My auntie and I

[capteiji]

Wow!!!! I spent the whole moning reading after i join SBF this early morning!!!!!

How I wish I have such an auntie!!

[Aero66]

Here u go again, make us on our toe and let us wait.. u are dam good i must say

ha ha... dont mind waiting bro, good job, fantastic writing...

[heng49]

wat she said? wat she said?

camping & snoring

[chinchiahoe]

Originally Posted by Prosecutor

It's like a serial drama dat nt to b miss...!I guess till now beng still contact n fling with her auntie...

Bro Prosecutor, I don't think so lah. I remember reading somewhere that TS mentioned all this started in the 70s when he was a teenage boy. And his auntie was in her early 30s, if I don't remember wrongly. Now 30plus years down the road, his auntie should be in her 60s liao. So I don't think TS is still carrying on such a relationship with his auntie lah. Unless he likes GILF. Just kidding...No offense.

[songest]

There were various posts earlier about power of 62.
Bro heroseven2003 has 169073 points which is equal to power of 56.
Join date Jan 2006 equal power of 6.
So total power = 56 +6 = 62.

When one's point exceed 3000, you will have 1 bonus power, therefore 169073 divided by 3000 is 56 bonus power.
You also have power based on your length of member, oops I mean membership. Before 1st anniversary, u have power of 1. On your 1st anniversary, u will have 2 power. Join date Jan 2006 means past 5th anniversary therefore have power of 6. U can only gave this type of power provided your points is equal or higher than 35.
Hope this clarifies.
As an exercise, search for TCSS controller who has 66888 points and u can try calculate his power.
May the power be with us all.

[freedom1984]

Ts!! Don stop! I wan more! We wan more!!

[oahpekahsom]

wah songest well done...did not know how they calculate this

[nightstalker]

Donna humped in almost slow motion, feeling her son's cock sliding along the ... She could feel her clit scrape at his hard cock-shaft, and she breathed hotly. They moved in perfect unison, with Mike pushing his cock down as she lifted her

http://www.rusmature.com/e/2.htm

[rob_onny]

Bro Grouchycabi... great excellent story... pls carry on fast...
BTW, let me guess, ur Auntie said... "I long wanted ur hotdog"??
Next, do u mean someone saw u bonked ur Auntie from outside the window?

Originally Posted by grouchycabi

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"I'll make sure it doesn't happen ever again," I said.

"But, dear," my auntie answered quickly. "I might want it to happen again."

I lifted my head, looking at her. "You might?"

My auntie nodded her head. "Listen, dear Godson. I'm going to tell you something about your auntie. Listen closely, because you might like what I say."

[rob_onny]

Thanks Bro Songest... it's very informative...

Originally Posted by songest

There were various posts earlier about power of 62.
Bro heroseven2003 has 169073 points which is equal to power of 56.
Join date Jan 2006 equal power of 6.
So total power = 56 +6 = 62.
......

[rob_onny]

Sorry Bro Nightstalker, I don't catch ur ball... r u trying 2 hint something?

Originally Posted by nightstalker

Donna humped in almost slow motion, feeling her son's cock sliding along the ... She could feel her clit scrape at his hard cock-shaft, and she breathed hotly. They moved in perfect unison, with Mike pushing his cock down as she lifted her

http://www.rusmature.com/e/2.htm

[Istrike4D]

Dear TS

Can you tell us something about you and your aunt now? How is her body like and are her legs still solid at her age now? What is the relationship like? Will you still think of her at night? When you meet her, what do you all say?

I am asking this because I actually know a good friend who bonked his aunt. This aunt of his is his mom's younger sister. He is 23 when they did it and she was in her 40s. They have a 5-year affair before breaking off.

Now, whenever they don't meet at family gatherings. If at all they meet, they don't look at each other and they don't talk. Very sa.

[tan-tan]

I read every page!!

This is a hoax!!

Order a bowl of fish ball soup & given only 1 fishball!!

Zap me if you want but this is no substance!

[grouchycabi]

Dear bros, please bear with me as I had been very stressed, what with having to sell the house and divide the matrimonial assets and trying to find a place to stay. You won't know the headache until you are the one who kena the troubles. I cannot sleep tonight as I had been packing my belongings. I assure you that I will strive to continue whenever I could. Ok, to continue:

I lifted my head, looking at her. "You might?"

My auntie nodded her head. "Listen, dear Godson. I'm going to tell you something about your auntie. Listen closely, because you might like what I say."
I lifted my head from my auntie’s smooth warm bosom and looked at her dreamy eyes. I nodded my head and said, “Yes, Auntie, please tell me. I will want to know what you want to tell me.”
My auntie took a deep breath, sighed and said, her eyes suddenly looking sad, “I will tell but you must never tell your uncle this, ok? You have to promise me, all right?”

“Of course, dear Auntie. I promise.”

“I never had the education you are having. You are a good and clever boy and you study hard. Always scoring high marks in exam which make your mother and father happy and reassured. I was never given a chance to study. Since young, I have to help my parents at their hawker stall. They used to sell to tohua and tohua sui (soya bean curd and soya bean drink) in Chinatown. I helped them everyday from morning till night from the time I was eight years old. Business was good but the earnings were not much. That was because a lot of work was involved in the preparation of the food, having to grind the soya bean into a pulp and getting the juice out. It was tough work. I did not like it.

“One Saturday morning, when I was 18 years old and was alone manning the stall, a man came and bought a bowl of soya bean curd to eat. I had seen him previously because he had bought soya bean drink from us a few times. He was in his 30s and was very handsome. He was also very well dressed. He was friendly and he talked to me. He praised me for being pretty and told me that he was a photographer for a Chinese magazine. He said that with my looks and figure, I could be a model and the job paid good money. I became interested. He also said that he was a Fengshui Master and that from my looks, I should be able to become very successful in life. I wanted to earn good money so that my parents need not work so hard every day. The man then invited me to his studio which was in Tanjong Pagar. He wrote down the address and told me to go there the next day to try out. I readily agreed.

“The next day, without telling my parents, I went to the photo studio. It was not very big and it was very dark inside. The handsome man was there alone. He showed me in, closed the door and locked it, telling me that he did not want anyone to come in and disturb the photo session. He showed me his photo equipment and a few albums of photographs that he had taken. They were mostly of female models in sexy clothes in various poses. After a while, the man told me that we could start. He said that if he found me suitable, I should be able to become a famous model, or even a movie star. He then passed me a one-piece red dress and a pair of high black stiletto heels, showed me a small changing room with a long mirror and asked me to change.

“At that time, I was wearing a simple shirt and long slacks. I felt awkward removing my clothes in a strange place. But I was eager to become a model. After changing up, I looked at myself in the mirror and indeed I looked much better. I guessed it was the high heels. They accentuated the curve of my buttocks and my back. They made my bosom look fuller and my already long legs longer, leggier and sexier. The dress was also very short and showed off a lot of my white curvy thighs. I felt very glamorous.

“The man let out a wolf whistle when I walked out of the changing room. He looked at me from top to toes, smiled, and told me to sit down on a chair. He said that before we start, he would use his Fengshui skills to analyze my destiny to check if I could really become a famous model. He pulled another chair and sat down opposite me. He told me to hold out my right palm and started to read the lines on my palm. He drew his finger on my palm which was very ticklish. I giggled as I was not used to it. He said that from his initial reading, my life would be good. He said that I would be able to marry a rich man and have an easy and luxurious life. He then got out of his chair and asked me to stretch out my right leg. I followed his instruction. He asked me to point my toes. Then he touched the top of my thigh. My instant reaction was to jump.

“The man reassured me and said that it was ok. He needed to feel the “chi” on my legs to see whether I would have the health to enjoy a long life. I was very young and naive then and I believed him. He moved his hands slowly down my long white legs, feeling my flesh by squeezing my calf muscle all the way to my ankle. He told me my skin was very smooth, which meant that I would have a smooth life. He removed the black stiletto heels and then slowly ran his fingers through my sole. It was so ticklish that I screamed and tried to control the feeling. He touched each of my toes separately and lightly tugged and pulled at each unlike there was a cracking sound, just like how people like to crack their knuckles.

“I was feeling quite strange then as it was the very first time I was being touched by a man. Moreover, I was in a strange place and all alone. There was no one else in the photo studio. The man then told me that I had very nice toes. He said that my toes indicate that I would be a good wife. He said it was important that the second toe was not longer than the first. He then moved on to the other leg and did the same thing. He felt my flesh by squeezing here and there and slowly caress my long legs and the top of my foot. He removed the heels and touched the sole and the toes just like what he did with the other one. After what seemed to be a long while, he said that he was satisfied that I had what it took to become a good model. I was relieved when he finally told me to put on the heels again.

“He then got up and started to move and adjust his camera and lighting equipment. When he was ready, he asked me to stand in front of a scenery backdrop and to strike a few poses. I was not used to posing like a model and he had to come and move and adjust my arms, body and legs now and then. Whenever he touched me, I could sensed that he was very deliberate and slow and he would rest his hands on my body. After that, he would go back to his camera and he would start clicking away and he seemed very professional. The studio light was very bright and glaring and I felt hot after a while. It was also very stuffy there as there was no air-conditioning at all. I started to perspire and also began to feel tired. The man was very nice and he offered me a cold drink already in a glass which he took from a small fridge at the back of the studio. I gulped down the whole glass immediately. It tasted like lemonade and was very refreshing and I felt energised after drinking it.

“I continued to pose like a model after getting the extra energy from the drink. I even became more innovative and daring and started to strike sexy poses. I remembered those sexy poses from some magazines that I had found hidden in the top drawer of my father’s cupboard. The photographer was very happy with me and he clicked away on his big camera. After a while, I started to feel a bit weird. I felt as if the whole studio was moving and at the same time, I felt a hot and itchy feeling below. It was a very funny sensation. I asked the man how come the studio seemed as if it was moving and the man gave me a wicked smile. He then told me that the studio was not moving and that I must be imagining things. He came over to me and then he said to me, “We have to go on to the next stage of the photo session. I need you to remove the red dress now.””

[darkice]

Originally Posted by grouchycabi

Ok, for all my staunch supporters, here goes:


Her moan turned into a surprised scream of laughter as the feeling caused by
“You naughty boy! You dare to tickle your auntie? I will take revenge and tickle you till you pee all over!” “No, I won’t

Spurring me on were the screams, laughter, sighs and moans coming from my sexy auntie as she lied there, struggling to free her leg but at the same time not really trying hard enough, as she was probably loving every second of the attention I was giving her toes. Finishing with her last toe, I held her foot up higher, and not caring if it seemed weird, placed my tongue at the base of my auntie’s pink heel and very slowly licked the entire length of her foot.

"Oh my dear!" my auntie screamed hysterically. "Ohhhh, that is so itchy!" She struggled hard and suddenly, she managed to her lovely foot away from me. As I tried to reach for and grab it, I lost my balance and fell on top of her. I could feel my auntie’s creamy round breasts cushioning my fall and pressing against my chest. At the same time, I heard my auntie saying, “Ha, now I got you! “ and immediately, I could feel her hands clawing at my side as she tickled me with her slim fingers. I squirmed, thrashing my arms and legs as I tried to get away from my auntie. I managed to lift my body with one knee, other leg straightening out to one side to balance. I wrestled with my auntie, both of us laughing hard, as I tried to return the favour by tickling her sides and ribs. My auntie thrashed and flared her long white legs as she fought to get away from me, laughing hard. I caught her arms and pulled them above her head, pinning them tightly down. I was sitting on her flat stomach and trying to pin her still with my knees.

I could see my auntie’s tits heaving and moving as she squirmed her ass and bopped her hips up, trying to get me off her body. At this juncture, my dickie, which had softened initially from all the tickling and struggling, started to harden again and it slid out of my shorts and pressed against my auntie’s body. My auntie managed to get her arms free and they reached down and grabbed my ass. She was probably feeling the weight of my body and with a violent movement, she tossed me upward and I fell across her body. I wrapped my legs about hers, still poking at her ribs, making her laugh insanely.

Suddenly, there was a slight tearing sound, and with a sense of embarrassment, my auntie realised that her pyjama shirt had become undone as the buttons flew off. Her white creamy tits had sprung free, naked and were pressing against my chest. I could feel her brown nipples stiffen as they poked at my flesh. I moved, my hips rubbing against her and I could feel the hardness of my dickie's smooth purple head as it slipped against her naked thigh. I guessed my auntie could also feel it as she suddenly stopped struggling and she lifted her eyes and looked straight into mine. I also gazed down at my auntie’s face, my expression confused. She lay still, and felt me rubbing my dickie at her soft satiny thigh. She probably felt the wetness as my pre-cum oozed out of my piss-hole and scraped her near the
leg of her shorts. I could feel my auntie becoming breathless and excited. Her body trembled as her tongue moved over her lips. She said nothing.

I was also stunned by this sudden development, and finally, as if realising what was happening, I lifted my body, not all the way, but just my upper body. My dickie seemed to move, and I could hear my auntie gasped as she felt my cock-head pushed at the crotch of her shorts.

Comparing with the link given is very similar.


Her tits heaved and moved beneath the shirt, and she squirmed her ass and hips, trying to get her legs from under Mike's ass. She lifted her head, and saw her oldest son's cock pressing at her thigh, up near the leg of her shorts. Even though he was tickling her, making her laugh insanely, Donna could feel the heat of her son's cock on her thigh. With a violent movement, she tossed Mike upward and he fell across her body. He wrapped his legs about hers, still poking at her ribs. Donna felt the pressure of her son's body on her stomach, and grew weak. Ted still sat on her arms above her head, and when she tried to pull them free, one of her palms cupped his tight ass. It was a brief, accidental touch, but Donna's palm burned as she quickly adjusted her hand away.

There was a slight tearing sound, and with a sense of embarrassment, she realized the shirt had become untied. Her tits, naked, were pressing against Mike's firm, naked chest. She felt her nipples stiffen as they poked at his flesh. Then she felt Mike moving, his hips rubbing. She felt the hardness of his cock as it slipped against her naked thigh. Feeling that his cock was hard, she knew Mike had to be aware of her naked tits on his chest, and of her hot thighs on his cock. She lifted her eyes and looked straight into his.

Mike was gazing down at his mother's face, his expression confused.

Donna lay still, and felt her son rubbing his cock at her thigh. She felt the

wetness as his piss-hole scraped near the leg of her shorts. She felt breathless,

excited. Her body trembled as her tongue moved over her lips. She said nothing.

Then, as if realizing, finally, what was happening, Mike lifted. Not all the way, just his upper body. His cock seemed to move, and Donna gasped as she felt his cock-head push at the crotch of her shorts.

"Oh!" Ted gasped as his brother lifted. He saw his mother's tits, all naked, her shirt wide open. He stared at her stiff nipples, then jumped up and turned away, blushing.

Donna, still staring into her oldest son's eyes, left her arms above her head. Mike, with the head of his cock pushing against the crotch of her shorts, looked down at her exposed tits for a long time, then lifted his eyes to his mother's again.

"Mike ..." she said, her voice husky.

"I'm sorry, Mom," he murmured and slid from her, moving in such a way his cock was hidden from her.

Ted and Mike walked from the living room, and Donna remained on the floor, unmoving, but trembling. Her tits lifted as she began to breathe deeply. After a moment she sat up. Her cunt was throbbing hotly and it felt as if Mike's cock was still pressing there. She saw the wetness on her inner thigh, the wetness of her son's cock.

She went about her housework in a daze. Ted and Mike did not return to help. What had happened surprised her, but only because Mike had gotten a hard-on. Her own responses were no surprise. Of course Mike would get a hard-on, she told herself. She may be his mother, but she was still a woman, and he was a boy. Her body had made his cock hard, she knew. It had been the closeness of her naked thigh, his cock already sticking from his shorts. The touch of it caused his cock to turn hard, and by the time they realized her tits were naked, he already had a hard-on. When he had seen her naked tits, she had felt the powerful throb of his cock as his cock-head pushed at her crotch. Mike had, she felt - or wanted to think - almost come on her shorts.

The idea excited her. She wondered what he would have done if he had come off, spurting his hot come-juice against the crotch of her shorts. He had blushed with embarrassment, just as his brother had, when he saw her tits were exposed, but surely he had felt her hot flesh on his cock before that.

An hour later, Ted came out and mumbled a goodbye to her. She watched him leave, feeling bad about his embarrassment. It hadn't been his fault her shirt came open. But seeing her tits, his mother's tits, made him embarrassed. She wondered if Ted knew his brother had a hard-on. She watched Ted turn out of the front yard, and then put the vacuum cleaner away.

"I'm sorry about that, Mom," Mike said as he came into the kitchen where she was preparing vegetables for their evening dinner. "It was an accident."

"I know, baby," she said. "It happens sometimes. Don't worry about it."

Mike sat at the kitchen table. Donna felt his eyes on her, and she had to fight to keep her hips from trembling. She could tell he was looking at her thighs, at the shape of her ass.

Almost consciously, she shifted her weight on her feet, and the cheeks of her shapely ass bunched. She leaned over the sink, the paring knife in her hand, a carrot in the other. There was a tension in the kitchen that felt thick. She could hear her son breathing behind her, and it was heavy breathing.

Donna didn't know what to think. She didn't know how to react.

She saw, in her mind, the way his cock had slipped from his cut-offs, how it looked. She remembered how it felt on her thigh, so hot and hard. She remembered how it felt pushing against the crotch of her shorts, and her knees began to tremble.

"I'm sorry," Mike said again from behind her.

Donna took a deep breath, closing her eyes as a shudder rippled through her.

Watching her, Mike saw his mother's ass clench tightly under her shorts. He saw her trembling, and wanted to say he was sorry again.

"I'm sorry."

Donna whirled. "Don't say that!"

"I'm sor - "

"Oh, Mike!" Donna cried, her eyes moist. She leaned on the sink, dropping the knife and carrot. She gripped the edge of the sink with her hands, fighting back tears. "Oh, God, Mike! Don't say that again!"

"I didn't mean to ..."

"It was an accident, Mike," she said. "That's all it was, an accident. Please, don't say any more about it."