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Staying With My Aunt and Uncle, Part 1

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Category: Male-Female (MF)
Submitted by: Bruce Age: 54 Gender: Male

A Rousing Time in Western Australia

When I was twenty I first ventured interstate, away from our home in Melbourne (Australia) to stay with Aunt Irene and Uncle Bert, who lived in an old farmhouse in Western Australia on the remainder of what had once been a large rural property. Both were about fifty, pleasant and cheerful on the phone though I had not met them personally.

Arriving in Perth, I took a train, a bus and several lifts to the beginning of the country lane that wound its way to their house, and set off on a fine fresh country morning to walk the rest of the way, surrounded by lots of trees, bushes and bird life. I couldn't tell them exactly when I was due, but they said they'd be home anyway.

The front gate was open, so I walked up the drive to the house and pressed the doorbell. Nothing happened, so after knocking once or twice, I went around to the back of the house, coming across them both in their garden, naked except for hats, shoes and suntans! Since nudism had never been part of my rather sheltered family life, I was a bit shocked at first and their faces also registered complete surprise, but they recovered immediately, smiled and welcomed me. There was no point in covering up now. "We didn't tell you we were nudists and you didn't let us know exactly when you were arriving," scolded Irene, though I could sense she wasn't really mad at me. Even though she was no longer young and her breasts sagged a bit, her nudity and the faint scent of her body perfume had an immediate effect on my penis. Irene turned to Bert, who seemed amused by it all and remarked "I told you to fix that doorbell, didn't I?" rather tartly, I thought. "Well, I think we should get dressed now," she decided, and I followed them back to the house, shielding my erection with my luggage. I saw Bert finger his own behind Irene's back and thought how naughty that was. Irene put on her dressing gown straight away, while Bert, escorted me to my room, still naked. "We don't normally greet visitors in the newd," he apologised, seeming to stare at my shrinking crotch while flaunting his rather large, dangling, uncircumcised organ, and grinned. I thought it funny that he should say that while still naked, so I grinned back, though failing to comprehend fully.

My first lunch with my relatives was a little strained at first, with politeness all round. Bert and Irene had put their clothes back on, and we chatted about anything other than nudism. Lunch over, Bert announced he needed to drive into town to pick up some spare parts, and would I assist Irene with her chores around the house till he got back in a couple of hours? No problem with that. We became quite friendly and I found myself telling her more about myself than intended. As my mother's sister, Irene knew I grew up in a protected, rather strict family so there was no need for her to ask if I had ever tried nudism. She told me that Bert was a bit of a worry to her sometimes. He was a simple soul and not only a nudist but an exhibitionist as well. Since I had been guilty of exposing myself on several occasions, I secretly sympathised with Bert, though did not tell Irene. "For all his faults, he's a great lover," she added, though I had not asked.

While helping Irene hang out the laundry, I finally plucked up the courage to ask her about their nudism. "Oh, Bert takes his clothes or his pants off when he feels like it, which is most of the time. Sometimes if it's a hot day, I join him. If it's cold I might just wear a top." The thought of Irene walking around with her beaver showing got me aroused again. Realizing my curiosity, Irene enquired "Are you interested in joining us? Would you like to try it?" She smiled.

"Now?"

"If you like."

"Okay." I daringly unzipped my pants while her back was turned and pulled out my penis. Then I turned back to help her, waiting for her to notice my indecent exposure.

"That's not what I meant," I heard her say.

Irene was staring at my cock, by now fully out and up. Remaining dressed, she said nothing, then finally, "How often do you do this to women?"

I felt very ashamed at what I'd just done. "Not very often."

"How were you hoping I'd react?"

"I dunno."

"Well, I think we need to talk about this soon. As for now, you can either put it back where it came from, or take all your clothes off. Now."

I stripped completely, watching my erection subside and feeling rather vulnerable.

"That's better," said Irene, and for once I detected a hint of a smile. "We'll make a nudist out of you yet."

I didn't understand what she meant until she slowly took off her shirt, then her bra, followed by her jeans and finally her floral cotton undies. She stood facing me, legs slightly apart. "You can look at me up close if you like. Satisfy your curiosity. I'm in no hurry."

My penis immediately swelled again. Like worshipping a goddess, I knelt between her legs and unashamedly stared right up at her vulva, trying to keep my erection at its peak with one hand till I was ready. Seeing my interest in this part of her anatomy, Irene came a little closer, spread her legs wider, parted her vulval lips fully with both hands, bent her knees and slowly lowered herself onto my face. "See, this is my clitoris," she said, pulling back its hood and massaging it gently. My knees were shaking so much I let my penis go and gripped the backs of her thighs for support. As I closed my lips around her swollen clitoris, my penis spontaneously erupted onto the grass behind her. Irene pressed my head into her vulva with both hands till I was done. "Haven't been with many women, have you, dear?" She seemed slightly amused.

She reached down to feel my limp sticky penis and clasped it gently.

"Now isn't that better than frightening women in the park?" I had to agree it was.

TO BE CONTINUED

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