We had a late Autumn weekend visiting my ‘aunt’, tragically widowed a couple of years earlier and although she was not a blood relative she and the rest of her family had been a childhood favourite of mine and close friends of my parents and I had always kept in contact with her, visiting when they moved away from our neighbourhood every school holiday and wanted her to meet my new wife. They got on like a house on fire and we were having a good time as she showed us round Oxford and took us to out of the way country pubs in the evening.

As often happens to us men I awoke on our second morning with a hard member, slid the bedclothes back and teased my stirring wife with soft caresses until she showed signs of arousal. We enjoyed a few minutes of foreplay until both needed the relief of intercourse to round the fun off so I slowly entered my wife and gave her my full length every stroke. We were soon nearing our peaks and had difficulty keeping the noise down and the sudden opening of the bedroom door startled me and I pulled out of my wife’s vagina and looking round saw ‘aunt’ standing mesmerised as she held a tea tray. It was too late to do anything and as she stated at my pulsing penis I ejaculated spears of semen over the breasts and body beneath me taking what seemed like an age to empty myself. She did not bat an eyelid and as I still dribbled came into the room and put the tray on the bedside table and backed out of the room and we could hear her giggling to herself as she went down stairs.

Needless to say we beat a hasty retreat as soon as we could and had a few laughs during the day as we wondered what the conversation would be like when we were having the evening meal. ‘Aunt’ made light of it after apologising for disturbing us and eventually we were all looking on the funny side of it and the meal went down very well after she said we were all adults and we should not let it spoil the rest of our holiday. We went out for a few drinks and by the time the evening was over we were all laughing and joking and I for one was soon sound asleep and woke fairly early on the morning of our departure. As I expected Ann did not warm to my advances and although she was giggling told me to behave and was still not convinced when I told her it was unlikely that ‘aunt’ would bring us early morning tea ever again. It made her laugh and she realised that I was probably right and in devilment grabbed my weapon and pulled the foreskin right back so that she could watch it swell as she manipulated it, adding to my excitement as she took it in her mouth and gently sucked on it, ensuring that it was rampant and between mouthfuls informing me she was nice and juicy about to ride it.


Even through the cloud of sexual bliss that I was on I still managed to notice the door slowly open and ‘aunt’ slipped into the room, minus tea tray this time as she watched my wife surveying my meat. She did not hesitate and came over to us and took my shaft in hand and after stroking it for a few seconds told Ann it was time she was squatting on it. My wife never ceasing to surprise me did not flinch at this intrusion and did as she was bid, slowly dropping on my shaft until it was buried, then rode it to a noisy orgasm as she shuddered in pleasure when my ejaculation filled her. ‘Aunt’ had watched us with a knowing smile on her face and left us to calm down, nonchalantly informing us that breakfast would soon be ready so we hurried packing and went down, the two women chatting as if nothing had happened, ‘aunt’ smiling once more when Ann told her what a great holiday we had had and we would invite her to stay with us next time.

We had a lively trip home laughing and talking over what had happened, Ann telling me I had just had another treat, letting ‘aunt’ handle me and when I asked her what the thought when she had joined us she just said she was too aroused to bother about it. I tentatively suggested that we could let her have a go at doing the same to another man but she shied off the idea, saying that she didn’t want to start that again as it was getting out of hand and was not something she wanted to do regularly. Things were pretty quiet for the next month and we were looking forward to the start of the naturist season but I was warned that the repeats of the last year were not going to happen. I had found that I missed the odd sexy adventure and spent time wondering how I could change her mind and bring her round to but in the end respected her wishes and left life to unfold as it would.