Auntie...my tutor and inspiration that molded me into the sexual being i am today.  I've been wanting to write these recounts of my sexual awakening by my Auntie for decades now.  I'm presenting these in a series of recollections as Auntie led me through them.  I hope you enjoy.  I think i've finally ready...

My Auntie and i were always close both emotionally and physically. She showered me with kisses and hugs from since i can remember.  i was probably around 13 or 14 when i noticed her in a sexual way. She aways wore heavy perfume, a musky type, her makeup was flawless, perfectly plucked eyesbrows, manicured nails, (both her toes and hands...just lovely), and her dress was just a little provocative.  Cleavage just enough to garner a second glance, skirts short enought to tease and accentuate her sexy legs.  She wore a girdle type garter almost all the time (i adored feeling it under her blouses when we hugged...she'd let my hands linger as i got older).

Auntie is a testiment to femininity.  Soft, sexy and sensual...i wanted her as soon as my voice started to deepen.  It wasn't long before Auntie realized it too and she teased me ruthlessly in her sensuous way.  Brushing her abundant breasts against me as she purposefully positioned herself so i would have to squeeze past her, flick her wet hot tonque against my ear as we embraced when she came over, and those times when she held my and in her lap as we chatted in front of everyone.  She made sure to cover my hands so i could just touch the top of her heavy bush.