THE SWEET SMELL OF









“I don’t believe it! You mean I have to live with that bitch? Oh Mom, can’t something else be worked out?” I pleaded with my mother who had just informed me of the worst news that I could have heard. You see, I was enrolled in a particular business school in Seattle and I thought everything was set including my living expenses. I was going to rent a small flat in an apartment building close to the school. It had to be close because of the fact that I am blind. Now I was facing what I considered to be hell on earth. The bitch that I complained about was my fathers youngest sister Connie and she treated me like shit. When my parents were married, Connie was very young and when I was born without sight, she treated me like a leper. As we got older, her cruelty grew to the point of a series of pranks that she would engineer to make me look clumsy. As a blind person, I became accustomed to furniture remaining in the same place and she would purposely move it around to watch me crash into it. Her friends and her jeered as I fell to the floor on many accessions. My feeling towards her were built on the venom of her cruelty and I did not want to have anything to do with her. She married her high school sweetheart and moved to Seattle where she lived every since. After two years, her husband was found hanging from a rafter in the garage dead. Suicide was the cause of death according to the police. “No wonder.” I thought to myself.



“You see Frank, your father lost his job and we don’t have the money to do what we wanted for you. I’m so sorry son.” she cried. “I don’t like her either but she offered and with your tuition and books paid, we just thought that this was the only way to make it happen.” she concluded. “But Mom, she is the meanest person on the planet! How am I going to live with her and go to school? Doesn’t she live about twenty miles from school?” I argued. “No, she moved to a small house near campus, in fact she is closer than that apartment building you were planning to move to.” she countered. “Damn.” I said. I was running out of arguments quicker than I could think them up. Mom saw her chance to close the deal and said, “Look, your father said that your Aunt Connie isn’t that bad and in fact she was very persistent with her offer. You won’t have to pay for any living expenses and she will even do your laundry.”



Mom and Dad saw me off at the bus depot and once I found my seat, I started to come to grips with my impending predicament. “How am I going to handle this?” I said quietly. I mean that living with the one person in this world I hated the most wasn’t bad enough, I won’t be able to have the freedom that I was so looking forward to. Particularly sexual freedom. I must have masturbated about a thousand times and I was looking forward to trying to loose my virginity. “Damn it! I might as well have been a eunuch!” I said out loud. A low giggle was heard from some of the other seats on the bus. “Great.” I whispered. The trip took about six hours and I couldn’t help but dread the thought of living there. I just didn’t see how it had a chance to work but what choice did I have? If I had any hope of self reliance, I had to go to school and get my business degree. My whole life has been a series of obstacles that I have had to overcome and this was the newest one. Ok, maybe she has changed. People do grow up but the problem isn’t just her. I have hated her for as long as I can remember and I haven’t changed my opinion. “The best I can do is be pleasant.” I thought. “Yeah, that’s it. Be appreciative and keep it light. God I’m in trouble.” I conceded.



The bus slowed as we pulled into the depot in Seattle and I gathered my belongings. The driver’s voice came over the loud speaker asking the people to please wait until I was able to get off. I felt uneasy because I knew that everyone had there eyes on me and I was careful not to stumble. Just something I have lived with my whole life. “Franky?” yelled Connie. God I hated being called that. She was the only one to call me Franky. Everyone but her knew I couldn’t stand it because I never told her. I didn’t talk to her if I didn’t have to and I stayed as far away from her as I could. “Right here.” I replied as I made my way off the bus. I resisted the urge to pull away when I felt her hand on my arm as I stepped off. “Hello Aunt Connie.” I said. Her perfume hit me like a brick. Very sweet jasmine with a hint of musk. “Hey Franky, how was the trip? Are you tired? You must be hungry, we’ll get a bite on our way.” she said without waiting for any response. I could hear the nervousness in her voice. “Might be able to use that to my advantage.” I thought to myself as we got my bags and drove off in her car. Summer was nearing it’s end and the cool air of the fall filled the car as we sped down the freeway. We didn’t talk at all till we got to the local drive-in burger joint. “Whatcha hungry for sport?” shed asked. I smelled beef cooking at responded with, “Double meat swissburger with mushrooms, coke and large cheese fries.” “Got it. Maam?” asked the carhop. “Grilled chicken and wheat fries with a diet rootbeer.” she finished. “She was watching her weight.” I surmised.



When we arrived at the house, my aunt tried to show me around but I stopped her and said, “Look Aunt Connie, it’s easier and better for me to figure it out myself. Just guide me to my room and I will take it from there.” Silence lingered and then she responded, “Well ok, I was just trying to help.” Her voice revealed a hint of helplessness. That was ok with me. I wanted to keep her off balance as long as I could. I unpacked my bags and got a real good feel of my room and the adjoining bath. After a couple of hours, I heard a knock at my door. “Come in.” I answered. I heard the click of the light switch and soft foot steps coming toward the bed where I was sitting. “Is everything alright, Franky?” she asked. “Great. Thank you.” I replied. Her nervousness was readily apparent as she struggled to talk to me. I didn’t know if it was because of my condition or because of guilt. Didn’t care at the time. “Do you need anything before I go to bed?” she quizzed. “No, no I will be alright. If you don’t mind, I plan to scope out the fridge.” I warned. “Be my guest, what’s mine is yours and let me know if you want something I don’t have, ok? I‘ll go to the store and get it” she promised. I nodded my head and she said, “Well I’m off to bed, see you in the morning.” she said. “Good night.” I countered. Her perfume lingered after she left and I was glad to be alone. I put on my head phones to listened to a sex audio tape as I stroked my cock. “Oh, only to get laid for real.” I whispered to myself. My cock was long enough to accommodate both my hands with room to spare. I didn’t have any reference for comparison but from what I have heard, I was pretty well endowed. As I got close to cumming, I walked to the sink and sprayed my juice down the drain as I have done every since I figured out that I could ejaculate.



School didn’t start for another two weeks so while Connie was out, I spent my time familiarizing myself with the whole house. I got to the point that I could walk freely about without my stick and without fear of rearranged furniture. I was glad she gave up her pranks to youth. I thought to myself that it wasn’t so bad living there with her. She did try hard to make me feel at home. I wasn’t always helpful though because I still remembered the past and I was sexually frustrated. No freedom. So I stayed in my room and I also walked a lot to and from the college. By the time school started, I had mapped everything out in my head. “Piece of cake.” I told Mom when she called. “How are you getting along with your aunt?” she asked. “Ok I guess. I just try to stay out of the way. She has her friends over three days a week. They are nice though.” I reported. Connie’s friends were nice. At least they sounded nice. Josie, Helen and Loraine were their names. Every Tuesday, Wednesday and Thursday at ten am on the dot, they would show up to hang out. Sometimes they played cards, sometimes they watched movies and they drank and smoked pot every time. Helen and Josie were married but Loraine was divorced. I got to the point of looking forward to having them over. It eased the boredom and I had fun just listening to them while they got fucked up. Two days before school started, I over heard Josie ask Connie, “When does he start school?” “Thursday.” answered my aunt. “Oh yeah, I remember now. You think we can play on Thursday like we used to? I am so horny. My ole man must be fucking his secretary again.” she explained “Shish, he can hear an ant fart.” They all giggled.



My first day of school went pretty well. I think I impressed my counselor by knowing the layout of the campus and my schedule was really easy. Two classes on Monday, one on Wednesday morning and two on Thursday. School work was something that I excelled in so the work load was never a problem. As I dug into my studies, my relationship with Aunt Connie suffered. I didn’t eat when she ate and she was more interested in her friends which was ok with me, I figured. Then I over heard another conversation by the free minded foursome. “Say Connie, do you ever get any looks at that young body of his?” asked Josie. “Yeah, Connie. Spill the beans!” the rest chimed in. I strained my ears to hear Connie’s low voice say, “As a matter of fact, I have! One day this past weekend I was collecting his laundry from his room and in he walked, naked from head to toe. Guess he didn’t know I was there. Anyway girls, his cock is this long.” Gasps filled the room as I guess she held up two fingers at the corresponding distance. “No kidding? Makes my cunt ache just thinking about it.” said Helen. “Now hush girls, that’s my nephew in there!” Connie admonished. “I don’t care if he’s the pope, he is hung!” shot back Loraine. My cock swelled as I listened in and I was jerking it with all I had and shot cum all over myself. This was as close to live sex as I have ever had.



One Thursday, my afternoon class was cancelled and I came home early. I opened the door and was hit immediately with the smell of sex. I heard moaning coming from Connie’s room and my cock jumped to attention. I slowly eased into the house and down the hall. Her bedroom door was open and I heard them eating and fucking each other with abandon. It was like listening to one of my tapes only it was really happening right there in the room. “Oh Josie you eat pussy so good. Please drink my cum baby.” wailed Helen. “Put that thing in my ass Loraine. Push it all the way I got to cum!” yelled Connie I stayed there motionless until I heard footsteps coming towards me. I nearly ran to my room and I didn’t think that I had been seen. I went straight to my bathroom where I unloaded my cum in the usual manner. I stayed out of site until they left and Connie cleaned up around the house. “You hungry?” asked Connie as I emerged from my room. “Yeah sure, whatever.” I replied as I began to think that I was in the clear. “Ah Franky. So you came home early today?” she inquired. Busted, damn. “I’m sorry Aunt Connie, I should have stayed away till my regular time. I won’t do it again.” I pleaded. “Oh that’s alright. It wasn’t your fault but you might want to call me from school the next time you leave early.” she instructed. Her voice was soft and I felt that she was more worried than me. “Franky. You won’t say anything to anyone about what you heard today, will you?” she asked. Bingo! She was actually scared that I might talk. I had to give this some thought. No, I wasn’t about to talk but I wanted to show her that I had control of the situation. She waited for my reply and said, “Well Franky? Please, I don’t want trouble.” I waved my hand and said “Don’t worry I wouldn’t and won’t say anything to anyone.” She sighed and I continued, “You have taken me into your home and treated me with respect and I am truly grateful. The last thing that I would want to do is cause trouble for you or your friends.” “Oh, thank you Franky. You don’t know how much that means to me. Ya know, they are your friends too. They always have nice things to say about you.” she added and I responded with a hint of surprise, “Really? You have nice friends Aunt Connie.“ She said “Why thank you but please, from now on. Just call me Connie. I feel really old when you say aunt.”



Later that evening, Connie came into my room and asked, “Franky, can I ask you something?” I could hear the fright in her voice. “Sure, what’s up?” I asked back. She sat on the edge of my bed and asked, “Are you a virgin?” It was so quiet that I could hear both of our hearts beating. “Well I’m not sure if I should answer that but I am curious. Why do you want to know?” I put the ball back in her court. “Well when I saw you running from my room today, I saw your penis. I know you were masturbating and that’s ok! I just thought that if you weren’t a virgin, you might not have been there.” she said. She played her ace card and I needed to be calm, cool and collected. I gathered my courage and played my hand, “Yeah I’m a virgin and to tell the truth, I’m very frustrated. I have listened to all sorts of sex tapes and I have a good knowledge of what sex is about but when I heard you and your friends, I just couldn’t resist.” “Oh Franky, I want you to understand something. You are a very good looking man and someday you will find a woman that you can give yourself to.” she said. She then got up and kissed me on the cheek and walked toward the door. She stopped and said, “Good night sweetheart.”



The next few weeks went by and things were getting better between Connie and I. Her friends were a lot more friendly with me as well. I got so that I would rather be home with them than at school. Then one day I was walking through campus and someone grabbed my arm. It startled me and I stopped to call out for help but a voice rang in my ear and I heard Josie say, “Hey good looking! Want some company?” “Sure, what brings you here?” I asked. “You.” she shot back. “I think we need to talk Franky and I know just the place. Do you trust me?” she asked me as we walked to her car. “Yeah sure, why not.” I boldly announced even though I was shaking. She opened the door for me and I got in. We traveled for what seemed a half an hour when we pulled in to a parking lot. The car pulled to a stop and we got out. Josie took my arm once again and we walked a short distance to a door where she tapped three times. The door opened and in we went. I immediately smelled the presence of three different perfumes. “Ok, who’s in here?” I requested in my best edgy voice. “Relax Franky, it’s just us.” I recognized Helen’s voice and I guessed that Loraine was there too. “What is this all about ladies?” I asked, trying to be assertive. “Sit down Franky, we need to talk to you.” Lorain said.



I sat down on a bed and listened intently to the three of them as they explained how they were in need of a young man to give them the sexual satisfaction that they craved. Connie had told them that I was a virgin and so they thought that this could be mutually beneficial. My cock jumped as I felt someone’s hand rub my ever increasing bulge. The next three hours were filled with my every sexual fantasy realized. I was in delirium as I licked Josie’s pussy until she came on my face. Helen’s breasts were the largest to my touch and she moaned when I massaged them as Loraine sucked my cock and licked my balls. It whole experience was a blur. I would lick one pussy then and then another. I fucked one of the women and then another. I couldn’t tell one from another. If I could have spent a little time with each one, I would have imprinted them into my memory. So I just decided to go with the flow. The room was filled with moans, cries and curses and I shot my load several times as I took advantage of my first opportunity to have sex. But something nagged at the back of my mind. It was Aunt Connie. “Why was that?” I thought to myself. I hated her for her cruelty when I was young but I must admit she was a very different person now. Well even with my inexperience, the three women that promoted me to sexual manhood were seemingly pleased with my performance.



Afterward, we all laid in the bed and talked. “Well Franky, what do you think?” asked Loraine as she gently rubbed my balls. “Ladies, all I can say is that I wish it was my birthday because of the wonderful gift you have given me.” I replied. “Well that goes both ways!” exclaimed Helen. “Yeah that big cock of yours is just what the doctor ordered.” Josie chimed in. “You all are very nice but I think I need some one on one time to perfect my technique.” I explained. “I think that could be arranged.” giggled Helen and the other two laughed as well. “Franky, what are your feelings toward your aunt?” asked Helen. My thoughts turned to the first day I arrived on the bus and the smell of Connie’s perfume. My cock twitched as I recalled the sounds of her having sex with these three delightful women. “I duh, don’t know what you mean.” I lied. Helen pressed, “Franky, we have watched you get excited when ever she comes into a room. You purposely paraded around your room naked in hopes of her being in there!” Busted again, I knew she was there in my room even before I entered because of her titillating scent. “Now I will ask you again. What are your feelings towards Connie?” she persisted. I knew then that I had no choice. I wanted her. I wanted her more than anyone I’ve ever known. My prick swelled as my inner vision, be as it may, filled with images of my aunt being pleasured by me. “I lust for her body as I have done since the day I arrived but more over. I think love her. I cannot deny it any longer. I don’t believe I will be complete without her.” I admitted.



Cheers filled the room as all three women jumped for joy. Just then my nostrils filled with a familiar scent. Could it be? Is she here and if so, how long? “You kids have fun now and we will see ya later.” announced Lorain as they left the room. My anticipation was unmatched as I felt two hands caress my face and the warmth of Connie’s breath approach my lips. Our mouths met and our tongues enter twined savagely as our breathing quickened to a lightning pace. Her hands moved from my face to my cock and balls as our mouths parted. She whispered, “Oh Franky, I need you to fuck me so bad. Please fill my pussy with your beautiful cock.” With that she got up over me and straddled my hips. She lowered herself onto me and I felt my prick ease into her hot love canal. Even though I had several orgasms with her conspirators, my dick was hard as steel. Connie moaned loudly as she bounced up and down on my thick shaft. She leaned forward and ground her pelvis into me and said, “My god Franky, you feel so good in me. I can’t believe I took all of you. It’s the biggest cock I have ever seen.” I smiled and quickened the pace of my cock stroking her pussy until she thrashed about and exploded into a wild orgasm. “Uhggg! Oh fuck me Franky. Fuck me forever with that monster cock. Ooooooooh!” she yelled and collapsed on me. Her breasts smashed my chest like soft cantaloupes as she gasped for air. I took advantage of her short rest to take more control. I shifted my weight and flipped us over and then I slowly worked my way down her luscious body. I started with kissing her neck and taking in her perfume, the same scent she wore the day of my arrival. She cooed as my lips and tongue teased her shoulders and then to her impressive tits. I nuzzled my nose into each one and devoured their essence as I tweaked her nipples. Her moans were a constant hum as I played her breasts like a musical instrument.



Her suppleness amazed me as my hands roamed over them and my nerves tingled with excitement but object of my desire lay further down. I have smelled her sex for months and I wanted to taste it. I needed it like a narcotic. My body shivered at the mere thought of lapping up her juices that flowed from her womanhood. My tongue inched slowly from her heavenly globes across her midriff and to the tiny belly button. She spasm a bit when my tongue explored her naval and she murmured, “Ahhh, my darling! You make me feel so good. I’ve never felt like this before.” My confidence soared so I set out to munch on her clean shaven pussy. I marveled at the baby like smoothness and the intoxicating aroma that was on display before me. I took my hands and gently spread her outer lips to give me an unobstructed advantage to her most private of parts. She was dripping wet from her own orgasms and she tasted of lilac. My tongue swirled around the edges and flicked her clit ever so lightly. Her ecstasy rose in concert with my efforts to satisfy my thirst for her orgasm. I rammed two of my fingers into her as my mouth piece sucked on her sensitive clit. She bucked and pushed my head into her as she screamed with yet a larger gush of cum. My face bathed in a rush of fluid as she squirmed beneath me. Her body finally stopped shaking and I was quite happy with my first fuck. Then an idea came to me and my cock twitched at the thought. I ran my tongue up and down her slit and past the bottom to her asshole. I took my hands and raised her legs above her head and rocked her body back and forth with my tongue in her grooves. “Oh fuck! What are you doing to me? Oh goddamn it Franky, your driving me crazy! I’m a, I’m a cuuuuuummmmmminnngg!” was her screams as I tortured her bottom. All of a sudden I stopped and positioned the head of my engrossed cock at the entrance of her exit point. I rubbed her ass lightly to let her know what my intentions were and she responded, “My love. I have wanted that huge cock of yours in my ass from the moment I saw it. Please fuck me in the ass, my beautiful man.”



Being called a man while having sex filled me with a sense of power and accomplishment. I was Superman and I shoved my man of steel shaft into her incredibly tight ass. It took a couple of minutes to bury my entire length in her and she wiggled like a fish on my hook. It drove me mad with lust and I pounded her brown hole with a vengeance. I remembered all the pranks that she played on me and I was exacting my payment of revenge when my conscience sent my mind a red flag that turned my vengeance into love. My passion for her exploded and my balls churned to produce the largest spray ever. “Connie, I aaammmmm.” I stuttered. “No wait! I want that hot cum In my mouth. Please baby, fill my throat with your cock!!” she pleaded. I didn’t need any more encouragement. I dropped her legs and she spun around to impale her face onto my erupting pole. My sperm splashed on her face before she could get in her but she was undeterred as she sucked cum from my dick. My eyes disappeared in the back of my head and I nearly lost consciousness.



When she finished swallowing all she could, she cleaned up the remaining cum from her face with her fingers and tongue. I moved quickly to her mouth to kiss her and I tasted the remnants of my explosion. We embraced as lovers should and we knew that we belonged with each other. “Franky I.” she started to say. “Please my love. May I asked a favor of you?” I asked. “Please call me Frank, or Honey or Baby or even Asshole if you want because I hate Franky.” I pleaded. Connie giggled at my attempt at humor and said, “Of course my sweet dear man. And I have a request of you too. Please don’t ever leave me. Don’t ever take that wonderful cock away from me. I’ll do what ever you want with who ever you want. You can fuck anyone you wish, just fuck me too. Frank, my love. I love you.” I was astonished. My world had transformed before me and I felt truly complete. I paused a moment to take in the rush of happiness that engulfed my soul and then said, “Even though you have no wings and I checked. You must be an angel. Your beauty and grace have taken this child before you and made me a man. Your man. I love you too Connie and I’m not going anywhere without you.” Our embraced tightened and it seemed to last for hours.



The next day I move into her bedroom to live as lovers do. I finished my schooling and received my degree in business management. We didn’t feel the need to marry but our souls were bound to each other. We stayed in Seattle and started a small business and we were very happy. And yes of course, the girls came over three days a week to make sure.