The Joy of Aunty 
By Crossmanx
There's nothing more enjoyable than getting to know your Aunty


By Crossmanx at crossmanx@hotmail.co.uk - Comments and ideas welcome

The Joy of Aunty

Wayne and Cliff walked around the house and through the side gate that lead to
the garden, they were both quite muddy after their football match and as usual
there was a bucket of water and a couple of towels waiting for them near the
rear door. This was so the mucky boys could wash off any obvious mud before
entering the house, once they had gone through the normal routine of washing
down, they entered the rear door that lead into the utility room. Inside and
the lads stripped down to their boxers, placed the dirty kit straight into the
washing machine and were now allowed to enter the house. Wayne's Mum, Lynda,
instated that the boys did this as she certainly wasn't going to clean up
after them.

The door that lead from the utility room into the large kitchen had a glass
panel in it which allowed the lads to see inside and notice at the far side of
the kitchen a blond woman leant over the worktop reading a magazine. Her back
was to them but both lads recognised her instantly as Kay, she was Lynda's
younger sister, only by a year or so and coincidently Cliff's Mum and Wayne's
Aunt. The lads, still in just their boxers made their way, silently, into the
kitchen, the cousins nodded to each other a 'see you later' gesture and split
up. Cliff headed further into the house and towards the stairs and Wayne made
his way across the kitchen to where his Aunt was.

Cliff made his way up the stairs, at the top he looked around, it was all
quiet, the door to the master bedroom was open and he though he heard a sound
from there, so headed that way. In the Kitchen Wayne had made his way across
the kitchen without making a sound, as he reached his Aunty his hands reached
out and came to rest on her slender waist. She didn't move, jump or anything,
she just turned the page of her magazine and carried on reading.

Upstairs and Cliff entered the bedroom, he could see the door to the en suite
was open and steam was pouring out, obviously the shower was on, he walked
through the mist to the shower. At the door he dropped his boxers, smiled and
opened the door, the shower was empty! In the kitchen Wayne had moved himself
closer behind his Aunt, he's leaned forward and was gently kissing her neck,
still the woman turned the pages of her magazine with an air of total
disinterest about her, even as his hands moved off her waits and up to her
large breasts, nothing! When Cliff had opened the shower door he had expected
to see his naked Aunty Lynda there, all wet and soapy, and Wayne had expected
that his wondering hands and lips on her neck would have provoked some
reaction for Aunty Kay.

Cliff waved the steam away to check, but still the shower was empty and
Wayne's hands where now holding onto his Auntie's large assets with no
response! Suddenly THUD! A cold wet flannel shot out of nowhere and hit Cliff
in the face, great shot, and there stood and naked, giggling and smiling Aunty
Lynda. Downstairs Wayne's hands gave a gentle but firm squeeze, which was
followed by a sudden burst of laughter as Aunty Kay could no longer keep a
straight face and keep up the pretence of ignoring her horny Nephews
attention.

The mischievous Aunties had had their fun, they enjoyed teasing the boys
before ravishing them. The tall, fair haired Aunty Lynda, with her bottle of
extra lather gel pushed her cute Nephew Cliff into the shower cubical ready to
devour him. Whilst downstairs the shorter, blond haired Aunty Kay turned round
and kissed her adorable Nephew Wayne as she prepared to enjoy his body.

Much later, after the lads had delivered and satisfied the women and the
Aunties had sucked and drained their Nephews of everything they had to offer.
After Lynda had been banged in the shower, over the sink in the bathroom and
in her bed and Kay had been had on the kitchen table, over the dining room
table and whilst on the washing machine, during the spin cycle. After Cliff
had had his cock sucked off in the shower and then been straddled on the bed
and Wayne had had his cock manipulated by very experienced hands then had it
plunged between a pair of large tits. After all that and a number of hours had
passed very enjoyable by, the ladies now found themselves sat relaxing in
dressing gowns, Lynda kept a spare one for her sister for these occasions!
They sat in the living room enjoying a glass of wine, delighted with yet
another great performance from their Nephews and glad their husband's golf
days took so long.

The boys were resting, Wayne was in his room fast asleep and Cliff was in
Lynda's bed also catching up on some much needed rest. After all the lads had
played a hard game of football and had an even harder time satisfying their
Aunties, so they were entitled to be tired. The young lads had pandered, quite
happily, to the older women's sexual needs and now needed to recover.
Downstairs the women chatted and enjoyed the wine, and then both of them
received a text message at the same time. Lynda and Kay looked at each other a
strange feeling came over them both, this was usual. They reached for their
phones and checked the messages, their faces dropped as they read 'Hi Girls,
it's me, I'm back see you soon!'

The women looked back at each other, a shocked and slightly worried look on
each of their normally attractive faces. They knew exactly who the message was
from and it was that that worried them. In an airport some miles away a tall
dark haired mature woman, replaced her phone back into her bag after sending
her text and then stepped up to the passport control. The officer looked at
the passport 'Mrs Joy Hardy', he looked at the photo then up at the very
attractive woman. "Thank you Mrs Hardy, is your husband travelling with you"
she looked at the man and "I hope not he's dead!" The officer was taken aback
by this "Oh I'm sorry" "don't be, I'm not." Joy Hardy picked up her passport
and left, 'first things first, time I met up with my sisters again!'

Two weeks later and at Lynda's house, she and Kay where in the kitchen,
talking, deep in discussion over a glass of wine. There had been no fun with
the Nephews that day, which had disappointed the young lads, to say the least,
but they knew something was up, even if it wasn't their cocks. The boys knew
that their Mothers and Aunts where worried, something was going on and they
were being very secretive about it all. As the women carried on their
'private' conversation out of ear shot, the boys wondered and hoped they would
be dragged away soon for a good seeing too. But as they looked at the time
this hope drifted away, it was getting late and their fathers would be back
soon from their golf game 'what was up with these women?'

Just then and almost on cue, the answer came in the form of the doorbell
ringing, the women conversation stopped and just looked at each other, as if
they knew who was there just by the tone of the ring. Wayne also thought the
tone was different, the doorbell sounded a lot deeper, darker for some reason,
'maybe the batteries where flat ... ... Hold on the doorbell doesn't take
batteries?' Lynda got of her stool and went to the door; she stood there for a
second, composing herself and taking in a deep breath, then opened the door.

As the door opened "took you long enough" and along with this sarcastic
comment in strolled a tall figure that Lynda knew all too well. "Hello Joy,
it's good to see you too" The towering woman looked down at her younger sister
"I doubt that darling" then carried on into the house, as if she owned it and
towards the kitchen where she suspected her other sister was. At the doorway
Joy could see Kay sat there "and there's my other darling sister" the
expression on Kay's face firmly said 'I don't believe that!' As Lynda joined
them in the kitchen, Joy went over to the display of glasses, took one,
inspected it shrugged her shoulder as if to say' it will have to do' and
helped herself to wine from the opened bottle.

"Sorry, would have come round earlier but I got distracted, people and things
to see and do!" 'God only knows what that could mean' the sisters thought. Now
what followed was what seemed to be a very long and painful, semi polite
conversation between the sisters. The 'how are you' 'sorry about poor Allen's
death' 'what are you doing now?' All were met with a short answer that gave
Lynda and Kay no indication as to what their sister really meant or what was
happening. Joy said little about her late husband's death, all they knew was
there was an accident whiles Joy and Allen where living abroad and he was
buried there, where ever there was and that was that.

All very strange, but all very much in keeping with their sister and her
normal ways and manner. As the conversation stated to dry up Joy's attention
was drawn to some movement she had noticed further into the house "do I think
that there is someone else here that I haven't met yet?" Lynda and Kay looked
at each other, they knew this moment would come and had hoped to put it off
"it's just Wayne and Cliff, there just playing around." The last time Joy had
seen her Nephews they were just small kids and Lynda hoped to still give that
impression to her older sister. But just then the two, now grown up lads,
walked past the kitchen "you two, come here!"

Joy's command, and the sound of a new female voice stopped the lads in their
tracks and they head back to the kitchen. As they entered the room the boys
caught their first glimpse, in a very long time, of their 'other' Aunty and
she got an eyeful of her grown up Nephews! There was looks of awe from the
lads and a dirty smile from the woman. Joy, with her filthy grin, took in the
view of one dark haired and one fair haired lad, both good looking and with
strong firm bodies. Their where obviously into their sports and played
something or the other, their faces had a sort of roughness to them but still
with that young, cute look.

The lads also took in a new and delightful sight, that of their Aunty Joy, she
was the oldest and tallest of the sisters. As she stepped forward to 'inspect'
her Nephews, the lads got see her in all her glory as she towered over them,
good she was tall. From foot to head she just looked stunning, dressed in a
set of dark brown high heeled boots that went half way up her calf's and meet
a pair of black leather trousers. She didn't need the high heels, she was tall
enough, but it did give her even more dominance with her height and then the
pair of tight leather trousers that hugged her sharply long legs. At the top
of the trousers was a belt with a large skull shaped buckle, a slight give
away to Joy's 'personality!' Going further up she had on a tight fitting
leopard skin pattern t-shirt, that again hugged her body, her very well formed
body. Both lads' noticed that her expose arms where big, powerful looking, she
had toned muscular arms. Even though she was an older woman, it was obvious
that she looked after herself, and her body. The lad's eyes now moved to her
large breasts that the t-shirt clung to and held nothing back, Wayne and Cliff
both knew that their 'other' Aunty was big in that area, but Aunty Joy had out
done them!

When the boys managed to drag their gaze off of her ample tits they could now
see her face and how good looking she was, her long jet black hair came down
past and over her broad shoulders. Her dark piercing eyes now held the boys
gaze as they looked at her, and at the same time sending a cold chill down
each of their spines. Then her dark red lips slightly tweaked as she gave the
hint of a grin as she eyes up her Nephews, "my, my they have grown up haven't
they!" Aunty Joy stepped forward and reached out to the boys, grabbed them and
pulled them close to her, a loving hug from their Aunty! The boys where seized
and thrusted each into one of her large breasts, Joy held her Nephews there
for a moment, enjoying the young lads faces pushing against each of her tits.
Wayne and Cliff where quiet happy, they might not be able to breath but they
didn't care. The only people upset where Lynda and Kay as they watched their
toy boy Nephew's being manhandled by their older sister!

Finally Joy released the lads, all now very red faces and with very broad
smiles, she turned back to her stool to sit down, giving the two lads a view
of her great arse as well. Aunty Joy may be dressed a bit 'trampish', leather
and leopard skin did tend to give a slutish appearance, but on her and with
her body, and gorgeous looks, somehow she made it all look quiet stylish.
Slutish and stylish all at the same time, add to that her overall look of a
strong, dominant woman and you had Joy, you had Aunty Joy! She was the black
sheep of the family, or maybe the black wolf of the family would be a better
description, a wolf with large teeth and a fierce bit. The sister's knew that
this 'wolf' wanted to sink her teeth into their secret, into their toy boys,
their lovers and they were not best pleased their sister had turned up!

"Why don't you boys run along now, I'll catch up with each of you later!" The
confused and smiling lads mumbled a goodbye and left, it had been a long time
since they had seen Aunty Joy and each of them was looking forward to getting
back to know her again! Her Nephews had certainly grown up, the last time she
had seen them they were both playing with a train set. She wondered now what
their 'trains where playing with!' Joy looked across at her sisters, she could
see the look on Lynda and Kay's faces, she looked over to the two lads who
were leaving and had turned back to say their grinning goodbyes again, then
she realised! The satisfactory smug now on Joy's face told Lynda and Kay that
their secret was out 'Dame!' Joy didn't see a problem with her sister enjoying
their Nephews, especially as Wayne and Cliff were also her Nephews, so she
could also enjoy them as well, in her own way!

Before the conversation about 'who's fucking who' could start the front door
opened and in walked two men, well it was just Trevor and Simon, Lynda and
Kay's husbands. The two men chatted away, an air of disappointment in their
discussion as they talked about not being able to complete their game due to
... ... Their conversation came to an abrupt halt, as did they, as the sight
of 'Joy' came into their view. It was if they were both paralysed as they
focused on the three sisters and in particular the tall, older one! They both
swallowed hard "hello dear brother in-laws, I see you're pleased to see me!"
Joy was happy, in the short time she had been there she had met her, now, cute
Nephews and obviously made an impression on them. She had found out her
sisters dirty secret and now she had scared their husbands. Not bad for a few
minutes work, she wondered what the next few weeks could bring.

Joy didn't have to wait that long to find out as the next day it all began.
She was board so have driven around to Kay's house to see what was going on,
but her sisters car wasn't there, Simon's car was. Still Joy went up to the
door, she banged on it until an annoyed and red faces Simon answered it.
"What's the matter couldn't hear me?" Joy said as she strolled passed him into
the house, as she waltzed in she caught a glimpse of a figure quickly moving
out in the kitchen. Which was where she headed towards, but before she got
there she heard a soft click, as if someone was leaving the house quietly by
the rear door.

As Joy reached the kitchen she found it empty, Simon was quickly behind her,
he looked around at the empty room and Joy noticed that he seemed a 'little'
relived! "So Simon who was she?" The tall woman looked down at her brother
in-law with a very disagreeable look on her face, he went a bit red as he
started to splutter and defend himself "I ... I don't know what you ... ... "
Joy was making her way around the kitchen, her keen eyes had already noticed
the two half empty cups on the side and the woman's scarf that had fallen to
the floor. "She's a neighbour then is she this woman you're fucking?" Simon's
stopped mid-sentence 'how the hell did she know that!'

Simon's face told Joy that she was right, even though it had been quiet
obvious, she had seen no cars parked down the road and only a regular visitor
to the house, like a neighbour, would have known where the easy exit would be
in an emergency to avid been seen! Joy turned to Simon, she smiled, that
wasn't good for the man "look Joy it's not what you think I ... ... " WHACK!
Today the woman was dressed in black boots, leather leopard skin pattern
trousers and a tight brown top. Boots, leather and leopard skin again, she had
the dominate bitch look, and it was her boot that now shot up and caught the
man under his jaw. Simon went flying backwards and out of the kitchen, Joy
knew that her sister, sister's, where having their own fun, but for Simon to
be 'playing away' well that was something she couldn't condone!

As he staggered backwards he managed to keep on his feet and regain his
balance, the woman's boot had only just caught him and surprised him, that's
why he'd staggered back. If she'd hit him squarely he'd have been taken off
his feet. He checked his jaw, it stung and ached from her 'lucky' strike "what
the hell was that ... ... " THUD! Again the man wasn't given the chance to
finish his sentence as Joy moved forward quickly and struck again. But this
time she got her distance and timing right, as her fist drove forward and
struck the man properly.

Simon spun around under the force of the woman's now more impressive strike,
this time she struck his jaw just right and this time she hurt him. As he
spins around Joy's boot kicked out again, this time it landed squarely in his
back sending the twirling man flying. Her boot had catapulted Simon straight
into one of the large leather chairs in the living room, it stopped him going
any further but also made it possible for the woman to now pounce on him and
grab him. OOUUUHHHH!

Strong female hands now grabbed onto his arms, she pulled him up and back then
CRUNCH! ARRRHHHH! Her knee drove up and forward, straight into the small of
his back, she held him in the painful position, pulling back on his arms and
upper body while pushing her knee further into his spine. The tall woman had
control of the man and could have held him there in that painful position for
a long time, to make him suffer. But she also had other ideas, Joy fell
backwards and still holding onto the man she took him with her, as she fell
she used her knee and leg to push the man and flip him over her THUD! Joy hit
the floor SMASH! OOOWWWWW! Simon was tossed over, he sailed through the air
and went crashing into a sideboard, ornaments scattered and there was a loud
cracking sound of either wood splitting or Simon breaking!

The woman got to her feet, quite pleased with how that had gone, Simon on the
other hand was still on the floor and curled up in a heap in considerable
pain. Joy reached down and grabbed him by his hair and yanked Simon up onto
his feet. Just then the front door went and in walked Cliff and stopped, the
sight that welcomed him was that of his dominate Aunt dragging up his obvious
hurt Father by his hair. It defiantly wasn't what he had expected to see when
he got back home that day!

Aunty Joy just looked at her Nephew, her express said 'stay!' and he did just
that. He watched as Aunty Joy got his Father back up onto his feet, he
staggered a bit as the woman inspected him "you see Cliff your Father here has
been very naught, haven't you?" She grabbed Simon by his hurting jaw "he's
been seeing someone behind your Mother's back, been disloyal to her and
disrespectful. What should we do to him Cliff, what should we do to someone
who's having an affair?" Still holding onto Simon, Aunty Joy looked over to
her Nephew, a deep stern look on her face 'Shit does she know about me and
Aunty Lynda?'

The tall woman didn't wait for the lad's reply, she could see how nervous and
scared Cliff looked, which suited her just fine. Joy turned her attention back
to Simon WHACK! Still holding the man she drove her fist hard into his gut,
winding him and making him wobble, then she pushed him backwards and
WOOPSSSHHH! THUD! Cliff was shocked as he watched his Aunty Joy push his
Father away then throw herself into a stunning spin, her leg and boot came up
and around and smashed into the side of the man's head sending him off his
feet and flying.

As Simon crashed into an unconscious bundle on the floor, Joy turned towards
her Nephew, the stunned lad stood there unable to move his legs, either
through fear, shock or just plain awe of this amazing woman. Cliff stood there
as she approached him, froze to the spot and as she got to him her hand
reached out and grabbed the lad by his jaw. "Your Father's been a naught man
by fucking the neighbour ... " 'Dame' Cliff thought 'I wanted her' " ... ...
But you Cliff you've been even naughtier ... " 'Uh-Oh that didn't sound good!'

Aunty Joy looked deep into his eyes " ... You've been fucking your Aunty
haven't you, and it's not been me!" There was a hint of 'maybe this isn't that
bad' then THUD! 'No, he got that wrong!' Aunty Joy's knee had shot up high and
pounded into her Nephews gut, winding the unexpected lad and shocking him at
the same time. He was trying to gather his breath and coping with the sharp
blow that had doubled him up as his Aunty once more drove her knee up into
him, driving the remaining air out of him and dropping the lad down to his
knees. Joy grabs her Nephew by his hair and yanks his head painfully backwards
ARRRRHHHHH!

He looks up at his talk dominant Aunt, the strong woman looks down at her
naughty Nephew SMACK! Her free hand, in the shape of a clenched fist drives
across his face "I'm very disappointed in you Cliff ... " SMACK! Another
backhand wallops him " ... you grew up so cute and decided to fuck my sister
first ... " SMACK! " ... not your brightest idea was it?" SMACK! She pounds
him again not allowing or expecting him to answer her.

The lads head is hurting and spinning, but a new pain takes over as his Aunt
drags him to his feet by his hair. Once up she grabs hold of him by him
t-shirt and hauls him up off his feet, she held him there, feet dangling and
sound of his t-shirt splitting at the seams. "But maybe I'll be kind to you"
she places her free arm in front of Cliff's face and flex's her muscle, the
boys eyes grew as his Aunt's biceps expand, he's seen nothing like this
before. "Show me how much you love your Aunty Joy boy!" Cliff needs no more
encouragement as the pain in his head seems to drift away as he leans forward
to kiss his Aunty flexed muscle. It gives him the strangest feel and the woman
a sense of total control, as his lips touched her he could tasty her sweat and
feel her soft skin, but most of all was the sensation of kissing her muscles,
of kissing this strong woman who ... THUD!

She releases her hold on him and the Nephew falls to the floor, the tall Aunt
steps over the fallen lad and CRUCNCH! She grips his head between her strong
leather clad thighs, then squeeze, hard! Cliff feels a sudden vice like grip
around his head, it goes very quiet then there is some muffled sound as if
someone is speaking very far away. His head spins, there is a sudden feeling
of his blood rushing all around his body as the room starts to spin, it's a
wired, sickening and frightening experience as he tries to unsuccessfully
struggle. Joy looks down at the pathetic attempt from her Nephew to try and
escape her grip "let's see if you can hold out for longer than your Father did
the first time I put him in this hold." The boy scuffles but not for long,
even though to him it seemed like a age he was held between his Aunts strong
thighs. Finally he drifts off into a deep dark world of unconsciousness. Joy
looks at her watch and releases her hold on her Nephew, allowing Cliff to drop
to the floor "not bad, much better than your Father ... You may be of some use
after all." With that the woman looks around at the fallen Father and Son,
grins and leaves.

The next day and Joy drives up toward Lynda's house, her phone rings again,
it's another call from Kay, after what Joy did to Kay's husband and son the
day before it's no wonder there are a number of missed calls on Joy's phone.
But the tall dark haired woman isn't concerned, she finds it quite amusing
that at last Kay is angry enough to try and do, say something.

Joy knows that Simon, when he came to, would have called Trevor, Lynda's
husband and told him about what had happened, those two were as thick as
thieves. And if Simon was having an affair then Trevor would be as well, those
two loved to brag and try and outdo each other. When she gets to the house
again there is no sisters car there, Joy goes around the side of the house,
her instinct told her this would be best, and as she entered the rear garden
'Bingo!' There was Trevor, with his back to her and on his phone " ... ...
Look you know it's not the best time for me to get away, especially now
there's something going on and I have to keep you ... I mean keep things quiet
at the moment, things are going on, look babe I ... " He turned around as he
was talking; the shock on his face at seeing Joy was quite amusing to the
woman.

"No carry on Trevor, tell your 'friend' there what's going on!" The man looked
horrified "I ... I ... " Joy took a couple of steps towards him, then without
thinking straight the man dropped his phone, turned and started to run. Why he
had run Joy didn't know, the garden was surrounded by high fences and she
couldn't see Trevor being able to jump or climb them. Fear makes people do
strange things, but it did give her the opportunity to try something she'd
seen in a movie and always wanted to try out. The woman quickly grabbed hold
of a garden chair near to her and her strong arm flung it at the running man
CRASH! ARRRRHHHHH! 'A hit!'

The chair flew through the air and pounded into Trevor as he tried to run away
from Joy, it sent him tumbling and crashing to the floor, hurting him and
downing him all at the same time. Joy walked over, reached down and picked up
the man's phone; she listened to a frustrated woman's voice, a voice she
didn't recognise and certainly not her sister's voice. "So Trevor you've been
a bad boy too have you?"

Joy walks over to the fallen man, the chair, a metal one, had hurt him as it
crashed into him, the woman kicked it out of the way, then WHACK! Her boot
kicks the man so he rolls over and is now looking up at her, Joy was dressed
in leopard skin boots, tight brown leather trousers and a black t-shirt, she
looked dominant and sexy, and she still had a thing for boots, leather and
leopard skin! Trevor was more focused on the look in her eyes, he was just
about to start his 'defence' when THUD! ARRRRRHHHHH! Before he could speak Joy
had brought her boot crashing down on his crouch, "sorry, was you going to say
something?" Joy twisted her boot harder into his groin, the man cried out in
pain as tears ran down his face 'Oh God that hurt!' She dropped the phone onto
the hurting man's chest; the other woman's voice could still be heard calling
out Trevor's name. "Do you want to tell her you won't be able to fuck her
anymore?" She twisted her boot even harder, just to make her point clear to
him. Joy stepped off the man, much to his relief; he rolled over clutching at
his groin, trying desperately to handle the pain the woman had dished out to
him. She walks around Trevor as he lay there in agony, then reached down and
dragged the hapless man back onto his feet, as he came upwards she couldn't
resist throwing her knee up into his gut to hurt him some more. Then she
followed it up with CRACK!

She'd dropped down then drove her clenched fist upwards, straight into the
man's jaw, sending his head flying backwards followed by the rest of his body.

Trevor staggered back under the force of Joy's blow and his arms flew out to
the side, then Joy's strong hands reached out, grabbed hold of him and
WOOOSSSHHH! THUD! She'd seized Trevor, turned, pulled him off his feet and
sent him over her shoulder and down into the ground. As she had thrown the man
the side gate had opened and a surprised Wayne had entered the rear garden to
see his dominant Aunt throw his Father. For a moment the lad just stood there
as he wondered 'what the hell's going on', but even so the lads recent, even
though short, reaquantance with his Aunty Joy should have told him that this
woman was someone 'different!'

The lad carried on watching as the tall, dark haired woman reached down at the
man on the floor, his Father, her hand grabs onto his shoulder and in one
powerful move she yanked at the man, pulling him up off the floor and spinning
him around. As the man twists through the air and turns to face the woman,
everything is a blur so he didn't see the boot that came crashing his way and
slammed hard into his body THUD! Trevor was again sent flying; and Wayne still
couldn't believe what he was watching, he instinctively made his way to help
his Father.

Joy saw the lad move and turned towards him, she held out an arm and pointed a
finger at him, the 'don't' finger, which unfortunately for Wayne he mistakenly
ignored her command! But Aunty Joy was more than ready for anything her Nephew
could do WHACK! She spun round and throws her boot into the lad, Wayne goes
staggering backwards, he shocked, stunned and hurt, but still on his feet.
Aunty Joy not satisfied with that, she twists onto her other foot and throws
herself into another spin, this time with more vigour and CRACK! Now her other
boot slammed into Wayne's chest, the lads eye's nearly popped out, due to
suddenness and force of the blow that hit him and this time it sends him off
his feet. He's catapulted backwards and landed harshly on his arse. As he lay
there wondering what just happened there was a loud cry of pain and then
silence. Wayne pushed himself up in time to see Aunty Joy standing over his
unconscious Father. Whatever she had done Wayne hoped for his Father sack it
was quick and painless, but he doubts it.

Then the dominant Aunt turns to her Nephew and makes her determined way
towards him, 'Oh Crap!' A panic driven Wayne turns over and starts to scramble
his way across the grass and away from his fierce looking Aunty and to some
kind of safety UUUHHHHHH! But the young lad is not a quick as he thinks he is,
as strong hands grab hold of his scurrying feet and haul him back towards her.
As he still tries to desperately escape, her powerful hands grab and grip
their way along his body, as he tries to escape from her. But her strong hands
keep him down until she has him by his shoulders and is pinning him to the
ground. A now worried, scared, Wayne jolts and jerks around with his Aunt
leaning over him hold him down, he's like a fish out of water flapping
uncontrollably around.

The woman turns him over and looks at him, looking into his eyes as he lay's
there wondering 'what the hell is she going to do to me', especially after
seeing what she did to his Father. Wayne gets a strange feeling of want,
desire, lust, fear and dread all at the same time as she looks at him. Aunty
Joy looks stunning and is the most unique woman he's ever seen SMACK! She
slaps the lad harshly across his face WHACK! And again! WALLOP! She hits him
again, he flinches but doesn't want to take his eyes off of her, it's the
weirdest of feelings he has SMACK!

She reached down grabs him and hauls him up onto his feet in one swift moment,
the lads stomach turns as he fly's up, then it hurts as the woman's fist
drives into him, winding him and doubling him up THUD! A sharp thigh now
pounds into the side of her Nephews head, spinning him and his head around and
around. He staggers and stumbles away from her, then there is a sharp blow to
the back of his legs and the lad fall down onto his knees ARRRHHHHHH! His head
is yanked back by his hair and now Wayne is looking up into the eyes of the
tall woman, his Aunt. As he knells there looking up at her, Joy places her
leather covered thigh next to him "show the proper respect and I'll make this
quick for you."

Somehow Wayne knew what to do as his Aunt released her grip on him, he leaned
forward and kissed the brown leather trousers that wrap around her strong
thighs. He closed his eyes, the smell of leather fills his nostrils and he
could feel the firmness of her thighs through the leather on his lips, it was
wonderful WOOSSHHH! THUD! A sudden sharp blow and the lad's sent into
darkness, falling to the floor and into unconscious, another brother in-law
and Nephew are out cold.

It was the next day and both Trevor and Simon had had their second beating, if
only a verbal one off of their wives, the boys Wayne and Cliff had tried to
stay out of the way, as their parents had obvious 'issues' to sort out. But
they had also been collared and berated by their mothers, even though they had
done nothing wrong! In truth Lynda and Kay were more annoyed at their sister,
they knew their husbands where both 'up to something' but it gave them an
excuse to have their own little fun with each of their Nephews. OK the
women's, marriages weren't perfect, who's are? But everyone got along,
everyone was having their 'fun' and the women were getting screwed regularly
by their horny, cute Nephews. That was until Joy came back!

The women where round at Kay's, the wine was opened and they were just hoping
that their 'darling sister' wouldn't spill the beans about their little
secrets. Just then the women both received a text message, they looked at each
other and feeling of dread came over them 'Hi girls, just to let you know your
secret is safe with me, so far. I'm going to take some of the pressure of you
so you can concentrate on your marriages. I'll be getting to know my Nephew's
better, sure you won't mind. Will you?' The women looked up from their
messages and together "The Bitch!"

A short while earlier both Wayne and Cliff had also received a text message
from their Aunty Joy 'Cum visit me now!' She then text them each the address
of the apartment she was staying at, both lads where surprised to see each
other as they arrived, each had hoped he was the one she wanted to see, alone.
But Aunty Joy was greedy, why have one Nephew when you can have two!

The door to the apartment was unlocked and the lads nervously entered, they
had already learnt to be wary around their Aunty Joy as they stepped inside.
The door to the bedroom was open and then came their 'orders' "in here, Now,
the pair of you." The boy's did as they were told, at the door to the bedroom
they looked in to see a large bed and on it was their Aunty Joy. She was
dressed in just a very attractive set of leopard skin underwear and on the
floor was scattered an array of different boots, leather trousers and tops

She lay there and looked from Wayne to Cliff "so boy who's going to fuck their
Aunty then?" They couldn't believe their ears and both stepped forward
instantly, "Stop!" 'Oh dear had they done something wrong?' "In my bedroom
'you' don't wear anything, now get outside, undress and get back in here
quickly!" The boy's had never moved so fast, and a few seconds later they were
both stood there naked in front of her bed. Aunty Joy inspected what her
Nephew's had to offer and could what her sisters liked so much about these
lads.

She patted the bed next to her on each side, an indication to tell the boy's
they had permission to join her on the bed. They eagerly accepted her
invitation and climbed onto the bed to join their Aunty "now then let's get to
know each other ... and boys if you don't impress you know what's going to
happen to you. If you please me I might stay around a bit longer to enjoy you,
if you displease me I'll beat you and your never have the opportunity to adore
me again!" Wayne and Cliff knew that having their Aunty was going to probably
be the most joyous experience and also the most excruciating if they didn't
get it right. But looking at their stunning Aunty they both knew it was well
worth it.

The two lads each took one of her firm arms each and kissed it, as they
started to worship the strong woman and her muscles that had already defeated
them once. They kissed and paid homage to her toned biceps with their lips,
Aunty Joy lifted her leg and indicated to Wayne he was now to use his lips to
worship her powerful thighs and that Cliff was to adore her strong abs. Yes
Aunty Joy was going to enjoy getting to know her Nephew's and the boys were
determined to last as long as they could, as they enjoyed having the
opportunity to please their Aunt.

While the boys adore her she removed her bra and held each of her large
breasts "Boy's!" They looked up at her "come here I have my own boy's here for
you to play with and the first one of you to makes me cum is in for a very
special treat!" The joy of getting 'to know' their Aunty had only just begun!