I have been reading all the stories here about sex with MILFs, sex with aunties, sisters-in-law, with mothers, with cousins etc. They are sexciting to read, some may have elements of truth in it, but I guess most would be embellished and largely imagined.
This story of mine is 100% true. I have thought long and hard about whether to share this secret of mine. Anyway, we only live once. Here it is:
The subject is the wife of my uncle who is my mother’s elder brother. The story starts when I was in secondary two, way back in the 70s. I was 15 then and my aunt was 33 years old. My uncle was 41.
My aunt was about 5 feet 4. She has well-rounded boobs and a baby -mooth pinkish white complexion. What attracted me to her was her curvy slim white legs with long slim well-manicured toes. I particularly liked her white smooth feet. She was modern for her age, liked to dress in tight singlet (the forerunner of today’s sphagetti strap) and white shorts. She used to come over to my house to chat with my mother about twice a week. She would stay for about 2-3 hours. I usually would be at home doing my homework, and would steal glances at her white feet.
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joew2005
me jz curious………….
Wat makes u think others’ stories mostly “would be embellished and largely imagined” ?
And hw k u convince us that yr story is 100% true ?
No offence meant.
I said “I guess…”. Probably because of the language used, the story itself, the unlikelihood of the story, and also because the authors sometimes said so.
I don’t expect everyone to believe my story is 100% true just because I said so. It is up to the reader. You can treat it as a piece of fiction if you like.
Again, no offence intended. Just wish to share a story that will hopefully give the brothers here some sexcitement.
Allow me to continue:
My mother was working as a seamstress then. She used to sew SAF army uniforms for an old uncle. I think he probably had a contract with the SAF - I don’t know. Anyway, since my mother worked at home, my aunt would come by to chitchat. I slept on the upper deck of a double-decker bed shared with my brother who slept on the lower deck. Sometimes I would be able to see some cleavage when I looked down from the top - I used to read my books while lying on my bed. It was a three-room HDB flat.
I believe my aunt might have noticed my interest in her and at that time I guess that was the reason why she dropped by so often. My uncle was a serious old-fashioned man who was more focussed on his work then on his much younger sexy wife. At that time, they were still childless.
Anyway, I learnt how to masturbate when I was in secondary one and I use to masturbate thinking of my aunt’s white legs and white feet. It started I guess because I also used to sleep on the floor. One day I was sleeping when my aunt came. She was sitting on a chair just beside where I was sleeping. I woke up and when I opened my eyes, her feet was just beside my face. Her white toes, with bright red toe nails, were just inches from my face. There was a slight pungent, leathery smell emanating from her toes which surprisingly turned me on. I pretended that I was still sleeping and sucked in the smell, getting a solid hard-on in the process. I also opened my eyes slightly to admire her white smooth feet, slim ankle, and smooth clean heels. After that day, I would masturbate often while thinking of smelling her white red-tipped toes and licking them. I guess that is why up to today, I have developed a fetish for slim curvy white legs, white feet, long slim toes with red toe nails.
The request came when I was in secondary two.
My auntie, who was still childless then, approached my parents to ask whether I could become her Godson. As my mother and her brother were close, it was not a problem. Hence, my auntie became my Godmother.
Personally, I was not too bothered with whether I was Godson to anyone or not. It was just that the feeling was quite weird - the object of my sexual desire had suddenly become my “mother”, so to speak. After that, I decided not to think of my auntie anymore. I would refrained from looking at her white legs and smooth feet whenever she came to my house. I also stopped masturbating thinking about her. Instead, I changed my focus to my pretty form-teacher Miss Sim.
My auntie and uncle treated my family to a nice dinner at Chinatown People’s Park one Saturday evening to celebrate the auspicious occasion. After that, my auntie and uncle would bring me out with them whenever they went out for any weekend outings. They would also buy things for me - as I was quite a studious bookworm, I mostly asked for books instead of toys or clothings. I also started going frequently to their home, also a 3-room HDB flat. Sometimes, I would go straight to my auntie’s house after school to spend the noon there, doing my homework, before going home.
One day, I stayed on for dinner and then watched TV with my auntie and uncle at night. It was a Friday night and as it was getting late, my auntie asked me to stay over. She called my mother who said it was ok. That was the first time I was staying over at my auntie’s house.
I slept in the spare room. Like the design of old HDB flats that time, the doors of both rooms faced each other. My auntie and uncle did not close the door when they slept. There was a door curtain but it was tied to the door frame and not released.
Before I fell asleep, at about 10.30 pm, my auntie came in to bring me another blanket and to ask me whether the bed was comfortable. I told her it was ok and in fact it was more comfortable than my own bed at home. In the dim light, as I looked at her, my heart started pounding away and I could feel my dick stiffening. My auntie was wearing a lacy black short night gown, down only to her mid-thigh. I thought I could make out two round whitish orbs with two brown spots (her boobs!) but dared not stare and lingered. It was however, her shapely white legs that blew me away. They looked so smooth and silky at night. I could also make out her lacy black panties underneath her night gown.
I closed my eyes, grabbed my bolster hard, and willed my hard-on away.
I slept in the spare room. Like the design of old HDB flats that time, the doors of both rooms faced each other. My auntie and uncle did not close the door when they slept. There was a door curtain but it was tied to the door frame and not released.
Before I fell asleep, at about 10.30 pm, my auntie came in to bring me another blanket and to ask me whether the bed was comfortable. I told her it was ok and in fact it was more comfortable than my own bed at home. In the dim light, as I looked at her, my heart started pounding away and I could feel my dick stiffening. My auntie was wearing a lacy black short night gown, down only to her mid-thigh. I thought I could make out two round whitish orbs with two brown spots (her boobs!) but dared not stare and lingered. She was not wearing a bra. It was however, her shapely white legs that blew me away. They looked so smooth and silky at night. I could also make out her lacy black panties underneath her night gown.
I closed my eyes, grabbed my bolster hard, and willed my hard-on away.
That night, I woke up with a start and wondered where I was. The room, the bed, the smell of the blankets… all were unfamiliar to me. After I shook off my sleepiness, I realised I was at my auntie’s home.
I laid on the bed for a while, adjusting my eyes to the darkness. Then I decided I got to go to the toilet. I stepped off the bed and onto the cold floor. Then I walked out of the room. Instinctively I turned to look into my auntie’s room. The reading light beside her bed was left on. My uncle read a lot for his work and he often read himself to sleep and left the light on.
I decided to go into the room to switch off the light for them. I stepped in noiselessly. My uncle was fast aleep, covered in his blanket. My auntie was asleep too, but her blanket was by her side. She looked so peaceful, so innocent, so serene when she was fast asleep.
She was sleeping on her side, her left leg crossed over my uncle’s body. Because of this, her night gown had ridden up to her waist exposing her thigh all the way up her hip. I couldn’t take my eyes off the full length of her white shapely legs. Her skin was so smooth, so silky. I looked at her feet, so smooth, the greenish vein underneath the thin skin so sexy…
I had overheard her telling my mother that she applied moisturiser to her legs everyday and scrub them once a week. The result of taking care of her legs is evidenced by the sheer smoothness of ther legs. I felt like running my hand on her legs. My dickie was beginning to get hard again.
I felt so bad thinking those thoughts. I quickly switched off the light and left the room. I went into the toilet but couldn’t urinate as my dick was rock hard! I had to wait a long while before it soften and I could urinate. When I went back to the bed, my thoughts went back to my auntie’s long white curvy legs again. My Godmother’s long white legs and smooth feet occupied my mind again for a long time, until I finally drifted into dreamland.
This next morning, I was awakened by my uncle. It was already 9 am. My auntie had gone marketing. My uncle said she would be buying my favourite “lor mee” for my breakfast. I washed up and played a game of Chinese chess with my uncle. Before the game ended, my auntie was back.
She was wearing a t-shirt and a pair of track pants. Nothing much to see. In a sense I was also glad. I didn’t think I could take it if I continue to see her long white legs and lust secretly after them.
Interestingly at that stage, I never really thought of having sex with my auntie. I mean, the thought of it never entered my mind. I was only turned on by her lithe body, round boobs, and most of all, her white shapely legs and white feet. Seeing them, thinking of them, gave me a hard-on and I could jerk off just on that. The thought of making love to my auntie at that time just didn’t figure in my 15-year mind.
Many stories that I have come across in this forum usually end with the author and his object of lust having sex very soon after - one encounter and they hump away. I am always very amazed by that.
I always feel that in real life, things don’t happen like that, at least not to me. Perhaps I am the unlucky one?
Anyway, after spending one night at my auntie’s home, I returned home to my own sanctuary. My mother asked me whether I could get used to sleeping in another place and whether I slept well. What could I tell her? That I woke up in the middle of the night, and saw the full length of my auntie’s curvy smooth legs, and felt like running my hands on her silky skin?
My auntie continued to come to my mother’s place to chat and I always looked forward to her visits. We were still traditional Chinese and we don’t hug each other when we meet, unlike westerners. And I did feel at that time that my auntie looked upon me only as a small schoolboy, her Godson, and nothing else. I was the pervert who kept lusting after her slender form and white curvy legs.
After the night spent at my auntie’s house, nothing eventful happened until about about three weeks later. It was a Saturday morning and my auntie called and asked whether I would like to attend a wedding dinner with her that night (I believe it is now the Red Star restaurant at Chin Swee Road). One of her relatives was getting married and my uncle did not want to go. It was not a close relative and he didn’t really know them too well. That time, I seldom had a chance to go for such dinners and I agreed, after checking with my mother who said ok.
That evening, my auntie came over to my house to pick me up. When I saw her, I was bowled over by her beauty. Except for the wedding photos in my auntie’s house, I have not seen her with make-up. The only thing she would apply is just some lipstick to her lips. That evening, she had eye-shadow, mascara, pink cheeks, nice hair-do, jewelleries, and looked completely different. I couldn’t help it but told her that she was very beautiful. She was extremely pleased to hear that. She looked like a movie star to me.
What was even more attractive was her cheongsam. It was not the usual long type but stopped just above her knees. It was white with red and pink floral patterns. She was wearing a pair of white high heels (the old fashion closed type, not open-toe type). It was when she walked that I noticed the slits by the side of her cheongsam. The slits went up to just above the mid-thigh and the teasing show of white smooth skin when she walked was very arousing indeed. She was not wearing any stockings. Her bosom was jutting out, probably due to the tightness of the cheongsam and the bra she was wearing. Her boobs seemed bigger than normal, probably accentuated by her tiny waist.
We went to the restaurant in a cab. We both sat behind and along the way, I kept stealing glances at her exposed thigh and curvy tapering legs all the way down to her slim smooth ankle. My loins were stirring. I also noticed that the cab driver kept looking back at the rear view mirror, probably attracted by my sexy auntie. He tried to start a conversation but my auntie didn’t respond much and he stopped soon after and just drove us to our destination.
At the dinner, I sat on the left of my auntie. I didn’t know anyone at the table. They asked my auntie about me and she told them I was her nephew and Godson. One or two of the aunties there commented that I was good-looking but that was that. There were other attractively attired ladies at the dinner but I had eyes only for my auntie. I commented to my auntie that the bride was quite plump and she chided me for being rude.
Towards the end of the dinner, the bride and bridegroom and relatives came over to take photo with the guests at the table. We were all squeezed together so that the photographer could capture all of us. My auntie and I were still seated but I was pushed towards my auntie and my right hand ended up touching her left thigh. The contact was electric. Her skin was so silky to the touch! My dickie immediately started to harden. I remembered having to shift a bit and the back of my hand rubbed against her thigh. I looked at my auntie but she obviously didn’t notice anything. She was busy smiling prettily for the camera.
Halfway through the dinner, my auntie had told me that I would have to follow her home. She said it was more convenient then for her to bring me home and then go home herself. Also it was quite late and might not be safe for her because of the jewelleries. She said she had already sounded out my mother earlier.
After the dinner, we took a cab home. My uncle was still awake, reading something on his bed. My auntie told me to shower and to sleep as it was getting late. My uncle and auntie had previously bought me some t-shirts and shorts kept at their house. So clothes were not a problem. After I showered, I went to bed, tired and sleepy, hardly noticing my auntie’s white legs as she moved to the toilet to shower. I fell asleep soon after.
I was awakened later by some noises. I opened up my eyes and slowly adjusted to the darkness of my room. However, there was some dim light outside. My auntie had drawn the curtains of her bedroom door. My uncle’s reading table light was still on and that was why some light shone out. I heard some moans and it sounded as if my auntie was in pain. I got worried. What was happening? Could my auntie be having stomach upset because of the food at the dinner. The moans came and went and then I also heard my uncle grunting. What was happening? Curious, I crept out of my bed quietly and moved towards my auntie room. I didn’t know why I was moving sleathily, perhaps it was an instinctive feeling, but I was glad I did the moment I peeped through the small gap being the curtain and the door frame.