cunt-hair uncovered.

I'd never seen her in it before. We did have television, so I'd seen women in bikinis before on TV, if not in the living flesh, but even TV hadn't prepared me for a bikini like Min's. I think her bikini made her look more naked than she'd have looked had she been baby bareassed naked.

I stopped short and stood there gaping at her. Min asked, "Have you seen Abner anywhere, Tarzan?" She was the only one in the family who ever called me that, but she'd heard about the school kids' nickname for me and thought it was "cute" and started using it. Even Abner never called me that because he knew I'd smash him if he tried it. But I couldn't very well smash Min. Besides being my father's baby sister and therefore my aunt, she was a girl and a damned pretty girl, at that. She was just about old enough to be old Abner's big sister instead of his stepmother.

And was she ever stacked!

Anyhow, I managed to find my voice. At first it came out more like a croak than like my normal voice, but I managed to make her understand me as I responded to her question by telling her, "I been in the corn field choppin' weeds, Min; I never seen nothing of old Abner there."

"I wonder where he could've disappeared to?" Min murmured.

"Anything I can help you with?" I asked.

She gave me kind of a searching, speculative look, then said, almost like she was thinking out loud, "My, how you have grown; you really do look like a Tarzan. Maybe you could-"

She broke off, giving me another narrow-eyed, searching look, then declared, "I wouldn't be surprised if you couldn't help me even better than Abner If you wouldn't mind?"

I smiled, recovering from the effects of my first sight of Min in that bikini, and said, "My pleasure."

She chuckled and reached a hand up and rested it on my shoulder, making her big tits threaten to spill free of that skimpy halter, as she marveled, "You look like you've outgrown even my big brother. Aren't you bigger than your daddy?"

"A mite," I admitted. Then reminded, "You needed some help, you said?" I think I managed to sound cool enough but my throat felt tight with a wild excitement.

Min said, "I want to take a sun bath and I need help rubbing oil into all my skin so I'll tan evenly and won't burn. Would you be a dear and do it for me?"

I gulped and nodded. Aunt Min took my hand and led me into the house and through it and out behind it to an area she'd had walled off for complete privacy. There was even a stout gate and an equally stout lock on it to ensure that privacy against intrusion. She kept two big German shepherds in the fenced backyard surrounding the area. But I'd never even stopped to wonder, before she showed me in there that morning, why Min seemed to take such pains to ensure so much privacy.

As she locked the door behind us, however, I had a sudden hunch what her thing about privacy was all about. I waited, hardly breathing, as Aunt Min turned from locking the gate and walked to the center of the enclosure where she had a blanket spread in the sunshine. She stretched out upon the blanket laid over a soft carpet of thick lawn grass. As she settled herself, she said, "Get my bottle of body oil over there on the bench, will you, darling?"

I brought the bottle to her and she patted the grass beside the blanket as she said, "Now will you be a dear boy and spread some of it across Min's shoulders and rub it in until it disappears?" So I spread the perfumed oil over her shoulders. I'd never really noticed before what lovely, feminine shoulders Min had, just as I'd never before really noticed what nice tits she had before my first glimpse of them in that bikini. I guess I'd really never looked at her before because she'd been Min to me and not a tasty bite of feminine dessert. But Granny and my sisters had gotten my eyes open to female loveliness wherever I encountered it. So I found my whole body vibrating with a strange, wild kind of excitement as my hand rubbed oil into Min's smooth, tanned skin.

I hadn't finished oiling her shoulders when she suddenly told me, "Untie my halter strings whenever you're ready to move lower. I want the oil spread evenly all the way down my back, you see."

The excitement already boiling inside me began steaming harder. My stiff cock got even stiffer, acting determined to force its way through the cloth of my overalls. I had trouble untying the strings holding Min's bikini halter, my hands were trembling so. When it fell free, she murmured, "That's better."

She turned her head suddenly to look straight at me, asking, "Why don't you get out of those sweaty clothes and take a sun bath, too? Or maybe you'd rather take a shower first?" She gestured to a far corner of the enclosure that I hadn't really noticed before, pointing out, "There's a shower right there."

I protested, "But I can't take no shower with my clothes on, but there's no walls around that thing. I'd shock you and you'd likely tell pa I'm awful if I was to just skin off my clothes and walk in there naked as a jaybird right in front of you. No tellin' what pa'd do."

"That's silly," Min scolded softly. "You have a beautiful body and you'd ought to feel proud to let someone like me who appreciates beauty admire it. I'll never tell your pa if you don't tell on me. He'd be scandalized about me letting you rub that oil on me."

I knew that was gospel truth. Pa thought tomcatting after women no blood kin to you was any real man's natural way. Even fucking his mother-in-law fit into his code with no problem on account of she was no blood kin either. But I'd heard him hold forth about how he'd reform the white trash fathers the law hauled in, now and then for fucking their own daughters or nieces or sisters, blood kin.

I thought on it as I smoothed oil on down Min's lovely back. I wondered how I'd been so blind as never to've seen before what a lot of woman this young aunt of mine truly was. Just rubbing her back with my hand excited me so much it made my cock ache.

I worked my way down to where the bottom of her bikini crossed her smooth brown ass. I started to jump to the luscious cheeks of her ass below it, but she stopped my move, quietly directing, "Don't skip." She put a hand to the side of the bikini, gave a tug, and it came apart. She said calmly, "Throw it out of your way."

Because I didn't know anything better to say, I asked, "I'm rubbing the oil in the way you want?"

She purred, "I've never had it done so well before, Lukey." The way she forgot the nickname and called me by my own name made what she said sound convincingly sincere to my ears. She went on quietly, "You've got such wonderful hands, for a man. Such gentle hands, for so big and strong a man. Such completely masculine hands. Such sexy hands. Hands I'd love having caress my body all day." A low, sexy chuckle rippled out of her, then in a husky whisper she added, "Better yet, all night."

I felt so excited I was sure my whole body must be vibrating so you could see it. I began spreading more oil below the point where I'd left off, on down over Min's lusciously beautiful ass. I damned near strangled just trying to keep pulling enough air into my lungs through my excitement-tightened throat.

I moved from the cheeks of Min's lovely ass to the outside of her upper thighs, just below her hip joints. I got the skin oiled along the outside and back of both legs clear down to her knees. I had a feeling if I just tried working on down her shapely calves, she was going to kick about my skipping that area just below those luscious cheeks of her ass, the rear gateway to her loins and inner thighs where her shapely legs merged into her lower body on either side of her cunt.

Pride or something made me determined not to give her any such cause for complaint. So I pulled in all the breath I could force into my lungs, which wasn't too much; the seething excitement in me had created what felt like a steel band around my chest or a sort of paralysis in my breathing mechanism. Talk about breathless! Any other time I'd probably have been scared shitless at finding such a feeling in my chest. Right then, however, I just didn't seem to have time to think about it like it wasn't all that important, compared with what I was about to do.

I poured some more oil in my hand and thrust my fingers in between Min's legs, beginning to spread the oil there at the rear door to her cunt. Almost immediately she moved her legs slowly apart until they were spread wide and I could see the bottom edge of her cunt-hair.

Lordy, I felt like I might be going to come in my pants, I was so steamed. I was probably wheezing as I struggled to get the breath in and out of my frozen lungs. My damned hands were trembling so much it was all I could do not to spill the oil.

Taking plenty of time I cautiously slipped my fingers down into that crease of velvety skin where Min's shapely left leg joined her lower belly. I spread oil over it good and then slowly and very gently rubbed it in even better.

I got more oil, then thrust my fingers even deeper into that hot crease of flesh. Suddenly I felt that lower fringe of her cunt-hair brushing against my knuckles, but Min wasn't protesting. Lazily she murmured, "You've got really great, great hands, Lukey lover. You know something? That name the other kids call you Tarzan? I'll never be able to call you that again. Somehow it simply doesn't fit the lover I know you are or can be. Are you a great lover too, love?"

I muttered, "I wouldn't know 'bout that. I reckon you'd have to be the one to say how to answer that." I didn't add anything else.

I began rubbing in the oil up there next to the bottom edge of Min's cunt-hair and at about the third pass my fingertips made through that exotic crease a low gasp came out of her, sounding breathless. I knew I wasn't the only one getting thoroughly steamed and that gave me a feeling of strange satisfaction.

I kept sending my fingertips back down into that soft, hot crease of hers and suddenly Min murmured breathlessly, "Your hands feel so ... delicious!"

So I kept right on rubbing the oil into her there with a feather touch of my fingertips and the longer I rubbed, the more of a problem Min seemed to be having with her breathing. That skin right up there next to the bottom of her cunt felt so soft I got afraid if I rubbed it too long, even with a feather touch, I might make it sore. So I switched to the soft, hot crease where the other leg joined her lower belly. By the time I had the oil rubbed in thoroughly there, Min was panting audibly, even though she'd buried her face in one arm in what I took to be an effort to muffle the sound.

I finally decided I'd given that area enough attention and started spreading oil down her inner thighs toward her knees. But her head came up instantly as she asked, "What are you doing, Lukey?"

"Oiling the rest of your legs," I said innocently. "That's what you wanted, ain't it?"

She put her head back down, face in her arm, and didn't answer. Before I'd finished oiling the rest of her legs and feet, her breathing had quieted. I finished her second foot and sat back on my heels, leaving the next move to her.

Min rolled over almost instantly. Her skimpy bikini parts stayed where they had been on the blanket and she lay stretched there before me naked as a baby. She was watching me quietly. So I tried to act just as casual as she seemed, tried to keep any sign of the raging hunger I felt blazing inside me from showing in my eyes. But, man oh man, how I wanted to fuck that sweet aunt of mine right then. I managed to hold myself in, however.

Maybe she was testing, curious to see what I'd do. Anyhow, she suddenly gave me a quiet smile and murmured, "You're so much better controlled than most men I've known. So cool and mature and gentle. You really are something. And here I've wasted so much time because I thought you were merely an overgrown -" She interrupted herself again sharply, declaring, "How I am rattling on! Don't mind me, love. Go ahead with your job. Oil the rest of me exactly like you've oiled my back."

I went at it, spreading oil over the skin covering the front of one ankle, then the other. It wasn't easy to keep from staring at Min's luscious cunt as I oiled my way up the front of her shapely legs.

She'd spread her legs after she turned over so that her cunt was moistly open, the inner lips completely visible. I had a feeling her cunt was watching me. I wondered why the hell merely looking into it like that seemed to excite me so?

As I spread the oil higher along the fronts of Min's luscious thighs, I noticed the closer my hand got to her enticing pussy the faster she seemed to start breathing. In fact, her breath finally began sounding ragged again as my hand neared her cunt.

In contrast, the wild excitement that had almost strangled me earlier seemed to have settled down somewhat. I felt that I could take command of Min exactly like I'd discovered I was able to do with the girls; I liked the idea. It seemed to strengthen my control.

My hand brushed against her cunt-hair again as I spread the oil on one side of that V of dark curls, then on the other. I rubbed it in good, then spread oil through the cunt-hair itself and rubbed it into the skin below, giving Aunt Min's little clitoris a workout in the process. Her breathing was more than just slightly ragged before I finished that.

I rubbed the oil into Min's luscious cunt, or into the muff-covered skin on both sides of her cunt to be absolutely exact, until I had a feeling if I gave her about two more strokes she was going to come. Instead of letting her have that relief, I abruptly jumped to one of her long graceful arms and spread oil over it, then worked the oil into the skin.

I worked my way up to her shoulder and armpit, then switched to her other arm. When I reached her other armpit, I didn't pause but went right ahead spreading oil over the soft, brown skin where the roots of her tits began. I rubbed it in lightly, enjoying the way that made her whole tit jiggle and dance.

I didn't let on, however, how enticing the sight was to me. I leaned over and gave the area under her other armpit the same treatment. That luscious, big tit jiggled just as nicely for me.

I figured Min thought my next move had to be oiling the skin of her tits themselves. Instead I oiled the skin covering her ribs on both sides and took my own damned sweet time rubbing it in like I was blind to the attractiveness of her ripely luscious big tits.

When I finished her sides, I spread oil over Min's flat lower belly, my hand brushing the upper boundary of her V of cunt-hair. As I started rubbing it in, she brought both her hands up and cupped one of her luscious tits in each of them, asking, "What's wrong with these, lover?"

I drawled, "Wrong? You got to be kidding! Those two are twins of perfection."

"Then why are you ignoring-" she began.

I interrupted, "But a smart man always saves the very best of everything to the very last."

She frowned slightly, evidently unable to offer any effective argument to that idea. I went on rubbing oil into her lower belly. Finally she murmured, "When you do get around to these, they need twice as much oil and twice as much rubbing as the rest of me."

"Oh?" I murmured.

She explained quickly, "It's necessary in order to keep my breasts young and fresh and full and the skin covering them soft and pliable and full of vitality."

I said, "Let's give them four times as much oil and rubbing, if that'll help do the job! As beautiful as those two are, they'd ought to be kept fresh and young forever!"

It was obvious that pleased Min. She said softly, "Your loving hands can fill them with the joy of being alive; make them feel fresh and youthful. So be sure to give them special attention."

If she'd only known what great plans I'd started making long before for giving those beauties special attention with more than my mere hands. But I played it cool and didn't jump at her invitation. I finished spreading oil over all the rest of her belly and even her chest between those two luscious tits and rubbed it in good.

Long before I finally moved my hand to Min's first tit, her nipples were both rigidly erect with excitement. But they grew even harder as I spread oil lightly over first one tit, then the other. The first time my fingertips brushed across the puckered skin around the base of Min's left nipple, she moaned softly. As I kept on, her breath began getting ragged and noisy again.

I finished rubbing the oil into all the other skin of her tits and returned to her nipples to begin a second application. When I'd rubbed the oil into the taut nipples and the puckered skin around their roots, I began squeezing and pulling and rolling them between thumb and finger gently.

In no time Min was panting like she'd been in a hard footrace. I remembered what Granny'd told me about her amazement that so many grown men seem totally ignorant of the fact that a woman's tits actually are a major sex organ. My experience with not only Granny but with both my sisters and now with Min sure was all the proof I needed of the truth of what Granny'd said about the importance of giving tits proper attention. Before a man has actually done his full part as a man and can rightly figure the time has come for his fun of fucking a woman, he owes a woman that tit-teasing to get her ready too.

Like she'd read my thoughts, Min gasped breathlessly, "Oil them again and rub it in good, lover. Lord, but you have the greatest hands I've ever felt. You do more for me just with your hands than most men I've ever known could manage to do with-"

She broke off, but I knew she'd meant to say, "with their cocks!" To reward her for her kind words, I applied more oil, then cupped a lusciously ripe tit in each hand and began stroking and pulling the nipples together. Min moaned and began making her naked ass wriggle upon the blanket. It was obvious to me, green as I was, that I could fuck her any time I liked.

I wanted to make her go really wild with hunger for the feel of a cock in her cunt, however. I'd had enough good ass from Granny and my sisters in the past twenty hours that I could hang onto myself and wait.

I took my hands away from her tits abruptly and sat back on my heels. Instantly Min protested, "Don't stop. They need a lot more attention."

"I'll have all the skin rubbed off both nipples if I don't give them a rest," I told her.

Breathlessly she suggested, "Then maybe you'd like to kiss and lick and maybe even suck them a little to cool them off and make them all-" She interrupted herself again, demanding suddenly, "You would enjoy kissing my girls, maybe sucking them a little, wouldn't you, lover?"

I nodded, admitting quietly, "They look delicious."

Her eyes watching me grew brighter with excitement and she breathlessly suggested, "Why don't you taste them?"

I felt proud of myself, the way I controlled my soaring inner excitement. Coolly I said, "Well, you're my father's sister, my aunt, and you've trusted me to behave myself, and I figured you might not feel I was behaving myself if I tasted those beauties. I figure you probably never let anybody except very special people taste them and it don't seem likely an overgrown kid like me, and your own nephew at that, could be that special."

Instantly Min sat up, her tits both dancing as she faced me, declaring emphatically, "Oh, but you're so wrong, Lukey! Haven't you heard a thing I've been telling you about how great your hands feel on my body? You may just turn out to be the most special, special man I've ever known. Don't ever again put yourself down as just an overgrown kid. Men twice your age could learn things from you about being a real he-man with a woman!"

I let my voice drop to a bare whisper and told her, "If I sucked your two beauties, I'd want to -" I broke off like I couldn't quite make myself say it.

Min instantly whispered, her voice as low as mine and sounding a lot more filled with fire and excitement, "You'd want to fuck me? Is that what you were about to say, love?"

I nodded and murmured, "You'll probably hate me."

Her hands rushed up to catch me by the head affectionately. She pulled my face to hers and kissed me, her feverish lips plastering wetly over mine, her tongue thrusting into my mouth to seek and twine with my tongue. She broke the passionate embrace to gasp, "You precious darling, I wouldn't hate you for wanting to fuck me; I'd love to have you fuck me. Don't you know that's why I asked you to spread the sun-tan oil on me in the first place? Why don't you get your clothes off?"