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For the last ten years I have traveled a long way from a sweet, innocent, extremely naive 18-year-old from the Biblical Belt to, with the possible exception of my aunt Sally, the best dick and blowjob artist to be found. I left home when I was 18 to attend college in Southern California. My parents were very strict; my father is a Baptist minister and my mother teaches summer school and runs the church choir. They only accepted my way to school if I stayed with my aunt Sally, who lived a few blocks from college. Sally was only ten years older than me, but he had a master in library sciences with a minor in economy. Mom and Dad approved her high level and felt that she, despite being only 28, would be a suitable tutor for her little sweet virgin daughter. We hardly knew.

I got to Aunt Sally's house in June, two and a half months before my first-year classes started. He was very sweet and nice and gave me the best he had. I didn't look at anything like the photographs we had of her at home. Aunt Sally was a powerful woman, and after teaching me how to fix myself a little we felt so much that men often thought we were Sally sisters living in a nice house in a quiet suburban neighborhood and driving a Corvette with a fire engine. When I asked him how he could afford all these cute things living alone, he just smiled and didn't say much. All she would say is that she was in the "training" industry and she didn't bother to elaborate. It was a mysterious thing about her work and strange hours. A little I was gonna learn soon.

It all started three weeks after I moved in. Aunt Sally had come out, dressed to kill and carry her purplish gymnastics bag, as she always did. Just in the house, I was in her bedroom looking through her drawers for a couple of pantyhose when I found a ten-inch vibrator under some of her black lace panties. I couldn't believe what I found. I had heard of dildos and vibrators from some girls back home, but I had never seen one before, much less using one. By turning it on, his vibrations sent a pull through me and gave me a knot in my stomach. I didn't expect Aunt Sally to come home for a few hours, I let curiosity and temptation get the best out of me. Soon I was hypnotized almoist by the rhythmic vibrations of my new find.

Holding the vibrator to my breasts, I could feel my nipples more and more and my crotch and panties get wet and wet. This was all so new to me, but it felt so good that I couldn't help but explore my entire body with it.

Well, I can tell you it didn't take me long to undress and fall back into Sally's big bronze bed with my new toy. I even tilted her big mirror so I could look at myself.

After mocking myself with him, I placed the tip of the vibrator in my wet crack, vaporized and pushed it gently. As I watched him slide slowly towards me, I could feel that my vaginal muscles were adjusting around. I've been masturbating with my finger for years, but I've never felt anything like that before. With both hands working that vibrator in and out of my little hot pussy, I was soon next to me in ecstasy. That after noon I came in a strong and stumbled orgasm after another.

It was GREAT! I felt so deliciously evil and nasty looking at me masturbating in that big mirror. He was like an addict who couldn't stop.

I must have been on it for quite some time. I was so apprehensive of waving that fucking bastard in and out of my love tunnel and groaning like an animal I didn't hear my aunt go into the house. You can imagine my shame when I finally looked at her and I saw her with a bowed arm at the door, looking at me with a smile on my face. (Later he told me he had been there enjoying my performance for about ten minutes.) Before I could open my mouth to tell her something, I was tormented by another orgasm of the mind. I thought I was gonna die, but all Sally told me was, "When you're done, go down and have dinner, I brought Chinese home." He didn't say anything about what he caught me doing, but he kept on as usual... except every time he had that same smile on her face. We did an early night of that, and all he told me before entering was, "Sweet dreams, baby." I went to bed that red night with shame, but I went to sleep rubbing and fingering my pussy, thinking about the next time I could get that vibrator in my now yearning.

I was out of the house for much of the following afternoon, feeling very embarrassed. When I came home around six, I saw my aunt's car at the entrance and went straight to my room. Upon entering the door I was surprised to find a package brilliantly wrapped in my bed. Attached to the package was a note saying: "Since you seemed to enjoy mine so much, I thought it was time for you to have one of yours, baby. With love, Sally." I entered the package to find a beautiful 10-inch vibrator dildo.

I ran downstairs to find Sally waiting for me in the living room. She was standing there, separate feet, hands on her hips, and wearing a short purple silk robe that barely covered her ass with shape or her proud 38-inch breasts. She had a seductive and familiar smile on her face. She stood before me--wanton, raw sex personified. Faced with her, we hugged. I knew it was going to be a night, one that I would never forget and change forever.

After our touching hug, Aunt Sally went to the kitchen and returned with a silver tray of oysters fleeced and frozen in the middle of the bell, two chilled glasses and a bottle of wine. Then he shook the lights, lit some candles and put a tape on the stereo. I should not have been surprised that it was not a musical tape, but the erotic sounds of heavy shit and sucking that Sally and one of her lovers had made.

For the next half hour I sat on the couch in front of Sally while doing an erotic show eating those oysters. Occasionally, between sprinkled oysters and drinking wine, she slipped her hand to her finger, then slowly sucks the pussy juice from her fingers. After something else, he stood up and said, "It's time we expanded your horizons, sweet baby."

He took me by the hand and took me down to her finished basement. The lights were very low, except for some stage light lamps hanging from the ceiling, which bathed the pool table in a warm and pink glow. The billiard table was covered with an orchid color mattress, and Sally had about a dozen of her favorite vibrators and dildos lined along the edge of it within walking distance. He put me in an easy large leather chair, which had been pushed to where he had an unhindered view. He put on a rock music tape, with a slow, heavy rhythm and a lot of saxophones. He turned on incense and said, "You wanted to know what I do in the entertainment industry. Well, Aunt Sally will entertain you."

I was so excited. Sally walked behind the pool table and stood with her back to me. He shot a dirty "I'm shit" smile on her shoulder while she diverted her mantle, letting her fall to the table in a fast movement and cat. There she was, kneeling in front of me, resting on her knees, her legs folded and her thighs spread. Her brown pubic hair heel was cut perfectly in the shape of a heart. Sally arrived again without looking, and selected a 14-inch vibrator that not only moved and came out as a piston, but also made small circular movements as he humbled and vibrated. It was so big that he could barely wrap her hand around him. He was moaning softly while working that vibrator over her beautiful tanned body, paying special attention to her boobs. Its red ruby earrings were as big as half a dollar and its nipples hit hard as rocks. He kept every breast to her mouth, licking and sucking her nipples, leaving them shiny with saliva.

Turning her attention to her fiery crack, she ran that dildo by pressing up and down on her lips pussy and clit, groaning stronger all the time. Then he brought the dildo, now dealing with her pussy juice, to her hungry mouth and licked it and sucked it from her bulbous head to the base. Still kneeling in front of me, her twat and thighs glowing from the flow of her pussy juice, she put the vibrator at full speed and slowly led her massive cock head in her pussy, taking the 14 inches from her. Then slowly he pulled it out almost all the way. Using both hands, he put that big bastard in and out at least a dozen times in the rhythm of music, groaning like a jealous whore.

In the last blow, Sally left that massive vibrator by pressing and stirring deeply into her pussy at full speed, using her well-conditioned vaginal muscles to hold it. Then he quickly turned on her knees and elbows, pushing her beautiful ass to the ceiling. He started playing with her clitoris while the dildo was lying inside her. In seconds, Sally's whole body was shuddering in a violent orgasm that brought tears to her eyes. It was amazing to see her loudly as a wild animal, hips and ass waving in rhythm to the music, while she was fucking.

Sally had all the practiced movements of a real professional. I couldn't believe it. Without missing a blow, she jumped again, kneeling, the thighs spread. Then he leaned back and, again without looking, put a hand on the far edge of the pool table. When she got up again, she was holding a beautiful 12-inch rubber dick that was covered with Karo syrup. Sally shook her head, her beautiful brown-haired mane falling away from her face. There was a look of pure lust without adulterating in her eyes as he wrapped up that monstrous cock that shone on her face. Slowly she lowered it and tickled her head and under her bold tongue. Resting on a elbow for support, he raised him up a bit, arching her back and neck. Then he brought the sticky dildo, dripping into her hot waiting mouth. The clear syrup, brimming with its bright wet lips, ran through its chin and cheeks as it sprayed and sucked the dildo into its mouth, devouring it deeper and deeper until it had finally penetrated it deeply to the very base of its rigid axis, groaning strong with pure pleasure and delighting all the time.

Completely oblivious to everything else, Sally, the crooked thighs wide, used one hand to slowly pull the rubber dick out of her mouth and hit the steam opening of her pussy with the other. While she withdrew the dick from her purged lips, leaving only a slender thread of syrup and saliva between the two, her tongue dared to lick the excess around her smile, wet mouth.

The vibrator in Sally's pussy was still giving her full measure and, trapped in another orgasm that approached, began to hurt and squirm. her hips and her ass were coming up in response to that amazing haunted shit. Now using her hands to pinch and throw away her hard rock nipples, Sally went over the edge. her voice going up to a close veil, he went crazy. her whole body scoffed and masturbated wildly as an electric discharge had been applied to him, all the time groaning and screaming with physical liberation and pleasure. No doubt Sally was enjoying and savoring every minute.

I was enjoying it too. Ther was the most fantastic thing I've ever seen. I didn't know that it was possible for a woman to have such pleasure and satisfaction. I couldn't get her eyes off him.

The show was not over yet. After the last orgasm, Sally didn't lose a rhythm. Repositioning on the pool table, he put a heel in each corner pocket to support. With renewed vigor, it was immediately launched in a hot action routine, without stopping and an almost continuous orgasm after another. And everyone seemed better than the last one. Before it ended, Sally had used the seven vibrators and five dildos he had placed on the table. He even lost track of how many orgasms he had.

When it was over, I looked at my watch and realized that I had been going to him warm and heavy for more than an hour. Sally rolled towards me, her head got into a hand, haired through her face. A leg was bent on the knee, giving me a full view while gently hitting its hot juicy crack and massaged the inside of its thighs of pain.

I was so excited to see her. My own nipples were hard and taut against the material of my blouse, and my crotch and panties were soaked. When Sally smiled at her smile and asked if I would like to join her "on stage," I didn't hesitate for a second.

Aunt Sally was sweet and kind as she watched me treat myself with the pleasures I just saw her enjoy. Using my new vibrator, as well as my own fingers, I learned to get off me in countless orgasms. It felt good!

After we both took fresh showers, Sally explained to me that the masturbation show he had done before for me was really a dress rehearsal. She would do the same act the following week at a bachelor party for about 50 guys. He also told me he had been working as an exotic dancer and performing live sex shows on stage and bachelor parties from college. She laughed and said, "What other line of work can you get a room full of guys for cream on her jeans all at once?"