Mirror
My name is Collin and I fancy my auntie Jean. I wank over her before I go to sleep.
My name is Jean and I fancy my sister’s son, Collin. I rub myself off over imagined sex with him before I go to sleep.
Jean. I caught him in the shower once, at my sister's house, He didn't hear me thank goodness. I would have died of shame. I went upstairs to the loo, the downstairs one is cramped. The door was unlocked and I just went in. The shower was going and I could see the lad, naked behind the steamy glass. He was spraying his balls with the shower on needle setting. His eyes closed and his hips pushing left nothing to be worked out. His cock was big and pointed up at just the right angle. His body was lithe with that raw look that only teenagers have. As I watched he took his cock in his hand and began to wank. I closed the door quietly. The last thing anyone wants to get caught at is masturbation. Most people would prefer being caught committing a murder. I went downstairs to the cramped loo. Jeez, I could have done with that cock. Husband Barry had buggered off six months ago. Not that I cared that much, he was a waste of space most of the time. That night I used the vibrator, closed my eyes and imagined the lad’s big, erect cock pushing into my hungry cunt. I came twice.
Collin. When I shower I put the nozzle on needle spray and use it on my prick and balls. It feels just like a girl’s hand gently lifting my balls. I imagine what it would be like to fuck auntie Jean. She wears jerseys and so I know that she has got big tits and one time when she was getting out of the arm chair opposite me I saw her stocking tops and white briefs. I imagined feeling up her skirt, her thighs soft, warm and silky. I continued imagining her big tits and juicy fanny, the water tingling round my balls. I wanked and came. I wonder what it would be like to fuck auntie Jean? She is nicely built, bit shorter than me. I’m lanky she is, I don’t know. Firmly built? Not fat, not even chubby really. Firm with big soft tits and a nice bum. I went on a porn site and tried to find a woman built the same. I wanted to know what her fanny would look like but there were so many different ones I just gave up. Auntie Jean would have a lovely quim, cunt, fanny, slit, lady garden. I liked quim when I felt romantic and cunt when I was in lust.
Jean. I wondered if he had a girlfriend. At Christmas over at Mary’s – my sister, Collins mother – I asked him. In the kitchen washing up, sis asleep in front of the box. Only fair, she had cooked the turkey. Collin washing, me drying
‘You got a girlfriend then?’
‘Sort of.’
‘Sort of have or sort of haven’t?’
‘Sort of complicated. There’s two of us after her and my mate Jim is a bit better looking than me but I do get a look in sometimes, when Jim wanders off after some other bird.’
‘Kissed? Had sex,’ I couldn’t believe my cheek, I’d had a few glasses of wine but he took it well.
‘Usual snogging.’
‘Felt her up yet? . Oh god, the wine speaking. ‘Felt her up!’ I wouldn’t mind him feeling me up. I dried the plate in my hand for the third time. He turned and looked at me. Lovely blue eyes, hair long over his forehead.
‘A bit. She’s got nice tits.’ He said tits, to his auntie who was drying the same bloody plate over and over. He said tits!
‘Not big like mine?’ I put the plate down and lifted my breasts for him to compare.
‘Smaller.’ He smiled, ‘Nice though.’ He reached over and put his hand on my breast. I felt the blush covering my entire body. He had said tits and had touched mine. I moved closer and felt his crotch. Not wrong. The biggest hard on I had felt for a long time. Maybe now, maybe…
‘You two making any tea out there?’ Mary had woken up. I told her ‘in a minute’ but she was up and moving. Impatient for a cuppa.
Collin. Auntie Jean felt my cock! Amazing. I nearly felt her tits but I was a bit afraid and then she felt my cock! We sat around for the rest of Christmas day just looking at each other but mum was always there. Then Jean said she had to leave and I went upstairs and wanked off. I could feel her hand on my cock, feel the gentle squeeze as she found its shape. She has made me dribble love juice down my leg. If only mum hadn’t woke up. If only…
Jean. I couldn’t stand it anymore. I swear I could smell his love juice. Like the scientists say, a basic human thing that lets you know if the guy is horny. He was horny alright. So was I. Home, shower, vibrator in front of the mirror. Watching its ribbed black thickness pushing my cunt wide. I moved my hips in time with the movement I had seen when I saw him in the shower. I watched my tits moving gently as I fucked his image. My nipples hard and erect. I wanted him to suck them. I wanted to suck him. I lifted the vibrator and sucked its warm tip tasting my own juice, imagining his. How could I fuck him?
Collin. My cum shot straight up my body, up to my chin. Christ, that was good. How could I shag her?
Narrator. Collin got a job in a builders’ merchants. He stacked bricks and made sure the yard was tidy and the stores correctly stowed. Boring but he earned money and helped his mother with the house payments. Dad still sent his regular payments from Germany where he now lived with a pretty little fraulein who obviously satisfied his needs as he never came home. The result of all this was that Mary could go back to work making more money – she was a teacher by training – and the opportunities for Collin and Jean to meet now began to appear. Both were ultra-cautious about bringing the subject up. Collin lacked confidence and Jean lacked wine… when it was needed.
Then they were thrown together. Literally. They both ended up on the same bus. Jean already on there and Collin coming up the stairs as the bus lurched back into the traffic. He fell into the seat beside her and at almost the same instant he recognised her.
‘Hello stranger,’ she said, ‘half day?’
Collin. Bloody hell I’m sat next to auntie Jean on a bus. Narrow seat and she feels warm. Firm. Her arm warm. I could put my hand on her leg…I wonder. She wants to know if I am on half day. Maybe I should say that I am. Not entirely a lie if I tell the boss something has come up. What has come up? I don’t know. Unless I’m talking about the erection I am getting leaning into her soft warmth.
‘It could be if I rang in and said I was sick or something.’
Jean. Bugger shopping. ‘I can ring in for you. Tell them that you came to my house for lunch and got sick on something past its sell by date.’
Collin. ‘What then?’
Narrator. And so it was that Collin and his auntie Jean headed home to her place and opened a bottle of Tesco red.
Jean. Oh Christ. What do I do? How do I do this. It is so corny. Do I get him drunk? I’ll do the ringing into work. I will ring and lay it on thick. The boss is ok. - At least the sickee hadn’t rung in with that mock faltering voice they always put on. - ‘Tell the lad to get better and not bolt his food.’ ‘I will,’ I said and wondered how I was going to fuck this lovely lad.
‘Any improvement in your love life?’ I asked, thinking back to the nearly girlfriend’s ‘nice tits’.
He frowned and told me that she had settled for Jim. Then he reached out and put his hand on my bosom once more, just like Christmas.
‘Are these nice?’ I asked. I needed more wine. He kept his hand on my breast then moved to cup and squeeze it. I blushed as he told me they were very nice.
Collin. She has got lovely big tits and she is letting me feel them. What do I do now. ‘The nearly girlfriend showed me her tits once. They were lovely, will you show me yours?’ If she won’t I have probably blown it… Oh, she’s is going to show me. She’s taking her top off. Oh lovely, a white bra and lots of cleavage. They are very sexy. Should I undo her bra?
Jean. Should I take my bra off? ‘Shall I take my bra off?’ I watched his face as I reached behind for the hooks then felt the weight as the bra ceased to support. I peeled the cups away from my breasts and then touched my nipples. They were erect, ready to be sucked. This feels so good. I want him now. I will take the initiative and pull him close. Lovely. I push a nipple into his mouth and he sucks greedily, lifting my breast, warm from being clothed and becoming warm from lust. I must feel his cock. I want his cock.
Collin. After all this time I am sucking auntie Jean’s lovely big tits. I want to fuck her. I want to feel up her skirt. Oh lovely, she is finding my cock, pulling my zip down. I’ll undo my belt and push my trousers down. Oh boy have I got a hard on. Oh lovely, she is cupping my balls. Ten times better than doing it with the shower. She’s going to suck me off… ahh.
Jean. Don’t fuck about. Lovely big cock just waiting for me to suck it off. Mmmm, is he horny. Beautiful balls. Gently. Don’t make him come. Oh god he is delicious. He is urging it right into my mouth. I need to get my knickers off, show him my cunt. I’ll stand up and finish the strip while he lays back and watches.
Collin. She’s going to get undressed. Skirt off and pants down. Lovely dark bush. I want to kiss her belly but I think she is impatient. ‘Lay down’ I tell her and she lays down on the carpet and opens her legs and I push my cock up her lovely hot cunt. I fuck and feel her come. I fuck more and feel her trembling with lust for more of my cock. She wants me to come in her.
Jean. That is so lovely. He is so hungry for me. Thank god for the pill ‘Come up me, fill me up’ I ask, all the time being wracked with hot, electric orgasms that make me shake. His cock is so hot and it fills my cunt, full, fuller than it has been for a long time. Hot, hard and then he comes. Hot and hard I feel his juice filling me. I arch my back to take it all. He is so lovely. We kiss and I explore his mouth letting his tongue imitate his prick; pushing in. We kiss for a long time.
Collin. That was lovely. Should I tell her that it was lovely? Should I tell her that it was fantastic. I love her naked, laying there with her legs open. Should I stroke her quim?
Jean. He is lovely. Naked and limp from fucking me. Would he wonder if I rubbed myself? He is so sexy and I am so hungry. I will rub myself. See what he does.
Collin. She’s wanking. So lovely watching her fingers parting her cunt lips. I’ll help her. I kneel down and kiss her belly then cover her hand as she works it into herself. My prick is beginning to waken. I feel her hand finding it. Squeezing.
Jean. ‘You can fuck me again.’ His soft cock is nuzzling my juicy quim. I can feel it getting harder, filling with hot blood, then I feel it push into my hot, juicy tunnel. 'Fuck me hard,' I whisper.
Narrator. They become lovers. Not in front of their individual mirrors imagining what it would be like, but now in front of their shared mirror. Watching themselves fuck and play. Jean will kneel between his legs and kiss his balls while he wanks letting the cum fall on her face and dribble down into her cleavage. She will put her fingers in it and push them up into her cunt.
Jean. ‘Have you ever had bum?’ I need to ask this question because I love to take cock up my arse. Barry, the waste of space, did it to me once thinking I would hate it. He wanted me to wriggle and scream as he shoved his prick up my arse, play raping me. It did hurt a bit but once he got juicy it slid in and out beautifully. I liked anal sex.
Collin. I’m not gay. Does she think I’m gay? ‘I’m not gay.’
‘Never said you were. You can have my bum.’
‘Wouldn’t it hurt?
‘Plenty of cream to grease me up. One finger first then two to open me out then your lovely hard cock. You fuck my arse and I wank my clit.
Collin. She’s got a lovely bum. ‘Where’s the cream?
Narrator. And so they did it in front of the big mirror. Jean bending while Collin pushed cream into her tight little hole. Then one finger.
Jean. Oh lovely. Now two. Collin pushed two fingers up her willing bum. His cock throbbed and he stood behind her and worked it in between her two lovely soft bum cheeks. At first it wouldn’t go. Jean pulled the cheeks apart and relaxed herself. His knob end pushed in and then she was open. Hot and tight. She felt lovely. He watched her tits in the mirror as they swung back and forth. He reached round to squeeze them. She worked at her quim, he watched her fingers enter, watched her fingers rub then enter again. She reached further round and found his balls. She came, He came. He pulled out, turned her and put his tongue in her mouth. She pushed her tongue in his mouth and a shudder passed between them. Next time they did it she used the vibrator so that Collin could feel it as well.
Later they talked. She told him her fantasy, ‘one up my bum, one in my cunt, one in my mouth and one to play with my tits. I would love it. Four guys all eager to get up me. All keen to feel my tits, kiss my nipples.’
‘Would you let them cum all over you?’
‘Oh yes. That would be the best bit, knowing that I had caused them all to shoot their spunk and then letting me have it, in my mouth, on my tits, over my belly. Jerking cocks totally in my control.’
‘You’re a dirty bitch at heart, aren’t you?’
‘Don’t mind, do you?’
‘Not in the least. Here, get astride that.’ Collin was hard again, Jean was hungry and horny imagining the four hungry men taking her.
He fucked her and imagined what it would be like to watch her serving four men. He came.
