Part I - The Homecoming

Kelly Grace arrives at his aunt's ranch during a college break. Will an unfortunate incident allow his sexy, feminine aunt to help him enjoy a "softer" side of life? Or will his masculine stubborness be too strong?

Summer had finally found its way to Tennessee as Kelly Grace left the campus in Memphis and headed west toward his aunt’s farm near Denver. It had been a long freshman year at the university and he was looking forward to the three-month break. Kelly had excelled in school, and in track & field. He was a very athletic five-foot six inches tall and his lithe physique allowed him to excel in long distance events. The daily grind of practice and homework had caught up to him, and these last two weeks of studying and conference championships had taken its toll. As he set the cruise of his 67 Mustang at 75 across the Nebraska plains, he relaxed and thought of his Auntie Kate.

Kate Snow had been married to his mother’s oldest brother, and was his favorite Aunt. She owned 120 acres of rangeland, in the hill country north of Boulder. Her husband had died five years earlier as Kelly entered high school, and he had been helping her out during the summers ever since. She only kept a few cattle now, she didn’t need the money at all, her family had been well off for generations. When her father died he had left her a fine inheritance. She enjoyed the company of her nephew Kelly more than anything, and as an added bonus, Kelly was her best worker she had ever employed. They got along as best friends, but Kelly always showed her the utmost respect, as she demanded it with her powerful, yet very feminine presence.

Kate was not your stereotypical farm girl, although she dressed the part while working, she was the most graceful lady any woman could be. At nearly six feet tall she carried herself with an elegance of nobility. When not out working the fence-lines and out on the town, you would find her dressed in the most beautiful and classy outfits. She loved satin, fine silks, and lace.

A more natural beauty could not be found anywhere. Kate had lovely olive skin, and silky smooth raven-black hair that hung nearly to the small of her back when not in a French braid or tied up in a bun. Her full lips were always painted a glossy crimson, when she pursed her lips they always had that slightly moist appearance, like dew on the brightest of red roses. Crystal blue eyes highlighted with mascara and eye shadow, stood out like sparkling diamonds against her ebony locks.

Kate owned some of the finest jewelry around, and loved to show it off. But even with her epic facial features, it was her voluptuous figure that turned the most heads. Her amazing measurements of 38DD-23-37, were very rare, yet absolutely mind blowing to behold. Her body was all natural, including those wonderful full breasts that swayed ever so slightly and jiggled just enough as she walked in her heels. Her slender, yet muscular legs were amazing. Silky smooth and tanned calves made their way up to supple thighs and ending in the most pert bottom that any young man could imagine in his wettest of dreams. She could make even the most boring of nylon stockings look like high fashion. She had done her fair share of modeling over the years, but rarely spoke of it. Kate was always humble about her divine beauty.

The miles melted away as Kelly neared the cut-off road to Auntie Kate’s house. The two-day journey from east Tennessee to Colorado was nearing its end, and the anticipation was killing him. It had been nine months since he had last seen his aunt, and much had happened in her life since then.

Back in late September, as Kelly headed to college, his cousin Amy, Kate’s daughter, was tragically killed in a car accident coming home from a high school dance. Amy was not only Kelly’s cousin, she was his best friend. They had grown up together, and had an uncanny resemblance to each other. Many had thought they were twins, even though they were not even siblings. Amy was an only child and the accident had totally devastated Kate.

Amy was her pride and joy, they enjoyed many of the same things, besides the family farm. She loved to model, as she shared her mother’s striking beauty. She loved classic glamour, bordering on the erotic, along the same lines as Bettie Page and other’s of her genre. Her walk-in closet was a display of femininity like no one could imagine. Gowns, dresses, skirts, blouses, heels, and jewelry befit of a queen, all of the finest quality. Quite a polar opposite of her ranching life she shared with her mother. Kate and Amy never had to continue working with the cattle, they were both financially set for life, and if they had wanted, could have been solely glamour models.

It was nearing sundown on that fine June evening as Kelly pulled up the long dusty drive to the farmhouse. Kate was just heading in from the barn and met him on the veranda, greeting him with a warm hug and a peck on the cheek, “Kelly it is sooo good to see you sweetie, I’ve missed you so much, it seems like years since I’ve seen you!” He melted in her arms as she pressed his head into her ample bosom. Being a half-foot taller than he, made for a perfect place to rest his head.

Kate looked like one of the gals on the calendars the ranch hands always kept down at the line shack in her tight wranglers that hugged her lovely curves and the half-unbuttoned blouse that revealed the lace edges of her satin bra cups. Her hair was tied up in a tight bun, but as she took off her sun hat, she untied it, and the lovely raven locks cascaded down across her shapely breasts.

As they broke their embrace, Kelly couldn’t help but notice the “hardening” feeling going on down below. Even though it was his aunt, he couldn’t deny her unbelievable attractiveness. The physical emotion he felt was overpowering sometimes and he did his best to hide his growing erection. As they turned to head into the house, Kate put her arm around him once again, “It’s great to be home Auntie Kate,” he said. “Let’s go grab a couple beers and celebrate, honey,” she replied with that big, twinkling smile.

Kate went to the kitchen as Kelly took a seat at the table and Kate returned with two pilsner glasses a couple bottles of a local microbrew. “I know how you like wine Kell, but I haven’t had a chance to run to town,” she fretted.

“No problem Auntie Kate, I like beer just as well, you don’t spend a year at college without having a few….hundred.”

They both laughed, “Kell I’m just plain filthy, would you excuse me while I take a shower?” she asked. “Good idea, you really stink!” Kelly joked. She smiled as she headed upstairs to her bathroom, “You are asking for it mister!” Her pendulous breasts strained against the silken bonds of her bra as she finished unbuttoning her work blouse. Kelly caught a quick glimpse of her just as she passed into the bathroom, “Good lord,” he thought, “it’s almost like she is giving me just enough of a look to drive me crazy.”

Kelly finished his beer and headed back out to his car to fetch his luggage. Opening the trunk he noticed that something was missing. The bag carrying his work gear was there, but that was it.

“Shit, I knew I forgot something, I always do,” he thought aloud. “Now what the hell am I going to do, all I’ve got is some gloves, tools, and boots. Damn, oh well, Auntie Kate will figure something out, I’m sure Uncle’s clothes are still around.”

Kelly wandered around the barn for a few minutes before the wind and darkening sky chased him back towards the house. The sky opened up before he could get back to the porch, huge raindrops slammed him and he lost his balance on the slick earth. That black clay turned to mud instantly and he fell face first. “Norther’s comin’ Auntie Kate, looks like a nasty one. And it got me before I could turn around,” he exclaimed as he came back into the house.

Kate was just making her way from the bath to the bedroom when she saw him come in, “Oh honey, you’re soaked! Wait there and I’ll be down in a sec, you look like you could use a nice hot bath, hang on.”

Kate returned shortly carrying a towel and a blue robe. She looked ravishing in her evening wear; a light blue satin pajama set that clung loosely to her gorgeous body. It was obvious to Kelly that she wasn’t wearing anything underneath, as her pert nipples stood out against the thin fabric. “Here babe, let me help you out of those muddy clothes.”

Kelly was a little embarrassed to have his aunt see him naked, “It’s ok Auntie Kate, I can handle it.” She insisted, “Nonsense sweetie, I haven’t had anyone to take care of in a long while now, especially a cutie like you!”

She lightly patted his bum as the last of his wet clothes fell in a heap, which caused his face to redden slightly. His aunt’s loving personality, flirty demeanor, and outright sexiness did little to help with his “growing” problem. He tried in vain to hide his throbbing member, but Kate kept brushing past him as she dried his hair, with the big fluffy blue towel.

The silky fabric of her loose pajama bottoms glided over the head of his turgid cock, causing it to stand out like a flagpole, which did not go unnoticed by Kate. She kept inching closer, acting like nothing was happening, until she pressed right up against him, “Oh my, what do we have here? Wow Kell, is your auntie causing you some discomfort, or is it quite the opposite?”

Kelly choked out a reply, “N…n…no, Auntie Kate, it’s just that…. uh, I…I mean you are so pretty…and…and.” She cut him off, “Oh don’t you worry your sweet little head,” glancing down she continued, “or should I sweet impressive head?”

There was no denying how well Kelly was endowed with his swollen cock measuring at least seven inches long, and very thick. It pulsed and throbbed through the smooth sensitive skin encasing his shaft. It looked even bigger on the slender frame of a distance runner. He thought that he might cum right where he stood, but she took the pressure off of him and stepped back, “Sorry honey, I didn’t mean to tease you, it’s just that it’s hard to ignore your beautiful body.”

Kate finished drying Kelly’s hair, “Don’t know why I did that, you’re taking a shower anyhow, it’s probably this lovely hair you have, can’t seem to keep my hands out of it.” Kelly kept his hair long, and it hung past his shoulders when he didn’t have it tied back. He loved the story of Sampson and Delilah, and believed that he drew strength from his hair. Many women over the years had marveled at its softness.

Kate picked up his clothes and handed him the robe she brought out, “Here put this on, you don’t want to catch a cold.” As Kelly grabbed the robe he realized that this wasn’t anything he was used to wearing, it looked to be a match to his aunt’s pajamas, not only in color but also in material. “Auntie Kate, is this a girl’s robe?” he asked.

“Well, I suppose it is. I gave all of your uncle’s clothing to Goodwill after his death. It’s just us girls now, eh?” she joked. “Don’t worry, no one is going to know, and feel this,” she held the fabric up to his bare chest, “doesn’t this feel nice?”

Kelly took the robe in his hands once again. He couldn’t deny the cool satin sent chills down his spine; his skin seemed to come alive as it swirled and slipped along his body. He hadn’t noticed before, but the robe was very long and trimmed in delicate white lace along the sleeves, neckline, and hem. He slipped each arm in slowly, and drew it around his shoulders. Never in his life had he felt such an amazing feeling from any article of clothing. His mind battled what his body was telling him, “I’m a guy,” he thought, “but I can’t deny what I am feeling.”

“Are you ok, sweetie?” Kate inquired, “looks like you were drifting away for a second.” Then something caught her attention, “Hold still for a minute Kelly,” she ran over to the end table in the living room and retrieved her most recent picture of her late daughter Amy and handed it to Kelly. The similarity was obvious, especially with Kelly’s long hair and slight features. Kate added, “I always thought you two were separated at birth, but this is truly amazing. Well, I’ve kept you long enough, better go get that shower, I’ll see what I can get you to wear when you are finished. I’ll just set the clothes on the vanity for you.”

Kelly slipped off the luxurious robe and got into the hot shower. It felt great to clean up after his mishap out by the barn. He lingered longer than normal after washing and conditioning his hair; the warm steam did wonders for his tired body. He rinsed off and stepped out of the shower, and there on the vanity was a neat pile of clothes, but all Kelly noticed was that they were light pink in color and very, very silky.

“Sorry about the color, honey,” his aunt called from outside the door, “but I thought you might like them.”

It was a set of pj’s similar to his aunt’s, but these were trimmed with satin bows at the leg openings and the top was not a button up like auntie’s, it was more of a camisole top with wide scalloped shoulder straps and completely trimmed in the most delicate black lace.

If that wasn’t enough there was a pair of baby blue underwear that were peeking from underneath the pile. Picking them up he saw that they were a pair of micro-fiber briefs that weren’t all that feminine in appearance. But as Kelly drew them up his legs, the sensation was identical to the robe he had donned previously. The erection that he tried so hard to stifle, came back with a vengeance as slowly slid the smooth waistband into place. Just then, his aunt came in to check on his progress.

“Oooh, those fit you just right, I knew they would, you and Amy were always about the same size. Here let me give you a hand.” Kate held the pajama bottoms for Kelly as he stepped into them and she drew them up his legs pausing as she passed near his throbbing panty encased cock, “Another fine fit, do I have a great eye or what?” she had they sexy twinkle in her lovely eyes once again.

Kate bunched up the cami-top and it cascaded down across Kelly’s shoulders giving him Goosebumps from head to toe. “Here you look cold, better get your gown back on.” Gown? It was just a robe a few minutes ago, Kelly thought subconsciously.

“Goodness Kell, your hair is in terrible shape, let me fix it up a little for ya, I always loved doing up hair in fine styles. I haven’t had anyone to do that for in a long time. Have a seat, sweets.”

Kelly seated himself in front of the vanity on the velvet-covered seat as his aunt went to work. She combed and parted and primped and curled for what seemed like an hour, but it was really only about ten minutes. She was a wizard with a brush, and Kelly had never had such attention paid to his amber locks. Finally she finished and spun him around to check the mirror, “Whaddya think?”

He couldn’t believe his eyes, she had swept his hair back and bunched it with a pink satin ribbon and clipped it on either side of his temples with a barrette. It was so smooth and had a gentle wave throughout, “It’s so…so…. pretty?” he thought aloud.

“Ooops, I guess I went a little feminine, but hey it’s just for the night and it’s just you and I, right?” she added.

Kelly got up and they both headed back downstairs to relax and talk. The pajama pants were causing him a little frustration as they kept bunching up and nearly tripping him. “Those bottoms need a little help hon, just a sec,” she returned from Amy’s room shortly with some sort of slipper type shoe. “Here slip these on, they’ll keep your pj’s off the floor.”

Kelly slipped the “shoes” on and found that he stood about three inches taller all of a sudden. They were low-heeled open toed sandals with purple bows. He found it rather different to walk with these on, but his aunt helped him out, “Take small steps and don’t swing your elbows so much, it will help your balance.”

He now found himself mincing along to the kitchen, garbed nearly identical to his gorgeous aunt; silky cami-top, satin pajama bottoms trimmed in lacy bows, tight nylon panties, creamy satin robe, heeled sandals, and his hair done up beautifully with bows and curls. It was all so different, yet so relaxing. He felt so comfortable with his Aunt Kate, no matter what the situation. He had come into the house earlier that day, covered in dirty mud with soiled clothes, soaked and cold. Now he was adrift in a sea of beautiful finery, unlike any experience in his life.

To be continued…..

Part II — A Sensual Evening

Kelly and Kate settled down on the soft, living room sofa to kick back and relax. The thunderstorms continued to pound the roof and windows with heavy rain, wind, and hail. Even though it was nearing summer, Kate had built a warm fire in the fireplace as the storm brought cold winds from the high country.

For Kelly, it was a perfect ending to a long, long day of driving and mishaps. First with forgetting most of his clothes, and secondly with falling in the mud and ruining what he had one to begin with. But his Aunt Kate made up for everything with her warm smiles, hugs, and tender loving care. It mattered little to Kelly that he was now dressed in cool satin, lace trimmed pajama bottoms, slinky camisole top, smooth micro-fiber panties, and had his long silky hair done up in curls, barrettes, and ribbons. All he felt was relaxation and comfort.

Kelly lounged on the couch with a glass of wine, enjoying the flickering tendrils of flame as they licked along the plate glass fireplace doors. He subconsciously twirled the satin ribbon tied his hair around his pinky finger and caressed the ringlets that cascaded down around his face. He was experiencing feelings he’d never felt before. It was the excitement of a new experience bordering on what he felt to be a sort of taboo.

Wearing women’s clothing had never entered his mind…ever. Yet the sensations were electric and erotic. The cool liquid feeling of satin pajamas as they slithered across his legs and bottom. The tight silky feel of the thin panties, they were barely holding back his stiffening manhood. The way his hair felt so soft, after his aunt’s painstaking attention and skillful styling. All of this combined to heighten his senses. Every small movement caused the feminine garb to caress his skin in a different way, every time he turned his head his hair slid one way of the other…. so soft…so warm…so delightful.

Kate delighted in her nephew’s newfound sensual discovery, “Hey hon, you’re drifting again,” she whispered softly. She sat at Kelly’s feet, with her legs crossed, Indian style. His hardening member was beginning to tent out his sexy pajama bottoms, and this fact did not go unnoticed, by either of them.

Kelly sat upright quickly, he was a little startled and vainly attempted to hide his growing erection attempting to free itself from the thin layers of satin. “Oh sorry Auntie Kate, I was sort of daydreaming.”

She slid her lovely bottom closer to him on the sofa, “No problem at all, just didn’t want you to fall off the couch. You look very relaxed. Enjoying yourself I see?”

He calmed back down, “Yes I am…very much. Comfort comes easy when I’m with you, and I have to say that these pj’s aren’t as scary as they looked at first. They’re so comfortable, I really can’t believe it.”

Kate chuckled, “They are nice aren’t they?” The wine was beginning to take effect and she was getting giggly. “I could tell without asking anyway, especially looking at that army tent you are pitching in your pretty pink panties!”

Kelly slammed his wine down on the end table as his aunt nearly shot wine out her nose from laughter, “All right that’s it Auntie Kate, you are going down!” A broad smile spread across his face as he got up off the couch and attempted to wrap her up in one of his old wrestling moves from way back in junior high. The attempt was futile. He forgot about the cute little heeled slippers he was wearing to keep his pajama bottoms off the floor. He wobbled like a newborn colt and began to fall face-first towards her, but she gathered him up quickly, breaking his fall, but not before his face was buried between the shapely globes of Kate’s ample breasts.

Kelly rested his head there for a moment, “These puppies come in handy don’t they sweets?” she continued her light-hearted teasing, “My my, looks like our little hottie hasn’t learned how to walk properly in her heels yet. I guess she needs a little motivation!”

Kelly tried to break free of her grasp, but she was very strong. Years of farm work had molded her lithe muscles into beautiful rock hard sculptures. She slid his head out of her cleavage and sideways across one of her satin-tipped nipples. They were hard like diamonds and she paused for a moment as the bumps of her areola toyed with Kelly’s bottom lip. The top three blouse buttons on her shiny blue pajamas had come undone in all the horseplay and they barely kept her breasts from spilling out. Kelly’s cock was so hard he thought it was going to rip right out of his panties.

Kate rolled him over on his chest and sat back down, pinning him to her lap. She held his arms behind his back, at his wrists, with just one hand. Her other hand came to rest across his bottom, the silky smooth satin was pulled tight across his skin and the delicate lace of his cami top slid up across his back. His panties peeked above the ruffled waist of his pajama bottoms. She leaned forward to whisper in his ear, her nipples traced circles around his shoulder blades, “Such a naughty little vixen deserves to be punished.”

Kelly wriggled around in her lap, more in fun than anything else. He was definitely enjoying the playful fun with his aunt. He started to laugh and giggle, her nipples sliding around on his skin were so ticklish. “What is so funny? You are giggling like a schoolgirl? You are in for it now mister!”

Kelly’s throbbing manhood now had come to rest between Kate’s knees. She pulled him even closer, squeezing his cute little ass with her right hand and tracing her crimson fingernails back and forth across the smooth nylon. SLAP!!! She spanked him surprisingly hard and he bucked his hips into the air, “Ouch! C’mon take it easy Auntie!”

She tried to stifle a laugh, “Oops, sorry babe, but naughty girls need a good spanking!” Now she spanked him again, this time much softer, it was more of a hard squeeze. She loved playing with his supple bum cheeks. He reacted the same, bucking his hips into the air, but this time Kate squeezed her legs together around his cock. It popped out of the pajamas and panties, springing free for a second before she clenched her thighs together once again. She could feel the rippled veins of his engorged manhood pulsing against the taut flesh of her silky legs, she felt the pressure rising within him but she continued on with her ministrations.

It had been a long, long time since Kate had felt a hot throbbing cock, but now the heat was not only coming from Kelly but from her as well. She felt the wetness and hot perspiration deep within her body, longing to slide her fingers along her clit, or maybe slip in something a little bigger.

“Such a cute, pert little bottom you have Kelly,” she cooed as she fondled it and pulled him even further up her thighs. “Baby, you look so damn hot in these silkies! You like these pretty panties don’t you? Don’t you Kelly? Yes, I know you do, otherwise why would you be so fucking hard? Tell me sweets, tell me now!”
He could barely speak. He was on the verge of exploding all over his aunt’s legs. He had never heard her talk so dirty…so sexy. She was turned on beyond belief, he squeaked out an answer, “Yes I...I...I love them.”

Kate shuddered clenching her legs together in a mind-bending orgasm like she had never experienced, she hadn’t even touched herself, but this time it didn’t matter. Squeezing her legs together was having another effect on her nephew, she could feel every throb, every pulse as his hot cum swelled up through his shaft.

“Auntie I’m going to c..c..cum! Oh god!” Kelly couldn’t stop it, it was beyond bringing back, but the thought never entered his mind, all he knew was he was about to climax all over his aunt’s finest lingerie and he didn’t care at all. But just seconds before that could happen she flipped him over on his back, relieving the pressure caused from her legs, he tried to hide his erection but she slapped his hands away.

“Don’t worry Kelly, you’ve had a long day and it’s time that your Auntie gives you a “hand.” Before he could protest she slid the cami top over his head, “We don’t want to make a mess of your lingerie babe.” Then Kate pulled his pajama pants and panties to his knees. She stopped for a moment and asked, “How long has it been?”

Her hand moved up to his thighs and then up across his taut abs, “Since what?” he wondered. “Since you’ve had a girl touch you? Hmm?” He started to answer but she slipped a finger across his lips, “Don’t you worry sweetie, I think it’s time for our little sweet thing to show auntie what she has been saving up for me.”

Much to Kelly’s surprise she reached up and undid one more button on her satin top, then another. Then slowly slid the smooth fabric across her breasts and over her nipples. She pulled on each nipple and watched Kelly’s reaction, slowly the first drops of precum oozed out of his impressive cock. He was so totally entranced by her perfect boobs, that he didn’t see her reach out and slide her index finger along the swollen head of his cock and down the underside of his shaft. The purple head and veins looked ready to burst, she felt the pulsing increase and his breathing quicken, “Oh yeah baby, it’s time Kell, let it go baby, time to cum for your hot auntie!”

She squeezed his balls with one hand and reached out with the other wrapping her fist around his thick shaft, she pumped his cock slowly, holding back the cum for a couple more seconds. She wanted to tease him just a bit more. She continued pumping slowly, then faster and faster, her pendulous tits slapped against each other, nipples pointing out stiffly.

Finally she released her fingers from around his balls and used both hands to get him off. Thick hot ropes of syrupy cum exploded from his engorged cock, the first flying all the way up into his curls before Kate pointed him towards her breasts. Two…three…four…five more jets of his hot juice spewed onto her chest, it oozed down her sweaty breasts, dripping off her nipples towards her soaked womanhood, she couldn’t take it anymore.

She leaned back and buried her right hand into her panties and rubbed her clit until she climaxed for the second time, continuing to pump the cum out of Kelly’s cock until it was totally dry. Kate squirmed in ecstasy, rubbing herself and smearing the remnants of Kelly’s hot semen all over her tits. Kelly was in heaven, never before had he felt such an unbelievable rush, it was a dream, but it was real.

To be continued…

Part III — New Discoveries

Kelly lay sprawled across his Aunt Kate’s lap, basically naked save for the satin pajama bottoms and panties bunched around his knees. Kate rested her head on the back of the couch, the top to her elegant, silky evening-wear lay splayed open, revealing her heavy breasts.

Her pink-tipped nipples still showed signs of arousal and Kelly’s sticky juices still trickled down within her deep cleavage. Their evening had gone from simple lounging around the house, to playful wrestling, and then to a very erotic encounter. Kate’s skillful fingers had brought them both to a mind-blowing climax.

After a few minutes of enjoying the splendid glow of post orgasm euphoria, Kate sat up again, “I hope you don’t think poorly of me honey, I get really randy when I’m excited, I’m sorry if I got out of hand, maybe I shouldn’t have done that. It’s just that it’s been so long, if you know what I mean. Your uncle was a great man, but I have my needs to you know.”

Kelly was still laying on his back across her lap with his head propped up on the sofa armrest, he brushed the soaked curls from his face, “It’s ok Auntie, I really loved it, I’ve never cum that much ever, I didn’t know it was possible. Besides we aren’t really related right? I mean your husband was my blood relative. I guess by law we are, but well, you know,” he mused.

Kate never thought of it that way, it seemed so obvious, but it had never crossed her mind, maybe because she had never thought of Kelly as anyone but her nephew. Now he seemed such an object of sexuality, very masculine yet seeming to enjoy this newly found feminine side of life.

Kate was relieved to hear him speak in such a way, “Hey Kelly, you made my day, but boy you also made a horrid mess of your beautiful tresses. I guess I need to practice my aim better! Then again I hit these babies right where I like it.” Kate pointed to her nipples and gave her breasts a nice squeeze. They both burst into uncontrollable laughter for the longest time.

“Ok, we’ve had enough fun for tonight,” a glance down at Kelly’s half erect penis told her otherwise, but she whispered into his ear, “You save that for later, let’s get cleaned up and get to bed we’ve got a big day tomorrow.” She patted his naked butt lightly as she stood him up and gathered his soiled lingerie. She buttoned her top back up just enough to cover her dark nipples. “Looks like I’ll have to find something else for you to sleep in after your shower.” I’ll leave them set out on the bed for you. You can have Amy’s room, I’ve got it all ready.”

Kelly ran upstairs and jumped into the shower as Kate went up to her room and did likewise. The shower felt great on his tired body. He nearly fell asleep standing up and forgot to shampoo his sticky hair. He stepped out of the shower, grabbed a large fluffy, pink towel and walked into the bedroom.

While he was drying his hair he found his sleepwear lying out before him. “Well those aren’t so bad,” he thought to himself. There was a nice set of mint green pajamas, not unlike what he was wearing earlier. They were also made of that smooth satiny nylon, “Well what’s the big deal,” he thought, “guys have pajamas just like these.” The top was a pullover type with short cap sleeves and a plunging neckline. The sleeves were slightly ruffled around the shoulders. As he pulled the light fabric over his head and felt it slide down across his body, he realized that maybe this wasn’t so much like the kind that guys wear. “Oh well, nobody will know, right?” he whispered to himself.

Feeling a warm hand slide across his naked backside, he jumped slightly, “You’re very right, nobody will ever know.” Auntie Kate had snuck in unnoticed.

“Hey, you scared the crap out of me!” Kelly shivered as goose bumps ran up and down his spine.

Kate slid her fingers through his tangled hair. It was sticking out all over hell and gone, he looked as if he’d stuck his finger in a light socket. “Oh gracious sweetie, not good, let’s get the rest of you dressed for bed and I’ll do something with your hair.”

Kelly tried not to stare at his Aunt. She was dressed in a thin, black chiffon robe, tied loosely at her waist. She wore nothing underneath except for a skimpy, black lacy thong that did little to hide anything. Kate noticed his gaze and also that he was beginning to become “excited” once again, “My oh my, let’s get you covered up before it gets too difficult.” She winked at him and he blushed, she enjoyed teasing him, and truth be told, he liked it, but his modesty couldn’t be gotten rid of, all at once anyhow.

Kate picked up the matching bottoms and handed them to Kelly, “Hold these for a sec, we need to get you some underwear.” She returned a moment later with a bundle of green silk and lace dripping with bows and ribbons. He was expecting something similar to the pair he had on earlier, nice and plain. “Try these on, they are more of a full-cut design, hopefully they’ll keep you tucked in a little better than before.”

They were fuller cut for sure but as Kelly drew them up his legs he realized that there was nothing plain about these, “Auntie Kate are you sure these are ok for me to wear? They don’t look anything like what I was wearing before. I mean these really look so frilly…like panties.”

He stopped pulling them up just below his bottom, but Kate took over from there and snapped them up into place around his narrow waist, “Forget about what you think they should look like for a second. Close your eyes and tell me how they really feel.” She slid her hands around his waist the flicked the satin bows on each hip, so they lightly tickled his skin. Then she gathered up the dainty fabric and pulled it tight across his bottom, causing more and more goose bumps to appear along his arms.

“Auntie, it’s kind of embarrassing and I hate to admit it, but if I said they are “comfortable” it would be a bit of an understatement. How in the world can you wear this stuff without being turned on?”

Kate smiled warmly, “I’d be lying to you if I said I don’t get a little turned on from time to time. Just like the way that something new, exciting, frilly, lacy, and silky for my darling sweet nephew is turning him on, eh?”

Kelly face was now blushed a deep crimson as he stepped away from her quickly, “C’mon you are SO embarrassing me Aunt Kate! Can I have my bottoms please? I’m getting really chilled.”

Kate handed over the matching green pajama bottoms and scooted him over to the velvet upholstered vanity chair after he’d finished dressing. “Time to sort out this lion’s mane,” she exclaimed as she picked up the beautiful, ivory-handled brush.

Kate brushed for what seemed like an hour to Kelly. He was in a semi-conscious state, loving the attention and also loving his aunt’s soft breasts that teased the back of his neck over and over as she worked. The diaphanous fabric did little to conceal her perky nipples. He loved to feel her slender fingers gliding slowly through his golden hair. How they followed the brushes with every stroke combining with the gentle massaging of her ample bosom against his neck and shoulders, “Feel how soft your hair is Kelly.” He lifted a hand to his head and was amazed at the silky smooth texture that his locks had taken on. “That is unreal, how did you do that?”

She stopped brushing and began to sort his delicate tendrils into twin braids, “Oh I really didn’t do anything. Your hair just takes very well to this sort of treatment. You are blessed with lovely, soft hair. Most girls would die for what you have.”

She slowly braided his hair into a tight French-braid, and finished off her work by tying a blood red, satin ribbon at the end of each braid. Kelly glanced at the long mirror above the vanity table. Once again, just a change in hairstyle had transformed his overall appearance. The satin bows matched the redness in his cheeks as his aunt gleamed in excitement, “Just darling! You look so sweet Kelly. It’s almost like you have become your cousin, and my lovely daughter Amy. I know she’s gone but… I’m just happy you’re here with me.”

Kate gave Kelly a quick peck on the cheek and tucked him into bed. They had to get up early to check on the cattle and the fence lines. The storms had a tendency to cause all sorts of chaos. But right now, it was time for Kelly to revel in the soft feminine charms of his aunt, and to spend a warm night nestled snug within the cool satin sheets of his cousin Amy’s bed.

Kelly awoke from his slumber with a gentle squeeze on his shoulder. He rolled over to find his aunt standing above him, already fully dressed in her work attire. She had the look of a typical western cowgirl; laced-up heeled boots, tight blue jeans, long-sleeved checkered shirt, bright blue paisley bandana tied loosely around her neck like a scarf, and she had her hair wound up tightly in a neat bun. Kelly immediately noticed her shirt was unbuttoned just enough for a beautiful display of cleavage. He wondered to himself how she could work with those things wobbling around her chest all day.

“Hey sleepyhead, up and at ‘em!” Kate playfully tugged at his arm and dragged him out of bed and onto the floor. “We’ve gotta get you outta these silky pj’s and into some work clothes. I’ll go bring your bag up. You said you had some work stuff in there didn’t you?”

Kelly tried to remember what he had packed. He knew he’d forgotten all his casual clothes and shoes, but he couldn’t remember what he had in the other bag. He had it with him when he fell out by the barn the night before, but threw it to the side when he came in. “Yeah I should have some old jeans and my boots in there, thanks.”

After getting up off the floor and discarding his luxurious nightwear he stood in the middle of the floor in nothing but the dainty panties his aunt had dressed him in earlier. He glanced back over his shoulder, noticing himself in the vanity mirror with his braids and ribbons. His eyes continuing down to his panty-clad bottom and he shuddered at the sight, if he didn’t know better he’d think there was a pre-teen girl looking back at him.

Kelly hurriedly grabbed a blue terry-cloth robe hanging on the bathroom door and put it on. Not only to warm himself from the early morning chill, but also to help erase that image he’d just seen. It wasn’t just that he had thought he looked so girlish; it was that he looked like Amy. It was uncanny, but he shied away from it because he didn’t want to hurt his Aunt Kate’s feelings. He didn’t want to give her false hope, of something that could never be the same again.

Kate returned after a few minutes, holding what looked to be an armload of shredded fabric, “I don’t know what you fell in last night. It must have been battery acid or something.”

Confusion spread across Kelly’s face, “What do you mean? What is that you are holding? It looks like a pack of wild animals got caught up in a burlap sack and escaped.”

“Sorry to tell you this honey, but this was your luggage. I’m afraid it’s a total loss.”

“Damn, now I don’t have anything, I guess I’ll have to go back into town and get some new clothes.” Kelly had little in the way of money and he hated asking others for help.

“That’s nonsense, I have plenty for you to wear. Between Amy and I, we could clothe an army! Don’t you worry your pretty little head, I’ll have you fixed up in no time.” Kate stepped over to Amy’s closet and began to sort browse the seemingly unending racks of feminine garb.

“Um, Auntie Kate? Last time I checked you and Amy are girls. I would look ridiculous wearing her stuff, or yours for that matter. If you don’t mind I’ll just run into town. I promise I won’t be long.”

Kate laughed out loud, causing her breasts to wiggle and press against the buttons of her work blouse, “You think you look ridiculous now?” Kate stepped over to Kelly, quickly grabbing the sash of his robe, “Have you looked at yourself in the mirror, my dear boy? Oh yes this fluffy robes screams of masculinity, “ she pulled the sash open with a quick jerk and slid her fingertips across his nylon covered cock, causing it to press firmly against the flimsy fabric, “and oh my yes, these lacy under things, with their ribbons and bows are straight out of the men’s locker room! How could I have been so mistaken?” Her sarcasm reached a fever pitch, and Kelly sensed a hint of anger in her voice. He hung his head and felt a little ashamed.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to upset you. Please forgive me. I guess I’m just not sure if I can handle wearing this girly stuff.” He stood for a moment longer, then quickly sat back onto the bed, suddenly he felt very emotional and attempted to stifle a tear, but to no avail. Kate gently cupped his chin with her slender fingers and kissed him gently on the cheek, stopping the falling tear with her soft, red lips.

“Just relax sweetie, it’s ok to be a little anxious, but don’t worry at all. Let me take care of you. I want you to be happy here with me and I think I can help you discover a new side of yourself, or maybe it’s just a hidden side waiting to be let out. Don’t fight your feelings, I know you enjoyed yourself last night.”

Kate looked deeply into Kelly’s crystal blue eyes and then embraced him in a warm hug. He melted into her arms. She had that natural ability to gently manipulate and comfort at the same time. But whatever it was, Kelly loved it. His worries seemed to instantly fly out the door and leave the farm for good. “But if you insist on getting yourself some new clothes, I can have Missy Baker run to town and pick up whatever you’d like. She’s retired now and runs errands for me, I’m sure she’d be happy to help. But it won’t be for a few days, the storm last night knocked down trees for miles along the county road. We’ll have to make do with what we have for a while, Kell. Missy called before you woke up and gave me the low down. She lives just a mile away. I invited her up for dinner tonight and I’m sure you’ll love her. She’s quite a character.”

“I’m not worried about getting new clothes right away, let’s just see how things go. I’m excited to be out on the ranch again, I don’t really give a hoot how I look, and I don’t think the cattle will either.” His joking smile was all Kate needed to see. She sprung to her feet and was back in Amy’s closet, continuing her search for Kelly something suitable to wear.

She came back holding a pile of stuff and tossed it on the bed. Kelly stood up and dropped his robe as she helped him don a long sleeved shirt to match hers. It didn’t seem too much out of the ordinary, except that the buttons were on the wrong side and it was a flowery print.

Then she handed him a pair of western-styled jeans. They fit extremely well. Snug around his thighs and hips and the waist was much higher than he was used to. But as he tried to button them he noticed a “growing” problem, and so did his aunt. His throbbing member had not softened a bit since Kate brushed it with her fingers a few minutes earlier. This was causing it to tent out his silky panties something fierce. No matter what he did he couldn’t get himself tucked inside to button up the jeans.

Kate winked at Kelly and took hold of his jeans and quickly jerked them down to his knees, “It looks like our “friend” here is being stubborn, “ she dropped to her knees and slid two fingers into the frilly waistband of Kelly’s panties. The purple head of his pulsing shaft had now poked out onto his stomach. She slowly peeled back the filmy green fabric and his manhood sprang free, bobbing lewdly in front of her glistening lips, “It looks as if he isn’t going to obey. Do you know what happens when bad boys are disobedient? Hmm, sweetie?”

Kelly could barely stand let alone speak clearly, “N…n…no auntie, what happens?”

She looked up from her knees and her eyes sparkled when they met Kelly’s, “Bad boys get a nice old-fashioned tongue lashing!”

With that she flicked out her tongue and slid it along the underside of his cock until she came to the large throbbing head. Kate popped it into her mouth and sucked hungrily, enjoying the sweet taste of his precum on her lips. She wrapped her hand around his shaft and lifted it up slowly, pressing it back into his abdomen while she slipped his soft balls out of the panties and slurped them both into her mouth.

She continued sucking greedily until she could feel that telltale pressure rising deep within him. Kate grabbed him with both hands and slowly guided his entire thick seven inches of hot, pulsing manhood into her throat, massaging him with her tongue along his full length. She then clasped both hands onto his panty-covered ass and pushed him, as far into her mouth as possible, it was all he could handle.

Hot jets of sticky cum blasted down her throat as she tried to keep up, swallowing as much as possible. Some spilled out, dribbling down her crimson lips, but she quickly wiped it back into her mouth, sucking her fingers dry, then replacing her fingers with his slowly softening shaft. She kept him up her erotic blowjob until he was totally limp and spent.

Kelly was speechless. His aunt had just given him the most amazing oral sex experience of his life, and she had done it so quickly it made his head spin. Before he could say anything she grabbed his soft cock and pushed it back into his lacy panties, tucking it into his crotch and pushed his balls up somewhere he didn’t think they could go and snapped the waist band back into place. “They should fit you better now.” She was right, he pulled them up high on his waist and they zipped right up. There was little bulge, if any.

“How the…what did you just…that was amazing. It’s like you put it away somewhere,” he joked.

“Oh you know, you pick up little tricks here and there. So how does it feel?” Kate had slid thin nylon knee socks up his legs and covered them with a heavier cotton pair and was now having him lace up a pair of heeled, ankle-high boots.

“Feels great, not uncomfortable at all.”

“Good let’s finish up and get outside.” They headed downstairs and out towards the barn. The weather was calm and sunny, but cool. Kelly had picked up a pair of gloves on his way out and went to tuck them into his back pocket, but they fell to the ground. He then realized that there were no back pockets on these jeans. His aunt laughed, “They’re a little different, but they look really cute on you.”

The day drug on as they rounded up the lost calves and mended a few holes in the fence where the cattle had stampeded through. It was tough work, but nothing they weren’t used to. Kelly was amazed how well his clothes felt all through the day, they were much softer than his own, but were just as comfortable in spite of having to tuck his “bits and pieces” out of the way. Late in the day, Kate noticed that Kelly kept rubbing his legs like he had some muscle pain. “What’s the matter Kelly? Sore muscles?”

“No, it’s nothing like that. I’m really not sure what it is. It’s comes and goes. It’s these little red marks, like zits, that appear on my legs, feet, and even sometimes on my butt. They get infected sometimes and hurt like hell.”

Kate gave him a puzzled look, “Ever see a doctor about it?”

“Nope, I just rode it out.”

“We’ll have Missy Baker take a look at it tonight. After her career as a hair stylist and costume designer, she took up the medical profession and became a registered nurse. I’m sure she’ll be able to diagnose it.” Kate looked at the sun sinking toward the western horizon, “Well, we’ve done enough for one day. We’d better get cleaned up and dressed up for Missy. She’d be very disappointed if we didn’t dress for the occasion. She’s a very elegant lady and loves to dress to the nines for our dinner dates.”

Back in the house, Kate ran upstairs for a few moments and called back down, “Hey hon, I took the liberty of drawing a bath for you, how does that sound?”

Kelly was kicking his boots and socks off at the door, “Sounds great, I could use a soak.”

“Perfect, I’m going to jump in the shower real quick. I’ll be in to wash your hair in a bit.”

“Auntie Kate you don’t have to do that, I can handle it just fine.”

“Oh hush, you know how I can’t keep my hands off your lovely locks! Besides, I want to style it really nice for Missy.” Kelly couldn’t argue with that. He loved the way her slender hands worked through his long silky hair. She could do it all day long, as far as he was concerned.

After getting his boots off he ran upstairs to the bathroom and found his bath awaiting. Floral aromas and citrus scents filtered through the humid air. Frothy pink bubbles floated atop the warm tub. The tub itself was more of a Jacuzzi than anything. Six jets encircled the tub causing the water to bubble and foam. It looked so very inviting.

Kelly hurriedly unbuttoned his shirt and stripped off his tight jeans. His sweaty panties followed and he was relieved to feel his bound-up male equipment spring free. Slowly, he lowered himself into the heavenly waters. The scented waters encircled him and he quickly dozed off into semi-consciousness. His thoughts went to his beautiful, sexy aunt and then to this mysterious friend of hers who was coming to dinner. Who was the elegant Missy Baker? He wondered how this night would unfold. Would it be as exciting as the previous? The waiting would be short lived as his daydreaming was interrupted by a knock on the door and his aunt peeking inside, “Hey sweetie, our guest has arrived earlier than expected. She’s dying to meet you, and is going to give me a hand…with getting you ready.”

To be continued…

Summer with Auntie Kate

Part IV — The Elegant Melissa Baker

The jets of the Jacuzzi bath were like heaven on earth. Swirling islands of citrus and floral scented bubbles paraded across the frothy water in front of Kelly’s semi-conscious eyes. He was in a state of total relaxation. The work he and his Aunt Kate had done was surprisingly tough, even for a college athlete like himself. But now this turbulent, yet heavenly liquid was gently massaging every sore muscle on his body. It was all Kelly could do to turn his head and acknowledge the fact that his aunt was slowly opening the bathroom door to reveal herself and soon to be followed by their dinner guest.

Kate slipped into the bathroom, fresh from her shower, with her flowing black hair still semi-wet. She was dressed in a skimpy black satin robe, tied loosely at her hips. The wispy fabric seemed to flow and wave in an invisible breeze, revealing her deep cleavage and barely covering those beautiful pink nipples that always seemed to be very “alert.” The hem of the robe accentuated her shapely hips and hugged her supple thighs in a silky embrace.

Kate’s little ensemble was completed with an elegant pair of matching black satin marabou bedroom slippers, with a three-inch heel that clicked softly with each step and caused her ample breasts to jiggle freely, unburdened by the lacy constraints of a bra. Kelly soaked in the glow of her presence, slowly awakening from his comfortable bath-induced trance only to be hypnotized into another.

Kelly murmured nearly inaudibly, “Auntie Kate you look fabulous.”

Kate attempted to shrug off the compliment, “Oh c’mon Kell, I must look completely hideous. My hair is all ratty, no makeup, no perfume, and my nails are in terrible shape,” but her smile and twinkling eyes betrayed her attempt at humility. “But you on the other hand look as if you are floating somewhere between heaven and cloud nine!”

“Yeah, this bath is so nice. First of all, I’ve haven’t taken one in years, but I know I’ve never experienced any like this before. These water jets and all the fancy soap or whatever you put in here is awesome. My friends would give me so much crap if they knew I was bathing in all these flowery bubbles.”

“Well you know, I haven’t seen any sign of your friends around here, and even if they gave you crap it’d be out of jealousy.” Kate had taken a seat on the wide edge of the tub, just inches from Kelly’s head. Her robe inched upward revealing even more of her lovely legs. Kelly could see no outline of panties on her smooth bottom when she turned to sit down. He wondered what she could be wearing underneath. Most likely it was very little, or nothing at all.

Kate reached out and began to slide her fingers through Kelly’s silky hair, taking turns twirling it around each finger. Arousal was an understatement. Kelly was rock hard and he wondered if there was enough water in the tub to hide his growing manhood. “I’m sure you’re wondering when you are going to meet our guest. Missy will be in soon. She just wanted to freshen up a bit after her trip over from the farm. She rode over in her convertible, and if I’m not mistaken I think she may have involuntarily dined on a large June-bug.” They both burst into a fit of laughter and did not see the bathroom door open.

“I heard that you two! What do we have here? A couple of comediennes, eh? My, my and a lovely pair at that!” Miss Melissa Baker, the life-long bachelorette, neighbor, and friend of Kate’s had finally made her grand entrance. Kelly was speechless. His aunt had told him that she was retired and his mind’s eye had definitely painted the wrong picture. He was expecting a wrinkly old lady in a frumpy dress with knee-highs balled up at her ankles, wearing white orthopedic shoes, boobs drooping to her waist, horned rimmed glasses, scratchy voice, and smelling…well, weird…like a grandma.

His mental painting was now shattered into a million pieces like a dinner plate at a Greek wedding and was quickly replaced by a natural work of art, worthy of a Greek goddess. Missy Baker’s appearance defied her age of 62. Yet she embraced it, and wasn’t afraid to let everyone know just how “old” she really was, because those who beheld her radiance failed to accept her matronly age as truth. She was a rare beauty indeed. All that hinted at her being anywhere beyond the age of a college girl was her gray hair that she chose not to color. Although short, its impeccable style, with spiky teases and feathered waves was a display of cutting edge feminine glamour. Missy referred to her hair as “organized chaos” but reveled in its striking simplicity. It framed her lovely face and allowed her favorite dangly opal-diamond earrings to be shown off without obstruction. They glittered and sparkled, the shine of the diamond contrasting beautifully with the fiery brilliance of the opal.

Her skin held a warm glow and was accented perfectly by just the right amount of makeup. Missy’s rare ancestral combination of Italian, Greek, and Arapaho gave her the most lovely bone structure, raising the jealous ire of many female counterparts. Her high cheekbones were dusted with light powder blush and smooth olive skin required little foundation. Then there were her full lips, painted a deep burgundy, crystal blue eyes accented by just the right amounts of mascara, eyeliner and shadow, and high arched thin eyebrows darkened to offset the brightness of her sparkling jewels.

Missy’s smile was dazzling and her glistening, moist red lips formed the most devilish grin one could imagine. Kelly felt like the temperature had risen tenfold in the few seconds that Miss Baker had graced them with her presence. Kate always felt that way about Missy, and this was no exception and she took great joy reveling in the warmth. It seemed as if time had suddenly stopped as Kelly continued his visual lesson in what it means to exude feminine splendor. His eyes continued down, slowly taking in every curve of Missy’s well-defined body.

She wore a thin gold chain containing an ornate heart-shaped locket that framed her shoulder blades. A long-sleeved v-neck burgundy satin blouse matched her lips and revealed a gorgeous pair of D-cup breasts, barely held in place by a sheer black lacy demi-cup push-up bra. Décolletage, as the French call it, was in full effect. Kelly knew of only one other set of boobs that rivaled Miss Baker’s and they were nestled within the filmy folds of his aunt’s robe, mere inches from his salivating tongue. Yet his gaze was firmly entrenched within the smooth cleavage of their guest. “Holy Mary Mother of God,” he thought to himself, “what I would give to feel those beautiful tits.” Miss Baker’s grin widened, as if she read his mind perfectly.

Missy stood with French-manicured hands on hourglass hips, leaning a little to one side with her black, seamed, stocking-encased legs slightly apart. A charcoal gray, stretch wool pencil-skirt hugged her curves tightly to just above her sexy calves. Strappy, black patent leather stiletto heels completed her outfit. Melissa Baker was “stacked” to be blunt. The Matron Saint of Sexiness.

Kate finally broke the short silence, “Well yes Miss Baker, I believe we are quite hilarious, just ask us!” She stood up and slid one arm around Missy’s waist, giving her a short kiss on the cheek. Kate didn’t have to bend down too far as their height discrepancy was shortened by the spiky heels. Kelly gulped hard when he saw two pair of large breasts rub satin against lace. He felt as if he was going to erupt a river of hot stickiness into the bath water as Kate turned back toward him, “Kelly I would love for you to meet my good friend Miss Melissa Baker.”

“The pleasure is all mine,” Kelly squeaked out meekly.

“Your Aunt Kate has told me so much about you. I feel like I have known you for years. And she wasn’t lying about your looks. You are blessed with your family’s beauty. I’m very, very pleased to meet you as well. Call me Missy. Your aunt is so proper about introductions sometimes.” Her voice was sensual and erotic. It reminded Kelly of the sexy ladies narrating lingerie ads on television. She took his aunt’s place along the tub, and her attention turned to his hair. “Kelly, you have luxuriously wavy locks. I was a hair stylist for many years and I can’t say that I’ve ever felt hair so silky. And I love the way your aunt styled it. It is quite becoming of you.”

“It’s probably kinda gross right now Missy. It hasn’t been washed since we came in from outside. Auntie said she was going to come in and wash it for me.” He felt a little embarrassed. Lying there in the tub naked with a beautiful woman he’d just met sitting next to him. He was glad the jets were still on, but it did little to hide his “predicament” and the bubbles were losing their vigor.

“Kate, if you don’t mind, could I take your place and do Kelly’s hair instead? I can’t pass up an opportunity like this.”

“You bet Missy, as long as it’s ok with Kell.”

Kelly was in another dream-state as Missy continued to stroke and twirl his damp hair. Her lovely fingernails clicked softly and their tips lightly massaged his scalp. “Y…yeah auntie, It’s f…fine with me,” he sighed in delight.

“Kelly, your auntie was telling me that you have some nasty rashes or some sort of sores on your legs and your bottom?”

“Yeah, that’s right. Not sure what they are, but they get really nasty and red from time to time and I haven’t been able to get rid of it. But I guess I haven’t gone to see anyone about it. I…”

Missy stood up quickly, “Well then you’ve come to the right woman! I’m a registered nurse as well as being an all-around beautician, and just a plain beauty for that matter!” She winked at Kelly, “I’ll have your little problem figured out quickly and your Aunt and I will fix you right up in no time. Don’t you worry your pretty little head, sweetie.”

Any more thoughts of modesty for Kelly were about to be washed away. Missy turned to Kate, “Let’s get him out of those bubbles so I can take a look.”

Before he could add anything more, the two beauties had a hold of him and were lifting him up out of the steamy bath. It seemed as if warm fingers, hair, perfume, lace, satin, swishy nylon, hot minty breath, and jiggling breasts were everywhere at once. It only heightened his already advanced state of arousal. And as he stood upright in the tub, he truly “stood upright” in the tub. His manhood was like a smooth purple rocket aiming to the heavens. It pulsed and throbbed uncontrollably.

The women giggled like schoolgirls as they guided Kelly onto the bathmat outside of the tub. His rigidity was in full splendor. “Oh my! What do we have here?” Missy stared down hungrily as Kate was grabbing a towel and then leaned in and whispered just loud enough for Kelly to hear, “You have a beautiful cock, honey. No need to be bashful. I bet you’d like something warm, slippery, and soft to hide that lovely specimen. Your aunt told me about your lacy under things you’ve been wearing for her. I would love to see how you look in some of those silken delicates. Maybe you can show us some more later, hmmm?”

Kelly gasped and tried to stifle his physical excitement. “M…m…m…maybe s…so.”

“Ok break it up over there, no secrets without me!” Kate brought back a fluffy, baby blue bath towel with a satin embroidered “K” on one side and began to pat Kelly dry so Missy could inspect his affliction.

Missy bent down and began to run her hands all over Kelly’s legs, “Just what I thought. You’ve got ingrown hairs all over the place Kell. Here, turn around and bend over for a sec.” Kelly hesitated slightly, “I need to see where they all are, trust me, and it might even feel good.” The girls giggled some more as Kelly bent over the tub rail and Missy continued, “Kate could you give me a hand a sec, make that two hands. I need you hold his tight little bum cheeks apart so I can see better.” More whispering and giggling followed by warm hands as Kelly felt his ass being parted slowly. Missy rubbed her index finger along the soft inner flesh and probed lightly, “Mmmm, such a cute little pink rosebud,” she whispered just loud enough for all three to hear this time. “Yes baby doll, we are going to need to do some sprucing up down here, that’s for certain. All these pesky little ingrown hairs are going to have to go away. The easiest way to do that is to remove all your body hair, and I’ve got just the thing for that. Or should I say “stuff” for that. It’s a cream product that your Aunt and I developed just recently. It’s been selling like hotcakes. It causes little irritation, smells lovely, and last for months.”

Kelly squirmed a bit, “All…all of it? Are you sure? I mean it’s not like I’ve got a problem with them everywhere. That’s pretty drastic, don’t you think? I’d look really weird without all that hair and…”

Missy cut him off, “Oh Kelly please, when was the last time you looked at yourself in the mirror?” She continued her soft massage of his backside with her silky fingers. “There isn’t much hair to begin with and what is there is so blonde you can barely see it. Oh yes, you will love this new change my dear. You’ll feel so nice and smooth, sweetie, you won’t know what to do with yourself.”

Kate chimed in, this time it was her turn to whisper to Missy so only she could hear, “I don’t know what Kelly has in mind to do with “his” self but I’ve got a few ideas of my own!”

“Well, aren’t you the naughty one?” then Missy spoke louder, adding a slight dramatic flair. “Kelly we’re going to have to do this in Kate’s big shower, but first I’ve got to be mindful of my fine clothes that I painstakingly donned for this lovely evening we that are just beginning. Your auntie and I are going to have to change into something more apropos for such a task. I do believe something more comfortable and sporty is in order, don’t you agree, my lady?”

Kate continued with the drama, “Oh, Miss Baker, I do believe you are correct! I think I have just what the doctor ordered waiting for us in my boudoir next door! Now don’t run off on us, Kell-bell, we’ll be right back, and you’ll be silky smooth and feeling fine before you know it. Then we can work on that lovely hair of yours! And NO PEEKING before we get back!”

The ladies got up to leave the bathroom, leaving Kelly standing fully naked and fully erect on the bathmat. “Oh sure, like I’m in any shape to be going anywhere…and why would I want to?” he, thought to himself. It was all he could do to resist the urge to relieve his pent up sexual energy as he watched them swish and wiggle their heart-shaped bottoms across the hall. Whispering and laughing, arm in arm, they disappeared into the bedroom. A sea of hot satin, silk, lace and an ultra-erotic feminine charm seemed to encircle the house that evening. Kelly still harbored some conflicting emotions and was still a little shy about the whole situation. But those feelings were starting to melt away like the spring snows on the tall-grass prairie. Those two ladies had a way of turning a very uneasy situation into something much more relaxing and sensual.

The air in the bathroom had chilled considerably as the remnants of his sudsy bath swirled down the drain. The fluffy blue towel was all he could see to cover himself up with, so he threw it around his shoulders and sat against the tub to wait. It was then he noticed the door to his aunt’s bedroom, just across the hall, was slightly ajar. At first he resisted the temptation to peep, but the chance to catch a glimpse of a little more skin was irresistible.

Kate’s walk in closet had two sliding doors covered with full-length mirrors and Kelly could see just a sliver of one. The women were in there carrying on and laughing about something that he couldn’t make out. Every minute or so, he’d see them fling some sort of clothing across the bed. “Damn, you get a couple women together and all hell breaks loose,” he chuckled, “Those chicks are really losing it.” He hadn’t noticed it earlier, but next to him in the sink, there were a couple bottles of wine chilling on some ice his aunt had tossed in while he was dozing in the bath. “Don’t mind if I do,” Kelly grabbed the nearest one that looked to be open already. “A little wine and a couple rowdy women…sounds like a good time to me!” He popped off the cork and took a long slow swig, settling back against the tub and hoping for a better view of the horseplay next door.

The sweet gewurztraminer went down easy, warming his insides. It was apparent that the ladies were in no hurry to get changed into whatever it was they had in mind. Kelly cared little, if they came out in a couple burlap grain sacks it’d be all right by him, but in the back of his mind he doubted that would be the case. These two vixens settled for nothing less than one hundred percent sexy, all the time. The bottle came up to his lips for a second time, but nothing came out. His lips suddenly felt strange, like they were sticky and wet at the same time. Glancing at the rim of the bottle he soon realized he wasn’t the only one to be drinking without a glass. The telltale red lip prints, one burgundy and one a brighter shade encircled the bottle top. “Looks like Miss Baker and Auntie Kate were having a little fun while I was snoozing in the bath.”

Kelly absentmindedly rubbed his lips together as his attention was once again drawn to the bedroom. He had a small view, but he could see just enough through the opening to catch their reflection. His aunt was standing behind Missy and appeared to be unbuttoning her blouse. The row of round buttons between Missy’s ample breasts slipped open one-by-one from each small loop of deep red satin. Kate paused between each, and slowly pulled Missy’s blouse open a little more with her smooth fingertips as she made her way down towards those lovely, lace-encased globes. Kelly noticed that Missy’s skin seemed to come alive with tiny goose bumps and her nipples threatened to cut fine slits into that elegant fabric. He was in a trance watching the drama unfold before him.

Kate finally came to the last button and the burgundy blouse slid slowly to the floor. Kelly was sure he saw his aunt’s hands slide up from underneath Missy’s heaving chest and cup her jiggling boobs as they both giggled softly and whispered to each other. Kelly couldn’t take it any longer. He reached down and grasped his throbbing cock with his right hand and began to slowly pump it up and down the full length of his hard shaft. He closed his eyes for just a moment and didn’t notice both Missy and Kate eyeing him from the mirror through the small slit in the doorway.

When Kelly opened his eyes a few seconds later he was startled to see Missy, standing in front of him, hands on hips and Kate standing next to her, matching the pose. Two sets of glossy, pouting lips were turned up in similar smirks and their eyes seemed to burn through him.

Missy was minus a few articles of clothing since he had last gazed upon her voluptuous body. Her hair and makeup still looked immaculate and her fine jewelry sparkled to match her eyes, but it was what she wasn’t wearing that caught Kelly’s attention. Missy’s olive-hued breasts strained against the skimpy lace of the little demi-bra. The delicate lace did little to conceal dusky areolas and her prominent nipples that threatened to pop out at any moment. Kelly’s gaze continued on down to her flat stomach that was encircled by the most luxurious high-waist, six-strap satin and lace garter belt. The silk-ribbon garter straps held taut a pair of wispy black-seamed stockings that were accentuated by her strappy stilettos. Missy’s panties matched the rest of her ensemble. They were flimsy and delicate, and appeared to be a second skin. Kelly’s gaze lingered a moment on the moistening, lace-covered cleft between her supple thighs. He thought of what beautiful sights he see if she would just slide a small amount of that fabric to the side for just one moment………” AH HA!!!”

His Aunt Kate snapped him out of his drunken reverie, “Well, well, what do we have here? I thought we said no peeking! And what’s this, an empty wine bottle? Such a naughty, naughty one!” Kelly was caught red-handed. An empty wine bottle in his left hand, and his throbbing cock in his right all while peeping in on the two ladies in varying stages of undress. Speaking of undress, Kate’s little satin robe was now totally untied. The swell of her heavy breasts was all that was keeping the dainty item from sliding across her shoulders onto the floor. Kelly was nearly correct in his earlier assumption that she wore nothing beneath. The only thing between Kelly eyes and Kate’s “flower of love” was the tiniest of tiny g-strings that cupped her womanhood snugly. “Holy crap!” He thought to himself, “There is nothing there!” There was no doubt in Kelly’s mind that Kate was smoothly shaven down there as the petite panties left little to the imagination.

“Caught with your hand in the cookie jar, so to speak.” Missy stepped forward gathering up his bath towel and empty wine bottle in one motion, then leaned in, her lips mere inches from Kelly’s as she spoke softly, and sexily. Her hot breath smelled of mint and wine, “What is that red smudge on your lips?” Kelly blushed. He had totally forgotten about the lipstick that had transferred from the bottle.

Kelly squirmed backward along the bathroom floor. Embarrassed, he subconsciously tried to gain some distance between his totally nude form and the aggressive ladies “Uh…what smudge? I’m not quite sure…” he touched a finger to his bottom lip and it came back with a sparkly crimson imprint. He was surprised at the amount left behind on the bottle by Kate and Missy.

Stepping back, Missy implored Kate to look as well, “Such a pretty color isn’t it Miss Snow? And applied with such care!”

Kate replied dramatically, “Why yes Miss Baker, it’s quite a lovely selection and very popular with the young ladies. Kelly, you really don’t have to go sneaking around like that. You could have just asked us nicely and we would have been delighted to educate you in the fine art of lipstick application.”

These two gals perplexed Kelly, but at the same time he stifled a giggle at their flamboyant antics. The ladies were two peas in a pod, playing off each other’s eccentric quirkiness. It was like he was watching a comedic melodrama. “It wasn’t what you think, I was just having some of your wine and your lipstick must have accidentally rubbed off on the bottle and then rub….”

He was promptly interrupted by Missy, her broad smile lit up the room, “Oh Kelly, come now. And save us the drama! Nobody could have accidentally applied that lipstick with such skill. You mean to tell me that you just happened upon a bottle of wine and this was the outcome? Such nonsense! And such naughty behavior! We left Kelly alone for just a minute or two and look what happens.” Missy continued on with her glorious performance, “We can’t have all of this mischief going on while we prepare ourselves for such an important task. It’s a task that is aimed at improving your health, Kelly. I think there’s a quick solution to this problem.”

“I’m one step ahead of you Miss Baker. How about we take the naughty one to a more secure location?”

“Yes. Excellent idea Miss Snow.”

“Ladies I don’t really think this is necessary, I mean really, I enjoy games and everything but…I’ll just hang out here on the floor until you two come back…”

It was no use arguing with these two sirens. They had their mind made up and before Kelly could think twice they had whisked him up and practically drug him into the spacious shower. There was a horizontal bar that ran the length of the shower atop the glass walls. A red-velvet rope hung over the bar and on each end was a padded leather handcuff. Kelly’s hands were quickly raised over his head and secured to the handcuffs. And as he tried to speak again, Missy wrapped a satin sash across his mouth and tied a nice feminine bow firmly behind his head. The women left the room again leaving Kelly naked and very aroused in the shower. No matter what he tried to think about, his cock continued to disobey. He felt as if he could explode at any moment.

Missy popped back into the bathroom quickly to grab something near the sink and tiptoed up behind Kelly. Her hot breath tickled his ear as she whispered softly, “Your Auntie told me so much about you, but nothing could have prepared me for this lovely lollipop of yours.” She slid her manicured fingertips slowly from one end of his erect shaft to the other. Precum oozed out in small, glistening globules that she carefully scooped up with the underside of her index fingernail. She brought her finger to her mouth and sucked on it slowly, making sure Kelly heard her moist lips inhaling every last drop. “Mmmm….sooo sweet, baby. We are going to have so much fun tonight. Aren’t we?”

The pink satin cover muffled Kelly’s voice, but even if he could speak it wouldn’t have come out clearly. He was so close to erupting, but Missy wanted to delay it as long as possible. She loved to tease him and continued the teasing by producing a silk ribbon, matching the sash around his head, that she laced around his rigid cock like a candy cane. She tied the excess in another beautiful bow below his swollen tip. “Oh my, isn’t that darling? Your Auntie will be tickled!” With that she left the bathroom once again.

Kelly had never been so close to exploding, but the tight bow laced around his “jewels” made sure that would not happen, at least not yet. Every time his cock twitched the luxurious silk seemed to grip and caress him with a touch softer than a rose petal. “All of this horseplay just to take care of some lousy skin bumps?” he thought to himself. It wasn’t a thought born out of displeasure, but the building excitement was about all he could handle.

Finally, he heard the bathroom door creak open, followed by the shuffling of feet and giggling. “Close your eyes, honey and turn around slowly, we have a look going on here that we think you’ll love!” Kelly spun around in the shower and opened his eyes.

There standing before him were two knockout babes wearing what appeared to be authentic Baywatch bathing suits. But these suits seemed to be even thinner and skimpier than the originals. The tight spandex fit their hourglass figures like a glove. The cut was very high, well above their hips. A small strip of fabric in front was all that covered their most delicate parts. Kelly figured that both women had to shave everything down there. There was little doubt due to the thinness and tightness of their outfits. The cool air in the bathroom caused nipples to protrude as if they were going to rip holes in the suits. They turned in unison and posed, wiggling their cute little asses in front of him tauntingly. Then turning back around they leaned forward, squeezing their breasts together with their elbows. Kelly’s semi-erect member now stood at full attention once again. A point not missed by the ladies.

“Oooh, looks like someone approves!” Kate exclaimed. “And all wrapped up in a lovely bow to boot!” She inched forward, pressing her thigh against Kelly’s cock. She could feel each individual vein pulsing and throbbing. Kelly stared at her tits that were nearly eye level, small beads of perspiration dribbled slowly into her ample cleavage.

“Ok, Kelly, are you ready to feel all nice and smooth?” Kelly couldn’t reply to Missy as the satin sash was impeding his speech. “Are you going to be a good boy for us if we take off your pretty pink muffler?” He nodded a quick, “yes.” Kate stepped behind him and untied the sash as Missy prepared her special lotion for Kelly.

Missy and Kate filled their hands with the creamy, citrus-scented lotion and began to slowly apply it to Kelly’s legs. Working slowly, starting at his ankles, they made their way up and around both legs pausing slightly to play with his manhood and to coat his soft balls with a thin layer of lotion. Kate gently spread apart Kelly’s tight bottom as Missy gently coated his pink rosebud with gentle, deliberate strokes. The lotion tingled a little but it was not unpleasant at all. The irritation that Kelly had felt for such a long time seemed to fade away as his aunt and Missy coated the rest of his body all the way up to his neck.

Kelly was mesmerized watching Missy and Kate rub the lotion all across his taut skin. Their heavenly breasts swayed and jiggled as they rubbed and massaged. The stretchy material of their bathing suits seemed to disappear as the humidity rose, becoming almost like a second skin. “Ok Kell-bell, I think we’re finished. You did great! Now just hold that pose for a few more minutes while the cream does its job.”

Missy and Kate brought out another bottle of wine to help reset the mood for the evening. Missy gave Kelly a nice long swig. It warmed his insides even more and helped him relax. “Ok time for your rinse, sweets.” The ladies each grabbed a removable showerhead and slowly rinsed the lotion off. Before they toweled him off Missy decided it was time to soothe Kelly’s growing tension. “Kate told me about your “sticky sweetness” and how warm and soft it feels going down. And how it works great as a facial moisturizer. I think it’s time I sample this myself!” Missy leaned forward and began to lick Kelly’s throat and slowly made her way down Kelly’s hairless chest with her tongue leading the way. Her breath felt so nice against his hairless skin and she left a trail of saliva down past his navel.

Kate got down on her knees and looked up at Kelly mischievously, “Time to unwrap my special gift.” She slowly undid the bow with one hand while softly tickling his balls with her other. As the ribbon slid around and around his shaft Missy’s full, wet lips were mere inches from him. Her tongue flicked out and licked the precum that had dribbled out and now was running down the underside of his veined cock. “I know you’ve been waiting to see these.” Missy leaned back and slowly slid the straps of her dainty swimsuit down her tan shoulders. She hooked a thumb of each side of her beautiful breasts and slid the suit the rest of the way past her nipples as Kate continued to massage his manhood. Two of the most gorgeous globe-shaped tits were now in full view. Her rock-hard nipples pointed straight up at him, begging to be sucked. But his restraints left him at the mercy of these two beauties.

Kate whispered up to Kelly, “I think it’s time to let it go, sweetie.” She gripped the base of his shaft as Missy swallowed him whole. He could no long hold back as her throat muscled contracted firmly around his swollen head. The first hot jet of cum blasted the back of Missy’s throat, but then she pulled him out and slid his cock in between her awaiting tits. She pumped him up and down as the thick syrupy fluid splashed across her face and chest. She rubbed it into her breasts and squeezed her nipples. Kelly’s body shook from head to toe as the pent up energy was all released at once. “Oh yeah baby, you came so much. Kate was right about everything! Mmmm…mmm. Such a naughty, naughty boy.”

Missy rinsed herself off under the one of the showerheads, her suit still around her hips. Kelly couldn’t help but stare, as the water slowly dribbled down across her ample breasts. Each silver droplet seemed to pause on her erect nipples before dripping down to the floor. “Lovely lady isn’t she?” Kate whispered. She was enjoying Miss Baker’s beauty and grace as much as Kelly. “Well, we’d better get these suits off, be back in a flash.” Kate and Missy disappeared into Kate’s room, returning a few minutes later. Both women were wearing ankle length baby blue, fluffy bathrobes, trimmed neatly in white lace. Kelly was wondering if they were hiding something under them, but there was no way to tell. The robes were long sleeved, buttoned from the neck to the floor, and their feet were covered in matching fluffy slippers. Most women would look frumpy and disheveled in such an outfit, but these two still looked like Greek goddesses to Kelly.

The ladies released Kelly from the handcuffs and rubbed more scented lotion into his skin to help soften and protect. He was amazed at how any little breath or air movement caused his hairless skin to get goose bumps. It was a great feeling. He didn’t think that getting rid of the little hair he had would make so much of a difference. But he was so wrong.

“Well, I guess it’s time we all get ready for our evening of dining.” Melissa led Kelly into Amy’s room while Kate finished cleaning up in the bathroom. “Now we can do something with your silky locks. I’ve been looking forward to giving you a nice style.”

Kelly was still a little worried about his appearance. It seemed there was no end to the paths his feminine side could take him. “I hope you keep it kind of conservative Miss Baker, I’m not big on the flamboyant.”

“You mean you don’t want to look like Dolly Parton? No prob sweetie, we’ll keep it classy and elegant.” He’d never heard those two words used together to describe his hairstyle, but he found himself an eager guinea pig for Missy’s experimenting.

To be continued...

Summer with Auntie Kate

Part V — An Introduction to Satin and Lace

“Oh, I’m so sorry sweetie, here I am all snuggly warm in my soft robe and you’re standing there naked and freezing! Let’s get you something comfy to take off the chill.” Missy swished past Kelly, the pretty blue robe she donned earlier hugged her ample curves. She slid open the door to Amy’s vast walk in closet, revealing a treasure trove of silk, lace, and luxurious satin. Sparkling dresses, flowing skirts, blouses, chemises, slips, frilly lingerie, soft sweaters, and robes all neatly arranged on satin hangers. A mountain of sexy heels and sandals on racks of shiny brass dominated the back corners. Hanging in the middle was an exquisite antique full-length mirror illuminated by two matching lamps.

“Amy was such a girlie girl. Look at all of this loveliness!” Missy selected a lustrous full-length, long-sleeved, purple satin robe and a pair of matching, dainty, open-toe marabou sandals. She held the slippery robe open in front of Kelly, “So, what do you think of this little combination?” Kelly offered little opinion, as his goose-bump covered body practically jumped into the robe. The cool satin floated around his shoulders and gently settled itself onto his lithe frame, hanging all the way past his toes. The fabric overloaded his senses with its stimulating silkiness. His hairless body seemed to be so much more alive, feeling every delicate caress with acute sensitivity. Missy slid the sandals onto Kelly’s feet. The low heel was just enough to keep the robe from dragging across the floor.

“Wow, this robe is really nice Missy. It feels so cool, but so warm at the same time. Auntie was right, I guess I have been missing out.”

“This is just the beginning honey, you just relax and let your Auntie Kate and I spoil you to the fullest. It’s been so long since we’ve had a guest at our dinner parties. I guess since Amy has been gone, your Aunt and I have been pretty down in the dumps. But I’m so happy to have you here, and I’m sure Amy is looking down on us and smiling. Kate said you two were very close, and I know Amy would be very happy to see you experiencing your softer side, especially with her lovely wardrobe.”

“My my, Miss Baker, I do believe that Kelly here, would give Amy a run for her money in a “who wore it best” competition!” Kate’s face was glowing as she took a long look at her nephew adorned in her daughter’s attire. She gave Kelly a quick peck on the cheek, “You look absolutely lovely. I want you to know that I’m not trying to recreate Amy through you, sweetie. There can never be another one like her, but it makes me just as happy to see you enjoying yourself and modeling some of her favorite things. It’s been so long since I’ve seen these clothes. They look so good on you. I can’t wait for dinner tonight. It’s going to be so much fun! Just wait Kelly, you won’t believe what we can do.”

Kelly wondered just what was in store for later. He felt so comfortable with the ladies that it didn’t really matter much what they had in mind for him. His inhibitions were nearly gone for good. He’d never felt so amazingly relaxed and couldn’t believe that he was doing so in a frilly ladies satin robe and a pair of frilly, heeled sandals.

“Come sit at the vanity and we’ll get started on your hair.” Kelly minced over to the padded chair and took a seat in front of the mirror. Kate and Missy each took an exquisite ivory-handled brass hairbrush and began to slowly comb out Kelly’s lustrous curls. Missy caressed his scalp with one hand as she brushed with the other. Kelly drifted off into a dreamlike trance. “Your hair is the most luxurious I’ve ever seen. I worked for many years as a hairdresser and this is by far the loveliest of the lovely. So, Kelly, what sort of style did you have in mind?”

“M…m…Missy, I…uh…I think you should do whatever you think is best. Your h…hands are so s…s…soft. I….”

“What about the conservative style you were talking about earlier?”

“It doesn’t matter, I want you to keep doing what you are doing. You make it as flamboyant as you wish. Who is going to notice?”

“Well, I was secretly hoping you’d say that Kelly. And you are so right, who is going to notice? After all, we’ve both seen you naked! What could be more shocking than that? Great! I think you’ll love what I have in mind.” Kate set down her brush and headed out to the hallway towards her room, “I see you have it under control, Missy. I’ll get our clothes, shoes, and makeup rounded up and be back in a few. We might as well all get ready together.”

“Outstanding Kate, don’t forget to grab my garment bags hanging on your door.” Missy threw a pink sheet over the vanity mirror, “This is going to be a surprise, honey…a beautiful surprise!” She pulled Kelly’s hair back and slipped it into a ponytail. Then she pulled out a curling iron and curled the pony into about twenty individual barrel curls, sweeping each up on one side of the pony and then alternating until all of Kelly’s hair was piled neatly into a lovely up do. She then pulled some individual strands loose from the pony along his temples, also curling them into barrels and letting them dangle loosely. The loose curls framed Kelly’s face, creating a thinner and much more feminine illusion. “Almost done sweetie! Just need to finish it off with these.” Missy told Kelly to close his eyes as she opened a vanity drawer and produced two diamond-encrusted, silk rose hairpins. Each was a silk rosebud with three rose shaped diamonds inside each bud. Short silver lace ribbons accented the pins. “Hold still…” She carefully pinned them among the mountains of shiny curls.

“Oh my gosh! She’s absolutely beautiful!” Kate was beside herself as she placed her load of clothes and cosmetics on the bed and came over for a closer look.

“She? Auntie Kate did you just call me “she”?” Kelly seemed a little taken aback.

“Well of course I did, Mister Grace, or should I say Miss Kelly? If you saw yourself right now you’d definitely agree!” Kate slid a hand inside Kelly’s robe and inched it along his smooth thigh. “Lighten up Kelly, we all know the truth of your anatomy,” Her fingertips gently caressed the underside of his shaft, causing it to instantly pulse, “but let’s just set that aside for awhile, shall we?” Kelly nodded in total agreement as his manhood came alive and quickly tented out his robe.

“I see your “little lady” is awake, how lewd. Well, we’d better keep her under wraps for a while. And I’ve got just the thing to hold her in place.” Kate retrieved a black silk lingerie bag and pulled out a pair of luxurious pink satin panties trimmed in black lace. Small pink bows adorned the lacey waistband, and the leg openings were neatly scalloped. “Stand up and untie your robe. Once you step into these, you’ll never want anything else! These are hand-made by a French lady-friend of mine in Denver. She is the best!”

Kelly stepped into the panties as his Aunt held them open, first one foot then the other. One of Kelly’s toenails slightly snagged the edges of the fine lace, luckily without harming it. “Hmm, looks like someone needs a pedicure.” Kate drew the panties ever so slowly up Kelly’s insanely smooth calves and then on to his thighs. Just as the robe had done, the panties caused little electric sensations to course through his body, causing his already rigid cock to throb and swell.

Kate stopped just below his hard shaft, leaving the delicate lingerie for a moment, she returned with a small round object. It appeared to be encased in silk but the inside was actually latex. Before Kelly knew it, she quickly rolled it down the length of his shaft. “Bet you’ve never seen one of those before…don’t ask me where it came from. Let’s just say I’m a woman of many surprises!” The little object was a satin condom. The outside was satin and the inside latex. “In case of any spontaneous outbursts. We can’t afford to have her go off in those silky delicates, but we don’t want that latex rubbing on them either.” Kate tucked Kelly inside the waistband of his panties as she pulled them up into place. She smacked his smooth, silken-clad bottom for good measure. “Mmm, aren’t we the sexy one? Take off your robe for a second and walk across the room a couple times. I want to make sure our little security measure isn’t causing you any discomfort.”

Kelly strolled across the room, his hardening member pressed tightly inside his lovely panties and the sheath was having an unwanted effect as he slithered back into the comfy vanity chair. As his aunt bent over to check the fit of his panties, her delicate touch on his sensitive tip caused his body to shudder under an intense orgasm. Missy quickly stepped in and slid his panties down to his knees. The satin covered condom pulsed as each jet of hot cum filled the tip, threatening to blow it’s top.

“I should have known those special panties would have that effect. Even on us girls, who wear that stuff all the time, it can cause spontaneous sexual ecstasy.” Missy had Kelly stand up as she carefully slipped the cum-filled sheath off Kelly’s spent cock. She grabbed the base of his shaft and gently pumped toward his tip, squeezing out the last drop onto her awaiting tongue. Then she followed that up with a quick suck, as her ruby lips drew any remnants into her hot mouth. “Well, I guess we have that out of our way! No can we continue without any more distractions Miss Kelly?” Missy winked.

Kelly slumped lazily back into his chair, “I think we’re good Miss Baker.” The intensity of his last orgasm drained him completely, and he relaxed in the warm afterglow.

“Well, then, I guess we’d better get you covered back up and continue.” Kate pulled his heavenly panties back into place, taking a few seconds to smooth out any wrinkles across his cute bottom. “There you go, honey. Missy, I believe a pedicure and manicure are in order for Kelly, these nails need some serious work.”

“I do believe you are correct Kate, I’ll take care of the feet if you do the hands. How’s that?”

“Just fine, I’ll go get my nail stuff.” Kate went over to a dresser and returned with a small, red leather bag filled with all sorts of files, cotton balls, and bottles of various liquids in an array of colors. “Hey Kell, you look a little cold just sitting there in your dainty little panties, are you ok?”

“I’m a little chilly I guess.”

“No problem, Missy will you fetch Kelly a nice little cover-up? Not the long fluffy robe. That will get in our way.” Missy came back with a knee length, long-sleeved luxurious pink satin dressing gown. It was trimmed in delicate black lace, just like his panties. Missy held the sleeves out as Kelly swished it around his lithe body. The smooth fabric sent little chills up and down his spine, giving him goose bumps. “Excellent choice Missy.”

Kate and Missy commenced to file down Kelly’s jagged nails into smooth, rounded curves, massaging his hands and feet as they went. Kelly slipped into a dreamlike trance, and then went completely to sleep in the comfy high-backed chair. Missy popped little cotton balls between each of his toes, and then applied a clear lacquer to fill in the ridges and rough spots. Kate did the same to Kelly’s fingernails.

“Katie hon, what do you think about a color?”

“I’m thinking about a deep burgundy or bright crimson. Something with a little flash and shine.” Kate dug through her bag until she found what she was looking for. “Well here they are. What do you think?”

“They’re both fabulous, how about we flip a coin? Those shades of red go well with so many outfits, I’m sure we’ll have no trouble finding a lovely ensemble.” Kate found a silver dollar in one of the vanity drawers, “Heads for crimson, tails for burgundy.”

“Tails never fails,” Missy predicted. And she was correct. “Told you so.” Kate found another bottle of burgundy and they prepared to paint Kelly’s lovely nails. “I’m surprised how nice his nails are, they are longer than I expected. I’ve never seen such on any guy before. We won’t need any acrylic extensions, or any of that stuff.”

“Maybe we’ll do that another time for fun Missy!”

“Oh for sure! That would be a wonderful experiment, but we have the whole summer, remember?”

“I most certainly do, and what a summer it should be.” Kate and Missy painted Kelly’s nails with expert skill. The shiny red sparkled under the lamplight, the tiny metallic flakes giving off an iridescent radiance. Kelly woke from his slumber, and gave a short gasp at his newly modified hands and feet.

“Holy cow! My n…n…nails…you polished them…I uh…”

“What do you think sweetie? Aren’t they beautiful?” Missy held one of his hands and Kate held the other. He rolled his hands back and forth, mesmerized by the glossy shine, and feminine shape.

“I should have known what you two were up to! Here I thought you were just smoothing them up a bit…I never…” Kelly was amazed and surprised, but not disappointed in the least. He knew he was safe with Missy and Kate, and that none of his friends would ever know.

“You don’t like them? I guess we should have ask….” Kate looked a little disappointed.

“No, I think they are extraordinary auntie Kate! I just never thought that my nails could ever look so feminine.”

“Well, check out what you are wearing babe…sexy little satin and lace panties, and a silky lacy robe…we couldn’t possibly leave your nails looking dingy and rough, could we? It just wouldn’t fit our theme for the night. Kelly, you are about to enter a realm of femininity that few girls ever experience let alone a boy like yourself…. come to think of it, I think it’s time we stop calling you a boy. When I said “she” earlier, I meant it. You are one of us girls now, so just relax and enjoy the journey.” Kate and Missy got Kelly to his feet. Kelly admired each of his feet. The deep nail polish accentuated his smooth, hairless legs and silky feet.

Missy slid a hand inside his robe and tickled the head of his stiff cock, the wispy panties held him tight, wrapping him along his hip. Any other direction and his manhood would escape the satiny bonds. “Such a nice big clitty, for a sexy girl.” She whispered closely into his ear, her hot breath seemed to invade his body. She licked his earlobe and gave it a quick suck. His heart skipped two beats and blood flowed freely into his thickening shaft. He could feel his heart beat as it pulsed inside his pretty pink panties.

“Kell, it’s time for us ladies to get dressed. Enough of this prancing around in our frumpy robes. Miss Baker and I are going to give you a complete lesson in what it means to be a lovely lady. None of that jeans and t-shirts mess either. A girly-girl’s evening for sure! Kelly you just sit back for a few while Missy and I get our lingerie on.”

Just the thought of Missy and Kate putting on lingerie drove Kelly crazy. His hard cock continued it’s constant pulsing inside his panties. Missy came over to Kelly some black satiny objects. She slipped tied something smooth and silky around his head to cover his eyes, and before he could object, she secured his wrists to the chair arms. “Now no peeking while we slip into our dainty under things you naughty little girl! We want you to be surprised when we are finished with our sexy lingerie.”

The ladies never left the room, and Kelly could hear them whispering and giggling as they snapped, clipped, and laced themselves up into whatever heavenly creations they decided on. “Well we might as well do our hair and makeup Kate, but in the meantime we can show Kelly what we have so far.”

Kelly felt his aunt brush her soft breasts along the back of his shoulders as she unfastened the satin covering over his eyes. As she stepped slowly around in front of him his heart skipped a beat. She wore little but it was stunning. Her legs were encased in sheer, black, lace-top stay-ups. She wore a tiny black satin thong with lace edging that matched her stockings. Her breasts were barely covered in a half-cup matching black bra. They jiggled tantalizingly in front of Kelly’s face. Her hardened pink nipples tented out the edges of the filmy fabric, not quite hiding the chocolate circles of her areolas. “So you like this look Kelly?”

“Oh…. oh, yeah…that’s hot Auntie Kate!” Kelly could barely squeak out a few words. His heart was in his throat and his blood was pooling down below.

“I want your opinion on this fabric Kelly,” Kate stepped towards him releasing his wrists, which were tied with a pair of stockings, not unlike the ones she was wearing. “Don’t be shy honey, feel this…or should I say, “these.” She grabbed his hands, pulling him up to her body and pressing them into the lacy fabric of her lovely brassiere. Kelly softly squeezed her ample globes.

“It’s very nice fabric, I like it…. a lot.”

Kate slipped open his robe and inspected his panties once again, “I can see that you do indeed, such a big girl you are!” She slid the back of her palm across the head of Kelly’s manhood and patted his soft jewels, “Good thing we rubbed all the sticky cream out of this fat clit, or else we’d be searching for another pair of fine panties for Miss Kelly.”

“Right you are Kate, and especially since Miss Kelly is seeing us in our finest lingerie. That could be too much for any naughty girl to handle!” Missy Baker stepped into Kelly’s view next to Kate. Kelly just stared, he was experiencing erotic sensory overload. Missy Baker was a fantastic vision of beauty and glamour. The only time he’d seen anything close was in the Victoria’s Secret catalog. Her heavy breasts were pressed together in a bright blue satin push-up bra. The lace edging on the cups was luxurious with little sparkling threads woven within the brilliant fabric. Below she wore an equally delightful waist cincher garter belt. The middle and back were matching blue satin and the sides were see-through black lace. Missy also wore lovely thong panties, matching the lace and satin pattern of the rest of her slinky attire. Attached to the cincher, by six garter straps adorned with blue ribbons, were sheer, black silk stockings with contrasting blue lace tops. Missy even wore a pair of sparkling black, stiletto pumps with blue lace bows over the toes. She was absolutely gorgeous.

“Missy you are a rare beauty!” Kate hugged and kissed her cheek lightly, their breasts pressing together during the embrace.

Kelly shuddered but managed to hold together, “Miss Baker you are so pretty, I have a hard time believing you are as old as you say you are.”

“Oh Kelly, you’re so sweet! Thank you honey, you know that flattery will get you everywhere,” Missy winked.

Kate interrupted, “All right ladies, enough small talk and ogling at one another’s bodies…time to have Miss Kelly join our lingerie club, so to speak. We’ve got some things laid out for you right over here Kell,” Missy and Kate led Kelly over near to the bed, and laid out before him was some of the most feminine garments he’d ever laid eyes upon.

“I’m going to be wearing this stuff?”

“Of course Miss Kelly! Don’t be silly, a lady always looks and feels her finest when dressing up, and what better way to do that than starting with frilly lingerie?” Missy was holding up an exquisite, ivory satin under-bust corset in front of Kelly, “This will help give you a nice girly shape, it won’t take much because you have such a sexy bod to begin with.”

Kate stepped behind Kelly and slid the slippery robe off his shoulders, tossing it onto the bed, leaving Kelly clad only in his tiny pink panties. “It’s too bad these panties have to come off as well, they look so good on your cute bottom,” She squeezed his satin covered backside with both hands, and then quickly whisked the panties off. Kelly could feel ever little whisper of moving air across his hairless skin, causing little bumps to rise as well as his thick shaft. The veins rippled over his full length, causing his smooth head to swell and pulse.

“Goodness, she’s insatiable,” Missy reached out, grabbing Kelly’s manhood, slowly stroking him. “We’ll have to keep her under wraps for awhile, but we can’t really do that in this hardened state.”

“I’ll handle this growing problem Missy,” Kate replaced Miss Baker’s hand with hers.

“C’mon Kate, didn’t your momma teach you how to share?” Both ladies laughed, pushed Kelly back so he sat on the edge of the bed, knelt down in front of him and began to lick the underside of his shaft up and down. Both of their tongues intertwined with each other as their hot, sticky saliva coated him in a thin film. Kelly stared down at the deep cleavage of their breasts as they swayed and jiggled in the lacy confines. Each lady taking turns deep-throating his rigid cock. It didn’t take long before Kelly was on the edge of another orgasm.

“Our big girl’s clitty is so hard,” Missy popped his head in and out of her mouth making loud slurping and sucking noises, “She’s going to cum so much for us! Come on sweetie, time to cum big on your auntie’s hot tongue!” Missy jacked his shaft up and down, then paused, whispering something into Kate’s ear. The ladies looked back up at Kelly smiling, turned to each other and sucked on each other’s tongues.

That’s all it took as Kelly squirted hot cum all over his aunt’s lips and face, Missy wasn’t a very good aim. “A little for me too,” Missy took the last sticky rope of Kelly’s spunk directly in her awaiting mouth, sucking the last drops out as she pumped his shaft and squeezed his balls.

Kelly was totally drained, and he thought he was going to faint when the ladies licked any remaining drops off each other’s lips. “Kate that facial is doing wonders for you complexion. Kelly we may have to bottle that sweet cream up and sell it!” Missy giggled.

“Miss Baker it’s going to be awhile before that can happen, I don’t have any left,” Kelly sighed and laid back on the bed, totally spent.

“No rest for the weary babe, on your feet!” Kate wrapped the heavy boned ivory corset around his waist. The ornately detailed lace edging on top and bottom tickled his chest and upper thighs. As Kate was lacing up the back, Missy was sliding a white velvet sheath over his limp shaft and balls. She cinched the base with a thin drawstring as Kelly looked down to inspect her work.

“We’ve got to control your “girls” while they are sleeping, honey.” This tiny garment covering Kelly’s “girls” ended in a flowery lace rosette just below the head of his shaft, leaving it open, resembling the center of budding petals. “Just in case you have to use the ladies room, your girly parts won’t need any undoing.” Two stretchy velvet ribbons hung from the sheath, just below the lace. Missy gathered them up pulling them back between his bum cheeks attaching them to two small buckles at the base of the corset. Kelly was surprised to see his package disappear between his legs, although the warm velvet was not uncomfortable. The illusion of womanhood began to slowly appear in smooth curves, frilly lace, and silky satin.

Kelly felt his breath escape his lungs as Kate pulled the thick, nylon corset laces firmly. His midsection was drawn in sharply. “Come over here by the door and reach up and grab those hooks above the door jamb.” Kelly did what he was asked. His body seemed to elongate as he hung a couple inches above the floor, and then he was jolted again as both Kate and Missy gained another inch on his corset.

“Tight isn’t is sweetie?” Kate tied off the laces tightly, making sure the ends were taken care of.

“I c…ca…can’t breathe Auntie!” Kelly wobbled back on his heels.

“Oh don’t worry Hon, you’ll get used to it. Every girl has that reaction at first. Before long you won’t even know you’re wearing it!”

Kelly slowly became used to the restriction, taking shorter breaths. The tightness of the garment was a new feeling, but the smoothness of the satin and the frilly lace was sort of exciting. His hips seemed to flare out and his chest was pushed up into little lumps, almost creating cleavage, but not quite. His lithe frame had little extra skin to work with. He felt as if he was doing something taboo, but felt perfectly safe and relaxed with Missy and Katie.

“Looking good Kelly, but we seem to be missing something up here,” Kate winked and smiled as she squeezed his nipples.

“Well, I’ve got just the solution,” Missy reached into box on the bed and produced two large breast forms. They looked huge. Large brown areolas, just like Missy’s, and perky pink nipples adorned the faux breasts. “I had these made as molds of my own big titties, Kell. Now you can feel me up each time you fondle your boobies!”

“Those things are so big! I’m not sure if I can handle that, Missy.” Kelly looked overwhelmed at the sight.

“Oh don’t give me that mess Kelly, every girl dreams of having a nice big set. I know you want these puppies in the worst way.” Missy smeared some sticky clear fluid on the back of each one and Kate pressed them into Kelly’s chest.

“Hold still, till the glue dries, it’s quick.” Kate held the breast forms tightly for a couple minutes and then let go slowly.

“Glue? How long does this stuff last?” Kelly had a look of concern on his face as he felt the full weight of the big boobs pulling against his chest.

“Quite a while, a month or more, but there’s some stuff we can use to get them off whenever we feel like. If you’re a good girl, that is.” Missy laughed. “These tits have a little surprise in them.” She rubbed little circles around Kelly’s new nipples. Kelly felt little tingles of excitement inside his body. “Little electrodes respond to the lightest touch sending signals into your own breasts and into the pleasure center of your brain.” Missy continued her massaging and Kelly’s nipples poked out nearly a half-inch and he could feel tightness in his groin as he strained against the velvet bonds holding his bits and pieces.

“She’s really loving her new boobies! Look at those puffy nipples!” Kate picked up a container of some sort of skin toned cream and began rubbing it into the edges of Kelly’s breasts and onto his chest. The visible seams of the breast forms disappeared. The illusion of his boobs was amazing. “Now let’s test these out. Walk around a little bit sweetie.”

Kelly walked back and forth across the room. His boobs swayed and jiggled like the real thing. His corset kept his back supported and jutted his chest further out. He couldn’t believe all the movement, it affected his balance to the point of him grabbing his boobs and holding them in place.

“I see our girly-girl is in need of more support. Hold out your arms Kelly,” Missy slipped an ivory satin and lace under wire push-up bra up his arms and secured the four-hook band behind his back. Kate adjusted the straps and Missy adjusted his breasts so they sat seductively within the delicate cups. The bra fit perfectly. “Ooh baby, what a saucy little tart!”

Kelly could no longer see his feet, just two fleshy mounds and ample cleavage adorned by lace edges and a satin bow in the center of the two cups. The breasts hung heavily, but the silky bra straps were wide at the shoulders, making them quite comfortable.

“Now we need to take care of those sexy legs.” Missy clipped six elastic garter straps onto the bottom of the corset. “These will hold your stockings up all day Kelly, not like those cheap kind in the fantasy catalogs.” Then Kate held out a balled up handful of silk at Kelly’s right foot.

“Lift up sweetie.” She slowly slid a fully-fashioned, hand-sewn silk stocking up Kelly’s leg. The cool fabric on hairless legs gave him a wonderful sensation. He could feel every little change in the airflow and it gave an almost electric stimulation. Kate followed with the second stocking. They were sheer, mocha-colored Cuban-heeled with a satiny gloss and a dark seam running up the back. Rather than a plain dark welt, these stockings had an ornate paisley lace pattern sewn in. Kelly stood patiently as Missy and Kate hooked the individual garter straps to the stockings, taking care to make sure they seams were straight and the straps were adjusted for a proper fit. “There’s nothing worse to have a stocking come loose or have an ugly sag, especially below the hemline of a dress. So un-ladylike!”

At Missy’s request, Kelly took a few steps to make sure the stockings were just right. Kelly couldn’t believe the sensual tug of the garter straps and the cool feeling on his legs. The bobbing of his boobs in the delicate bra, the smooth tightness of his corseted torso, his fancy hairstyle, and lovely red-painted nails all added to the warm feminine glow that dominated his senses.

“Uh ladies, these stockings are absolutely amazing! My legs are so sensitive now!” Kelly exclaimed, unable to hold back a big smile.

Missy and Kate tested the smoothness of his legs with their fingertips, “Wow, Miss Kelly your legs are spectacular, you’d make any girl jealous with those hot gams. Now lets doll up that smiling face of yours.”

Kelly sat at the vanity while Missy and Kate went to work. They each took a pair of tweezers and began plucking his eyebrows. “Don’t worry sweets, they’ll grow back, but the thinner the better. No more nasty boy brows.” When they finished there were two thin, feminine arches where the “boy brows” used to be. Next was foundation, dabbed with a light sponge over his face, forehead, and neck.

As Missy finished with the foundation she explained, “Now we’ve got a nice clean and smooth slate.” Kate applied eye shadow with just a hint of glitter, and then followed that up with dark mascara and eyeliner. Missy dabbed a little blush onto Kelly’s cheeks, and Kate painted a dark red line around his lips and filled it in with a burgundy lip-gloss, matching his nails and leaving his lips with a wet shine. The final touch was a little darkening with an eyebrow pencil, and the look was complete.

The ladies stepped back to admire their work, and could only stare. They got giddy as schoolgirls, jumping around and hugging each other. “Kelly you are amazing! There’s no way you could be confused for a boy, you are so beautiful as a girl!” Kate couldn’t hold back her excitement and Kelly couldn’t help but notice her big jugs bouncing out of her skimpy bra. How he wanted to wrap his newly painted lips around those perky nipples.

“Ready to see for yourself Kelly?” Missy jumped over to the full-length vanity mirror, preparing to pull the cover.

“Yeah, go right ahead Miss Baker, I want to see what all this fuss is about.”

Kelly stood in front of the mirror as Missy whisked off the cover. His jaw nearly hit the floor when he saw an absolutely stunning young lady staring back at him. He slowly admired the beautifully curled hair, piled in a pretty up do. His makeup was flawless; neat arched eyebrows, smoky eyes outlined with dark curly eyelashes, smooth blushing cheeks, and sexy liquid lips. The large breasts held tight in the exquisite bra, down to the tight shiny corset hiding his traces of manhood under its lacy veil. Kelly’s gaze ended with fine silk stockings held up by taut garter straps. He reached up and squeezed his boobs, ran his hands down across his smooth stomach and fingered the garter straps.

“I’m so…p…p…pretty. How the…? You guys…” Kelly couldn’t find the words to describe how he felt. So he just soaked it all in.

“You are pretty Kelly, but pretty just begins to describe you. You are gorgeous beyond all possible expectation, and I know beauty because I’ve been looking at your Aunt Kate for years and years.” Missy glowed at the site of such loveliness in front of her.

Kate blushed, ”Thanks so much Missy, I can say the same about you. I would hope to look half as good as you when I’m your age.”

“Let’s not keep reminding our young Miss Kelly, of my age, she’s going to think poorly of me yet!” Missy quickly changed the subject, “That’s quite enough prancing around in your frilly lingerie, sweetheart. Let’s get some clothes on you. I’ve got a splendid blouse and skirt set with your name on it. But first you need a camisole and half-slip so your clothes hang right and there’s no seeing through your blouse. You wouldn’t want anyone seeing your big boobies now would you?” Missy joked and laughed out loud.

Kate picked out a silky ivory camisole with wide straps that she slid over Kelly’s head. He shivered as the slippery fabric settled over his shoulders, covering the lacy tops of his bra cups. Next, Kate had him step into a black satin half-slip, trimmed in antique lace. It was short, ending just below the lacy tops of his stockings. The cool fabric slithered along his legs and bare bottom. He loved that feeling. Kelly longed to release his manhood from the velvet bonds, but enjoying the lace, silk and satin was pleasure in itself.

Missy retrieved the creamy satin blouse that she spoke of earlier, and guided it up over Kelly’s arms and shoulders, and buttoning it up the back. It had sheer, long sleeves, ruffled at the wrists and neck, and fitted to his womanly curves, flaring at the bottom in white lace ruffles. Next she had Kelly step into a shimmering black skirt that fit high on his waist under the bottom of his blouse. It hugged his curves, ending just above his knees. At first it felt like he couldn’t step forward with it on, but it was made of a stretchy fabric that allowed ample leg movement.

“Time for your heels hon, sit down for a sec, but be sure and smooth your skirt as you sit, and keep your knees together. The world doesn’t need to know what frilly delicates you are wearing under there!” Kelly sat as Kate had advised him, and disappeared into the big closet and returned holding a pair of shiny black, strappy pumps with a four-inch stiletto heel. She slid them onto his stockinged feet as Missy joined her in buckling them up. They were similar to Missy’s pumps in that each shoe had a lace bow over the toes.

Kelly stood up slowly, took a few steps and nearly fell, but Missy and Kate were on each arm just in case. “Easy there sweetie, this will take a little practice. Small steps now, and put each foot directly in front of the other.” The ladies took Kelly several times around the room and let him watch himself in the mirror. He could see the swing of his hips as he stepped quickly and soon got his balance under him. He watched himself walk toward the big mirror, a vision of a lovely model in fancy ladies’ clothes. He was very aware of the clicking of his heels, the swish of his skirt and slip against his smooth legs, the constant tug of the garter straps against the lacy stocking tops, the swaying of his curvy hips, the rubbing of lace, satin and silk inside his blouse as his breasts jiggled with every step, the heaviness of the bra straps pulling against his shoulders, the sweet sticky taste of lipstick reminding him of his dolled-up appearance, and the curled tendrils of hair framing his soft cheekbones.

“You’re a natural. It’s like you were born to wear heels and hose, honey! Now we need to finish up you accessories.” Missy and Kate were going through several jewelry boxes on the vanity. They brought out a small pearl necklace and a set of dangly pearl earrings. Kelly had his ears pierced many years before on a dare, but he wasn’t sure if they were still open. “We’re in luck,” Kate slipped the small studs through each ear, securing them with a small diamond pin. The pearls were on two-inch strands with small diamonds above them. “Pretty, pretty!” Kate attached the necklace, settling it just above the swell of his breasts. She finished the jewelry off with a couple sparkly rings of fire opal and topaz, and a gold ankle chain with a small diamond pendant.

The night was still young, and the ladies hadn’t yet dressed. Kelly floated around the room, stopping often to admire his new femininity in the mirror. At first he went along with Missy and his aunt, just out of a desire to please, and a small sense of curiosity. It had evolved into something entirely unexpected. He was enjoying this experiment much more than he previously anticipated. “Girls are so much fun,” he thought to himself.

“What’s with all this bawdy behavior ladies?” Kelly stood hands on hips, facing the scantily clad ladies and continued his mock scolding, “Still dancing around the room in skimpy lingerie, laughing and carrying on like a couple saucy little high school chicks! Let’s get it together, we’ve got a dinner date to get to!” It was all Kelly could do to stop from laughing hysterically.

“Well get a load of this haughty little wench! First day as a lady and she’s already copping the attitude!” Missy smirked, “Miss Kelly, you are so getting it tonight!”

TO BE CONTINUED…

Summer with Auntie Kate

PART VI - A Climax, With a Twist

Kelly sat lazily in a high backed chair, in the corner of the bedroom, and instantly drew the ire of his aunt, “Keep those knees together young lady! And sit up straight for goodness sake, how can we admire those fine breasts of yours with your shoulders rolled over?”

“Sorry Auntie Kate, I haven’t gotten used to the sitting yet.” He straightened himself up, pulled his knees together, very aware of the slick blouse sliding across his full breasts and the stockings and skirt swishing together, holding his smooth legs tight, in a silky embrace.

Missy and Kate were getting their clothes and accessories together over near the vanity. Kelly sat quietly in silent reverie, fully enjoying watching the beautiful ladies don their evening attire. Kate sat directly across from him, bending at the waist and slowly sliding a pair of spiky mint-green sandals over her stockinged feet. Her pendulous breasts threatening to pop completely out of her sheer black bra She watched Kelly watching her, taking extra time with the ankle straps, and smoothing the cool nylon along her calves and thighs before standing up. She strutted towards Kelly then turning quickly and walking back the other way, checking out her shoes in the mirror as she swished her heart-shaped bottom back and forth. The little lacy thong was a perfect accent to her shapely hips, “She has the best ass I’ve ever seen,” Kelly thought quietly. Kate turned back to him with a smirk, winking and blowing him a kiss. It was as if she read his mind, thanking him for the compliment.

“Oh Kate, you’re such a tease,” Missy was seated at the vanity finishing up her hair and makeup. She was a vision of grace and beauty in her blue and black satin lingerie, just the right balance of class and sexiness hugging her hourglass curves. Her sensual smile and calming voice warmed the room. “You’re making Kelly squirm and blush over there.” She laughed. “We don’t want her ruining her pretty makeup with drool!”

“You’re one to talk Missy! Your hot little butt is burning a hole in that vanity cushion, even if you put on a pair of full cut panties, you’d be left with a g-string anyway,” Kate teased.

“Well Kate, now you know why I’m a thong woman.” Missy stood as she finished her hair, which was a simple pullback bun accented with a blue-lace rose pin. She caressed her hips and playfully pointed her bottom out towards Kelly and Kate. Her little satiny thong had the same effect on Kelly as Kate’s did, except that she had the added extra of the tight straps of her garter belt framing her pert butt beautifully. Kate gave Missy’s bottom a light spank. Missy hopped up and turned quickly, then slowly put on a pair of designer thin-framed reading glasses. Looking down the end of her nose she told Kate, “Young lady, I’ve had about enough of your sass! You’re disrupting the library, can’t you see there’s people trying to study!” She scolded, trying to hold back a smile.

Kelly laughed out loud. Missy turned to Kelly, “And you, miss, that’ll be quite enough snickering! Don’t make me pull down that cute little skirt and take you over my knee for a hard spanking!”

“See what I mean Missy, you are the sexy librarian that every schoolboy lusts after, and even some schoolgirls too,” Kate nodded towards Kelly. “You are a vision out of a wet dream, standing there in your high heels and frilly lingerie, hair up in a bun, luscious red lips, and sexy glasses. I could just see you walking over to some 18 year old who looks lost in the history aisle. A couple curls of hair sneaking loose from your bun, framing your cheeks. Your silky blouse is unbuttoned down to your belly button, revealing heaving breasts spilling from your delicate bra as light beads of perspiration drip into your cleavage below your sparkling diamond necklace.” Kate whispered dramatically flinging her raven hair to one side, “You look like you could use some help young man, can I take something out for you?”

Kate’s little performance had all three of them cracking up with hysterical laughter. Missy gave Kate a light peck on the cheek, “You are a treasure!”

Kate calmed herself and then donned a beautiful mint-green satin, full-length slip-dress with a v-neck halter. The back was open nearly down to her dainty thong panties. The fabric was very thin and her firm nipples poked out through her bra and the dress very erotically. The dress fit very well, showing off her curves like a slithering, silky, second skin. A mid-thigh slit on her right side went to the base of her stocking welt, showing off her shapely leg encased in the silky nylon and her sexy heels. She snapped on dangly earrings, and an ankle chain, similar to Kelly’s. She finished her jewelry off with two ornate silver bracelets, snapping them tightly around her wrists. Kelly watched attentively as Missy styled Kate’s long hair, crimping it with the hot curling iron just enough to make piles of beautiful waves that she left down. It cascaded around her tan shoulders and across the swell of her chest. She pulled her hair apart to frame each breast and accentuate her deep cleavage. Missy then touched up Kate’s makeup with expert skill. She relined her eyes and lashes. And shaded her eyelids to match her shimmering green dress. Missy gave Kate just a hint of blush to bring out her naturally prominent cheekbones. Last was the deep red lipstick that Kate wore with nearly all her outfits. It always seemed to look ravishing.

Kate stood, hands on hips, checking herself out in the vanity mirror. She was a radiant beauty, even without all the fancy clothes, makeup, hairdo, and jewelry. But now she was an absolute goddess, making even the divine Aphrodite jealous. She swished over to Kelly, stopping in front of him to do a couple runway model poses. She put her hands on her hips and slowly drew them up the curves of her body, then along her torso, lightly cupping her breasts and up to her hair where she teasingly flipped her locks back off her shoulders as she turned and walked back to Missy. Her lustrous hair and dress spun in what seemed like slow motion to Kelly. He saw her sexy heels, and hose, all the way up to her stocking tops as her dress flared like a billowy cloud.

“That’s hot Auntie Kate.” Kelly kissed his fingertips to blow Kate a kiss but before he could, she walked back over and grabbed his hand. She lightly kissed his fingertips with her full lips, and then gently sucked his fingertips.

“I like my kisses from the source,” Kate said seductively.

“That’s even hotter,” Kelly shivered with delight, his manhood pulsing and throbbing against the velvet bonds.

In the meantime, Missy had dressed and was just touching up her makeup as Kate and Kelly were teasing each other with their smoldering femininity. “Behold the sexy librarian,” Missy announced as she showed off her blouse and skirt combination. “The theme of the evening seemed to be satin and lace, so I didn’t want to be a maverick.” She wore a brilliant blue, long-sleeved satin blouse with a wide collar edged in black lace. She left three buttons open, just as Kate had teased her about earlier, revealing her breasts that seemed to be bubbling out of the matching blue satin bra. A high-waist black satin pencil skirt finished off the outfit, hugging her hips, thighs, and calves. She left on the sexy glasses she put on earlier, and added a gold, heart-pendant necklace, small gold hoop earrings and a couple gold and silver rings.

“Missy you are dead sexy, all my friends would totally hit on you.” Kelly was very turned on.

“Why thank you Miss Kelly, and they’d be turned on by you as well!” Missy teased as Kate giggled in agreement.

Kelly frowned and stomped his foot, his stiletto heels clicking loudly on the wood floor, “That isn’t funny, that’s perverted!”

Kate and Missy walked up like they were going to devour him, “Miss Kelly, you are one hot piece of ass. Any boy would love to get his hands on you.” The two ladies fondled Kelly’s butt and boobs as they continued the teasing. Kelly tried to back away but they kept it up, “Oh baby, I can’t wait to get inside your panties and feel up your big firm titties, suck on those big nipples. Oh yeah, you’re making us so hot, we can’t wait to stick our hard cocks into your tight little rosebud.”

Then the ladies quit with their harassment and laughed. Kate said, “Kelly now you know what sexy girls go through nearly every day from the boys…and girls if you hang out at those places Missy and I…” Missy raised her eyebrows and then winked at Kate, “…uh, well…we’ll save that for later.”

“We can do more girl practice later on tonight Kelly,” Missy whispered, “But in the meantime, I’m starving! Let’s go make some dinner.”

Kelly wondered what the hell that was supposed to mean…girl practice? At any rate, he was very hungry too, and so was Kate. The three “ladies” walked down the hallway to the kitchen, their pretty heels clicking with every step, breasts jiggling, and fine fabrics swishing. Kelly took mincing little steps to avoid a spill on the slippery tiles. “You’re doing great sweetie!” Missy kissed him lightly on the cheek as they entered the kitchen.

Outside brilliant bolts of lightning lit up the dark skies. Thunder roared in the distance. Kate peered out through the kitchen window, “Looks like we’re in for it again ladies. Better get the candles and oil lamps ready. Kelly, if you’ll go get the lamps and candles from the hall cabinet Missy and I will light a fire and start on dinner."

He turned to go back down the hall but was stopped by Missy’s hands encircling his narrowed waist from behind. She pulled him towards her, grinding her hips into his bottom. He felt her swelling breasts press into his back, satin sliding across satin. She whispered into his ear, “You’re so hot Miss Kelly, you’re making little Missy all wet.” Her hands came back around and squeezed his butt, “Take your time going down the hall, I love watching your ass wiggle!” She freed him from her grip only after giving him a quick nibble on his earlobe. She was driving him mad, his swelling manhood pulled tightly against the velvet bonds, he longed for it to be released, although at the moment, he was enjoying the feminine illusion.

Kelly gave Missy a little show as he strolled down the hall. Heels clicked loudly on the hardwood flooring, his breasts jiggled, and the satin fabric caressed his whole body sending chills from head to toe. He returned to the kitchen with the candles as a cold wind blasted the side of the farmhouse. Kate had just finished lighting a crackling oak fire in the stove. The firelight danced off her shimmering slip dress, highlighting every sensuous curve of her voluptuous frame. She smiled broadly at Kelly, her smoky eyes burned with a deep desire that did not go unnoticed by Kelly. He couldn’t take his eyes off her. She took a long sip wine, as she slowly walked back towards the kitchen. Her deeply painted lips lingered on the rim of the glass. She winked at Kelly, “Thanks sweetie, now why don’t you go help Missy with the food. These lamps are a little tricky to get started and I don’t want you getting oil all over your silky blouse. I’m afraid we’re going to be out of power soon, so let’s have dinner as soon as possible.”

Missy was warming some pasta on the stove while Kelly fixed up a quick salad and threw some garlic bread in the oven. It was an easy meal, not extravagant by any means, but “good enough for us girls,” as Missy pointed out.

Kate had just finished lighting the last lamp and candle as the power snapped off. The wind roared and rain battered the windows. “Such nasty weather for spring!” Kate exclaimed as she helped the girls set the table. Missy sat at one end of the table and Kate at the other. Three candles flickered in the center, sending a warm glow across the dining room. The soft light brought out the unbelievable beauty in the two ladies faces. Their perfect makeup, hair, nails, and clothing accentuated their flawless skin.

Kelly went into the kitchen to get another bottle of wine as Missy and Kate polished off the one on the table. “Sheesh! You two need have the distributor in Denver park a damn semi trailer filled with wine in the driveway! HA HA!” Kelly returned to the table to a stern glance as his aunt held out her empty glass, and Missy tried to hide a giggle at the far end of the table.

“Excuse me, FLO! Could I get a little service here? I’ve been waiting TOO long for my wine and my food is getting cold!” Kate smirked. Her slippery green satin dress seemed to cling even tighter to her lovely boobs. Kelly stole a quick glance at her perky nipples, but was caught red-handed by Kate, “Young lady my eyes are up here,” she snapped pointing at her face, trying her hardest not to burst into laughter.

Kelly poured the wine very slowly, joining in on the act, “I’m very sorry ladies. I’m new here, and not used to wearing heels and pretty clothes. My rich aunt got me this job…uh please don’t tell her, I’m just a poor farm girl trying to make ends meet.” Kate smiled and Missy giggled uncontrollably, but both quickly composed themselves.

“I’m sure we can work something out Miss. um…I’m sorry I missed your name, young lady.”

“Grace. Kelly Grace.”

“Ah yes, Miss Grace, now you’ll do exactly what we tell you and nothing of this matter will leave our table, understood?” Kate raised an eyebrow in mock seriousness.

“Certainly ma’am. Anything you say.” Kelly bowed his head, looking very submissive. His silk rose hairpins twinkled in the candlelight.

“Well, I know what I say, and that’s MORE WINE!” Missy blurted, out in mock drunkenness. Get down here girl, I’m sorta dry!” Kelly filled both ladies glasses and then set down to eat. He could feel their hot stares as he ate. Every time he looked up he felt as if HE was the main course instead of the pasta.

As they finished eating, Kate and Missy stood up, “Ok young lady, now you’re to clean the table and meet us in the living room as soon as you finish, is that clear?”

“Yes, ma’…” Kelly was cut short by Kate’s sharp voice.

“And for the rest of the night you’ll refer to Melissa and I as ‘Mistress,’ understand?”

“Yes I understa….um, yes mistress.” Kelly scooped up the dirty plates but was stopped by Missy.

“Oh Miss Grace, you need this.” She was handed an ornately decorated satin and lace apron from Kate. Tying it around Kelly’s neck and waist with wide satin ribbons. “There now, we can’t be staining those delicates!” Missy kissed him lightly on the cheek, and then produced a tube of lip-gloss from her purse. “Those lips of yours are losing their shine.” She touched up his lipstick with a very liquid gloss, making his lips sparkle seductively in the low light. “Very nice…very kissable.” She tested them by planting her full lips and Kelly’s in a soft, lingering kiss.

Missy and Kate went to the living room, taking their wine bottle with them, and lounged on opposite sofas next to the crackling fire. Kelly continued to shuttle the remnants of dinner from the table to the kitchen sink, his skirt swishing against his stocking-clad legs and the satiny apron, the six garter straps tugging tightly against the hip-hugging garter belt, and his jiggling breasts bounced with each clicking step of his stiletto heels, straining against the lacy confines of his flimsy bra.

The ladies giggled and laughed, pouring more wine. “How many bottles is that?” Kelly wondered. Missy got up, whispering in Kate’s ear, going to the bedroom and returning with a leather bag. They glanced up at Kelly, as he washed the dishes and loaded them into the drying rack, “Finish your business quickly and get over here young lady!” Kelly saw them digging around in the bag, but hiding the contents from his glances. More giggling and whispering ensued, followed by more wine and louder giggling and the whispering got louder to the point where he could make out a little of what they were saying.

“Going to show her how it feels…initiation…womanhood…virgin…” he caught just snippets of what they were giggling about. The rain pounded away, wind tearing at the shuttered windows. The lamplight and firelight combined to warm the room in a romantic glow. Kelly finished his chores and joined the ladies in the living room.

“Why Miss Grace, so nice of you to join us!” Kate settled back in one corner of the couch, her black hair framing her beautiful face. Missy stood behind Kelly, untying the apron and sliding the smooth fabric across Kelly’s full breasts, brushing his nipples with her finger tips, accidentally…on purpose.

“You did a wonderful job in the kitchen, now it’s time to relax and enjoy the evening.” Kate winked seductively at Missy standing behind Kelly. He felt a couple soft clicks around his wrists as Missy closed a set of velvet handcuffs.

“Thank you mistress.” Kelly replied looking over his shoulder at Missy as she gave him a devilish grin.

“Enough of the mistress stuff, sweetie. That game is over. Now just sit back and relax as Miss Baker and I treat you to an evening of feminine charm…so to speak.” Kate smiled and winked again at Missy.

“What’s with the handcuffs, ladies?”

“Now Kelly, we know how charged up you get when you see us in various stages of dress…or undress if you will. We don’t want you fondling ‘little Miss Kelly’ if you know what I mean, while your auntie and I show you a few things about how a lady likes to be ‘handled.’ So we’re going to keep you under wraps for a while, until we need ‘her.”

“Ok, that’s sounds fine, but what about…mmmph…mmmph.” Kelly felt something silky stuffed between his glossy lips from behind.

Missy stepped in front of him, slowly settling her form fitting skirt back into place. Kelly just caught a quick glimpse of her ribboned garter straps framing her smooth thighs, and delicate lace stocking tops. “No more sass from you, girl! How does that taste? I’m sure you recognize that little lacy, blue thong from earlier tonight, but it was getting so darn hot in here, you know? I needed a little air conditioning.” Kelly now tasted a sweet but slightly salty flavor mixed with a floral scent. The combination was pleasing to both his nose and mouth, but just the thought of having Missy’s dainty panties in his mouth was mind blowing.

Kate walked up to Kelly, lewdly fondling his heavy breasts through the filmy satin blouse. She walked him over to a high backed chair and set him down. Kelly’s throbbing shaft pulsed in his tight panties, straining against the velvet bonds. He kept glancing down and back up to Kate, hoping she’d read his mind. She gave him an understanding smile and licked her sticky lips before turning to Missy, “Miss Baker, I believe we can release, ‘little Miss Kelly’ from her bonds now that our young lady is properly secured.”

“I’ve got it covered, Kate.” Missy wasted no time in unzipping Kelly’s black skirt and yanking it down around to his ankles. “What a little tart you are! Walking around with your skirt around your ankles!” Missy teased Kelly as Kate ran her fingertips over Kelly’s panty clad crotch.

“What do we have here, young lady? Are we hiding something down here?” Kate traced little circles across the satiny fabric with her shiny nails, then quickly sliding her fingers inside Kelly’s panties and sliding them down to just below his gartered stocking tops. Missy unhooked the velvet bonds from the back of his corset and Kate slowly unwound him. His thick shaft bobbed lewdly as it was released, and Missy reached around, taking him into her hand and squeezing firmly, “My goodness, sweetie, your clitty gets bigger ever time I see it…”

“Later Missy…we’ll attend to her later. Now where were we?” Kate slid Kelly’s silky panties back into place, but his throbbing manhood pulsed uncontrollably inside the thin fabric, purplish veins drawing a perfect profile of what was hidden underneath. She pushed Kelly back into the chair, his arms locked tightly behind him causing his boobs to press outward against his frilly blouse, and Missy’s panties parting his lips slightly. His painted eyes, crimson lips, dark lashes, and wavy curls gave him a doll-like appearance. “Oh sweetie, you are so sexy!” His satin blouse now lay flared across his

Missy knelt at Kelly’s feet, snapping his ankles to each chair leg with another set of cuffs like the pair currently gripping his wrists. As she stood back up she made sure to slide her heavy breasts along the front of his nylon-covered calves. “There we go, all snug and secure. We don’t want you getting all excited, squirming around and falling now do we? Just relax now. You’re in for a treat! Oops, one last thing…” Missy quickly snapped open the handcuffs, popped each button up the back of his blouse and whipped it off with deft skill. “Hands back babe.” She clicked the cuffs back on in one motion. “Your Auntie Kate and I want to see your perky boobies!”

Kelly’s very life-like breasts strained against the glittery lace, nipples threatening to pop out at any moment. His muffled breathing quickened as Kate and Missy came together in a warm embrace, the warm firelight dancing across their soft curves. “Getting hot in here, lets get a little more comfortable.” Missy turned her back to Kate while she slowly unzipped her long pencil skirt, letting it fall to the floor. She stepped out of it and turned back to Kate. Kate’s long fingernails clicked together as each button of Missy’s blouse came open, revealing her heavy breasts. She slid the blouse slowly down Missy’s shoulders, kissing her neck lightly; following the satiny garment down with her tongue as it also fell to the floor.

Missy helped Kate out of her slinky green slip dress, pulling it up and over her head, the billowy garment floated seemingly in slow motion to the pile of clothes accumulating quickly on the soft rug near the stove. Now both ladies stood facing each other, clad only in their skimpy bras, stockings, and heels. Missy’s blue garter-belt framed her pert, tanned bottom. Kate’s long supple legs encased in sheer nylon seemed to glow in the lamplight. Their hands entwined as they leaned together and met in a soft kiss on the lips.

Kelly watched intently as their lips parted and their sticky tongues twisted together, wetting their lipstick. He couldn’t believe what he was seeing. His aunt kept secrets he knew nothing about, but he subconsciously knew something was up all night, as their subtle hints now were materializing into a fiery climax.

Kate pulled Missy into her body, tiny beads of sweat appeared on their breasts as the pressed into each other. Kate slipped out Missy’s fancy hairpin, letting her flowing auburn hair tumble down her back, and at the same time Missy’s fingers unsnapped Kate’s bra, pulling it quickly from her shoulders. Kate left Missy’s bra in place, but pulled the delicate lace of her demi cups down to reveal her fully erect nipples. Kelly’s cock tented out his panties until it poked out the top of the lacy band, pressing into his abdomen, a small sliver of precum oozed out and bubbled slowly down the underside of his shaft. This sexual exhibition he was witnessing was driving him over the top.

Missy groped Kate’s pendulous breasts, pushing her back onto the couch facing Kelly. She sucked the base of her neck down to her cleavage then took turns pulling each nipple to her wet lips, sucking and nibbling softly. She continued kissing down her taut stomach to the top of her wispy thong. Then taking it in her mouth she pulled it slowly down over Kate’s hips, past her stocking tops, and continuing down to her spiky heels and flinging it off to the side, adding to the ever growing pile of feminine attire and lingerie building up on the floor.

Kelly could now see his aunt in all her feminine beauty. She was totally smooth, as he had fantasized. The moist folds of her womanhood glistened with wetness. Her breathing was heavy as she closed her eyes while Missy parted her legs, pushing her knees back toward her swelling breasts. Missy’s tongue darted out as she leaned down, licking the edges of Kate’s hot petals. “You taste like sugar, baby.” She squirmed in delight, rubbing her boobs and pinching her nipples, as Missy’s tongue penetrated. Kelly moaned as well, worried that he would erupt all over the expensive garter-belt encircling his waist.

Missy continued. She slid two fingers inside Kate as she flicked her tongue back and forth across her protruding clit. “Oh fuck me Missy, honey fuck me hard! Oh god, OH GOD YESSS!!!” She pumped her hand in and out, faster and faster as Kate squealed, her whole body shuddered in ecstasy. Her passion erupted into a wild orgasm like nothing Kelly had ever seen. He was in heaven watching this erotic show.

Kate grabbed Missy’s hair, smiling down at her. “That felt so damn good! Now it’s your turn, get down on your knees you hot little slut!”

“Oooh, I love it when you talk dirty!” Missy turned back, getting down on her hands and knees, looking over at Kelly, licking her lips and sucking her fingertips. Kelly moaned loudly through his panty gag, he was on the edge of exploding all over his fine lingerie.

Kate walked over to him, “We’d better get one out of you before you make a sticky mess of yourself. What do you think about that my little slut?”

Missy replied, “Oh I think she’s more than ready, all that frustration of being bound is taking a toll on our little love doll! Bring her over, I want that fat clitty to cum all over me!”

Kate unshackled Kelly’s ankles, pulled his panties down and tossed them into the pile. Then she had him kneel behind Missy. His throbbing “clit” was inches from her round ass. He could see her tight little rosebud and dripping pussy. How he longed to bury his full length inside her hot mound. Kate knelt behind Kelly, grasped him and began to stroke his full length. “You want to fuck her don’t you, doll? You want to stick that big clit in her tight little ass? I know you do you little tart!” She pulled Kelly’s cock forward until his head pressed against Missy’s cheeks. That was all he could handle. He erupted instantly, spraying hot cum the full length of Missy back, from her bra straps down to her sparkly garter belt. Kate picked Kelly back up and set him back down into the chair. Strapping him back in and then sucking the last remnants out of his flared cock head. “Such a naughty little slut aren’t you? Naughty sluts must be taught a lesson! In due time, my little pet, in due time…Missy and I aren’t done yet.”

Kate returned to Missy, still on her hands and knees where she proceeded to greedily lick up all of Kelly’s stickiness off Missy’s back and down to her ass. She undid Missy’s bra, “I’m afraid this has to go, our little hottie got her spunk all over your lovely brassiere, but don’t worry she’s going to pay for that.” Kate gave Kelly a devilish grin as she knelt behind Missy, spread apart her smooth globes and drove her tongue into Missy’s rosebud. Missy moaned loudly, “Oh yeah, lick my ass Katie, stick your tongue in deep!” Kate’s long fingers found Missy’s hot slit, she slid three fingers in easily as she continued to suck and lick her ass. “Fuck ME! Fuck me HARD! Oh fuck yes, that feels soooo gooood!”

“Oh you’re going to get it hard, don’t you worry about that!” Kate reached over, pulling the black bag out from under the couch. Now Kelly knew what all the giggling was about. Kate produced a long black strap-on cock; it was very lifelike, complete with veins and a smooth head…at least eight inches long and attached to a pair of heavy boned, lacy panties. Kate donned the big toy, grabbed Missy by the hips and plunged the big cock into her awaiting pussy, driving it all the way in.

“Oh do it hard Katie, don’t stop…don’t stop!” Kate smacked Missy’s ass as she continued to drive it in and out. Sweat rolled down Kate’s boobs and forehead, dripping onto Missy’s rippling bottom. Missy’s big tits slapped together as she moaned in ecstasy. Kate snapped Missy’s garters across her ass and legs with every stroke. Missy came, screaming loudly…then came again. Kelly stared, his eyes fixed on the big black cock slamming Missy’s tight pussy. Stockings swished against each other in the warm light, sweat continued to pour off the beautiful ladies locked in the throes of passion. Just when he thought it was over, Kate pulled the strap-on out of her pink lips and pressed it firmly into her pink rosebud. It slid in with ease and Kate drove Missy to two more climaxes. Kate finally pulled out and the ladies rested.

Kate slipped off the black cock and slumped down to the couch. Now their attention turned to the little “lady” adorned in expensive lingerie and strapped to the chair. “Well young lady, did you enjoy yourself?” Kelly quickly nodded yes. “Good, because now it’s time for you to be welcomed into the sisterhood.” Missy pulled her panties out of his mouth and unshackled the cuffs.

“What sisterhood are you talking about?” Kelly looked puzzled then a sort of light went off in his head as he glanced over to another black dildo that suddenly appeared in Kate’s hand. “Hey…w…w…wait now! If you think that you’re going to…”

“Quiet down little miss! You know nothing of the pleasure you’re going to experience. All young ladies must go through their virgin initiation. I know you’re scared, you haven’t had your cherry popped, but don’t worry, we’ll be very gentle and this will only be uncomfortable for a minute. You don’t know what you’re missing!” Kelly got up quickly, but Missy grabbed his arms and set him back down. She found his half limp “clit” with one hand and began to massage him slowly back to life. Kate strolled over and rubbed his shoulders, pressing her big tits into his face. She pinched one nipple, pulling his head into her flesh, “I know you’ve been waiting for this all night.”

Kelly’s apprehension about whatever the ladies had in mind for him melted away as he took her stiff nipple into his mouth and began to suck hungrily at her breast. Missy continued pumping his cock back to life, and also pulled the lace down on his bra, exposing his nipples. Missy sucked on each nipple as she stroked his shaft. Tingling sensations ran up and down his spine. The fake breasts and with their little built in electrodes added to his excitement. An outsider would not have been able to tell them from the real thing. Kate popped her boob out of Kelly’s mouth as the two ladies guided him over to the long couch, sitting him down in the middle. He took in the full view of everything surrounding him. Two beautiful ladies clad in the sexiest lingerie money could be, and he himself dressed the same. Beautiful sparkling jewelry, shiny nails, styled hair, perfect makeup, strappy heels, seamed stockings clipped to six satin garter straps. His hairless skin feeling every change in the air. His hard, erect cock framed by a lovely satin garter belt and matching corset, blending perfectly into a lacy bra, cups pulled down just enough to reveal large eraser tip nipples.

Missy whispered into his ear, “Do you want to taste me honey? She buried two fingers into her moist folds, bringing them up to Kelly’s lips, but taking them away just as he got a little taste. His crimson painted lips glistened with her wetness. “You’ll have to taste me in another way though.” She now held another black dildo, not quite as big as the one Kate used on her earlier. She guided it to her awaiting pussy and buried it the full length, moaning slightly and then pulling it out to show Kelly. As Kelly was starting to pull away, Kate began stroking his shaft, kneeling at the foot of the couch. Missy brought the wet cock up to his lips, grabbing the back of his head with her other hand. “Now you can taste my big clitty like I tasted yours earlier. Easy now, remember no teeth!”

The fat head slid past Kelly’s lips, the surprised look on his eyes was priceless as the thick shaft slid across his tongue and pressed against the back of his throat. Kate giggled, “Oh sweetie, you’re a natural!” The sweet muskiness of Missy’s womanhood tantalized Kelly’s taste buds. He began to suck greedily at the shaft, licking the head and taking the full length in as Missy pumped it in and out of his mouth. “Relax your throat, easy now, that’s it.” Missy pushed the flared head into Kelly’s throat and the soft rubber balls of the dildo slapped against his chin. “Oh my, Linda Lovelace would be so jealous!” Kate joked.

Missy continued lubricating the dildo with her juice and feeding it to Kelly as Kate stroked his shaft slowly, watching intently as Kelly slurped Missy’s “clit.” As Kelly was distracted, Kate wetted her other hand with her own moistness and slid a single finger into Kelly’s tight rosebud. He clenched tightly and squirmed a little but she increased her pace of jacking him off and he relaxed his muscles. She added another finger and poured a little lube onto his hole as she increased her pace. She hit something pleasurable as Kelly moaned with delight. “Auntie Kate that feels so good, please…ple…please don’t stop.” She fucked his ass with her fingers; it slurped and popped loudly as she added more lube and another finger. “Good girl, such a good girl taking in all these fingers, time for something bigger I think. Missy you take over massaging her clit, while I see about giving this little bitch a proper fucking!”

“Kelly I think you need to taste me from the source.” Missy turned and straddled Kelly in a 69 fashion. Pressing her pussy onto his face and burying his nose into her tight ass. Kelly grabbed her garter straps and sucked hard on her pulsing clit. She squealed in delight as she took his cock into her mouth, then proceeding to bury her nose all the way to his soft balls. Her big boobs tickled his corseted stomach as she drove his “clit” into her throat again and again. Kelly’s makeup was a mess and his hair became plastered with Missy’s hot nectar as she ground her mound into his face. Orgasm after orgasm shuddered through her body but she never stopped sucking. “Oh suck my pussy Kelly! Suck it hard baby, I love it!”

Kate now positioned herself at Kelly’s tight pussy. She had strapped on a twelve-inch cock and pressed the head into his dripping wet rosebud. Kelly couldn’t see it but he certainly felt the big cock head slip into his tight ass. She slowly pushed more and more in, his ass spread open wide and his muscles quivered as she prepared to pound his virgin “pussy.” “You’re gonna take all this in little lady, the whole twelve inches, you’re going to remember this fucking for a long time, because it’s the best you’ll ever get!” Kate stroked the big cock in and out, slowly quickening her pace until the slammed the base into Kelly’s ass. Kelly came instantly in Missy’s mouth, she tried to take it all in but the slippery globules spilled out of her pretty mouth, dribbling down her throat and painting her tits white.

“You like this big cock in your pussy, don’t you? You horny little slut, fuckin’ take it all bitch!” Kate was going wild, slamming Kelly’s ass again and again, she held his ankles high above his head, pushing his stocking clad legs back past Missy as she continued to drain Kelly’s cock. Kate leaned in and licked some of the cum off Missy’s face and Kelly spread Missy’s ass open driving his fingers and tongue deep inside her.

Missy snapped Kelly’s garters against his legs as she watched in fascination. Kate’s sex drive was amazing, as was her own. Kelly felt the big cock massage places inside his body he didn’t know existed. He felt his cock harden even more than before as his sexy aunt pounded away at his smooth ass. His garters tugged hard as she fucked him harder and harder, his big titties bounced and jiggled as Missy climbed off to suck his cock from the side. He had to hold onto his boobs to keep them from slapping his face. This didn’t go unnoticed as Kate got even hornier watching him, “Oh yeah baby, squeeze those big titties for your auntie, I’m going to make you cum so hard your’re going to pass out!”

Kelly couldn’t hold back. Kate’s thick cock and Missy’s sucking was driving him over the top. “Ohhhh fuuuuck, I’m gonna cum again, oh fuck oh fuck!!!” Missy popped his throbbing shaft out of her mouth and began to pump it wildly with one hand while she rubbed her clit with the other. Kelly came with a mind blowing orgasm that shot cum onto Kate’s face and jiggling tits. And Kate was right Kelly passed out from pleasure. Kate pulled out and Missy ripped Kate’s cock off her hips, slammed her back on the couch and made her come twice more with her skillful tongue.

Kelly awoke in bed. Light streamed in from the windows. He thought he had been dreaming at first, about everything; the trip to his aunt’s, Missy Baker, and the whole night. But a light knock at his door, followed by the two beauties he had been dreaming about changed that thought. Missy and Kate stood in the bright sunlight; they wore skimpy baby dolls with satin boy shorts. Kelly sat up in bed, wearing a full-length royal blue satin nightgown with ruffled cap sleeves. He felt the heavy tug of the gowns shoulder straps and looked down into deep cleavage and satin clad nipples.

“Good morning sweetie! You slept so well. Did you have fun last night?”

“Yes, I had more fun than I could have imagined!”

“We thought so. You make a lovely lady, and you know it’s just us girls here, so we’ll have all sorts of fun this summer. We’ve got so many outfits for you to wear and so many toys to play with.” Kate winked as both ladies helped him out of bed. “I know you’re a little sore, but it’ll pass. Let’s get you freshened up for the day. How about the three of us have a soak in my big tub?”

“I can’t wait.”