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Recovering form the most intense orgasmic experience of my life I slipped my head back up to look through the railing and sucked my breath in at the sight. My uncle’s bare buttocks moved as he held himself over my aunt her legs spread out and when he moved into her she sighed as if it was the exquisite joy to be so taken and used by a man. It frightened me and yet I nearly quivered with excitement at the thought of it being my opening and not hers so penetrated by that hard organ.

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They changed positions because, he being taller than she, couldn’t thrust into her without his head hitting the headboard so he almost tossed her sideways on the bed and re-entered her, his legs apart and I could clearly see his hard manhood working in and out of her female opening, a thick and creamy wetness clung to the base of his hardness while the shaft glistened with her wetness.  Her legs wrapped around him and in the light I could see his testicles hanging down and the small opening of her anus also becoming covered in her female juices –the same juices I realized with awe that were pouring out of my body right now.

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It was amazing and my body I realized had began responding once more my already soaked sex becoming even wetter, filling the loft with the hot scent of my aroused femaleness. My still developing breasts felt swollen and the nipples ached to be touched and although in their growing state they were always tender so I gently cupped the sensitive nipples in my palms felling them harden even harder as my uncle began playing with my aunts lovely tits. There was nothing gentle in his treatment of her massive breasts. His hands grabbed and roughly kneaded the twin masses before pulling her nipples so hard I could hear her squeal. Then he lowered his mouth to them, all the while, still working his hard organ in and out of her wet opening her breath coming and pants as he suckled her nipples.Â

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After another ten minutes or so her withdrew his soaked member the head had gone from a deep pink to a dark purple and looked huge. He positioned Aunt Sally at the edge of the bed on her hands and knees and re-entered her womanhood accompanied by his deep sigh and her cry of pleasure as he ravaged her depths. Grabbing her hips he picked up his pace taking her very hard and fast her cries growing into screams of delight forced from her without thought as the sensations possessed her being. He let go of her hips to slap her hanging breasts in his passion making her cry out even more and filling me with renewed desires and fears about sex. I’d just never dreamed that sex could be so rough, so passionate and still under my fears I wished it my virginal opening and my large breasts being so used. The very thought may me quake with desire.Â

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He was grunting now with his desire and he surprised me by pulling out and Aunt Sally shocked me by dropping her head to the bed and reaching her hands back to her buttock she spread them open and inviting her anus clearly exposed just as his organ began huge squirts of a white creaming liquid that I assumed must be sperm all over her buttocks, her anus and her hands holding her buttocks open and still he kept making more white streams of liquid that issued with less force from his organ’s opening. Then carefully positioning the still leaking head at her anus, having to work through the massive puddle of male juices he used it as lubricant and did something I’d never considered. He pushed inside her anal passage as she cried out, clearly enjoying this completely taboo act.

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I couldn’t imagine it could do anything but hurt, but her was my dear Aunt who I idolized letting her husbands do the post perverted sex act I’d seen or even thought of and her hands were now buried between her legs and her cries and screams of pleasure anything, but the agony I would have expected. His thrusts were becoming faster and faster and she suddenly screamed out her climax practically howling while he continued to use her anal passage then stiffened and must have been having his own climax because he gasped and moaned over and over then seemingly spent withdrew leaving her opening gapping.

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I crept back to bed, but couldn’t sleep for the longest time that night, my naked body sexually on fire as I masturbated to relief, but repeatedly I climax but as soon as I relaxed I’d began thinking about what I’d seen, get aroused once more and begin all over until after several orgasms complete exhaustion overruled my sex drive and I slept restlessly until near dawn when I heard Uncle Norman leaving once more and knowing that the sex was definitely over somehow helped me relax and I slept solidly until mid-morning.

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The loft was already hot and I’d thrown off my covers in the morning heat of a day that promised real summer warmth after the last evening’s cold rain. I pulled on a long cotton nightshirt and headed down the loft’s ladder wondering what today would bring and hoping no one knew of my spying last night. The very thought of their activity brought a renewed wetness in my sex  still wet from last night and I was un-naturally aware of my own sexuality that morning as I headed downstairs.

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To be continued

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