My relationship with my auntie we where always close and loved each other she treated me like her son but when she met sissy things changed from that first weekend, it was kinda like love at first sight all over again but would definitely be going down a different path.
It was that first lingering kisses at the front door that kick started it and then the play date at aunties house was interesting too, at first kissing auntie on the couch and just kissing her was very nice but it was a lot to take in I think she could see that in my look the first few times, I always have worn my emotions for everyone to see I could never hide it, at least she loved me enough to tell me that if kissing made me feel uncomfortable we didn’t have to kiss anymore, she said I would never make you do something that you didn’t want to do, I think I didn’t say anything.
The next few get together’s where a little slow in the kissing department and funny thing I was really missing all the kissing it just grew on me I really liked it a lot, a couple three weeks later she asked me again about kissing this time I looked at her and said I truly love all the kissing and I didn’t want it to stop, I think I shocked her a little but her big smile said it all and just melted me too, we became even closer something funny started to happen after that.
We started to gravitate towards each other, like we would kinda find each other and just give each other a little soft touching and some loving kisses, we never really never did anything but lite touching and kissing and we never french kissed or open mouth kissed we were just happy with sexy pucker up kissing and as far as the lite touching one of our favorites was having our legs touch each other at the dinner table where no one can see it was very naughty but we both loved it, can you imagine a 40 year old lady playing footsie with her 10 year old niece how crazy is that lol.
But truthfully that’s as far as it went, I was totally happy with that we had a great time together, we definitely where two girls who love kissing and yes the kissing did increase almost to the point if we ran into each other at either house more than not we would do the 3 kisses and sometimes a little more.
As far as her son went, auntie always loved it when I dressed him up as my little niece and I loved it too I guess I have this mother gene also, loved treating my little niece like she was my little girl, auntie encouraged it going as far as telling him that he will listen and do what sissy wants as if I was his mother too, when auntie said that I had the biggest smile and felt kinda tingly inside too.
This was just the norm, it was wonderful times going from a five year old boy hiding my girl side to this and in the long run auntie’s house became my fun spot, after my dad passed years later mom found a new husband I was about 13 years old and pretty much sissy was nonexistent at home and auntie’s house was my girly place but it was just not the same, it was really hard on me and I went through a little depression and it didn’t help that we had no bond between us what so ever but he made mom happy, I ended up leaving my house at 16 I just couldn’t be there anymore and never to lived there again I was on my own, oh well all good things usually end at sometime.
So be it, on with sissygirl’s journey.
