[Please note: As you might guess from the title, this continuing story involves both golden and brown bodily materials, as well as menstruation, and is NOT for everyone. If you do not enjoy those subjects, please go no further, but look elsewhere for the kinds of stories you DO like. Please do not vote this down just because it is not your cup of tea or you disapprove. This story is pure fantasy and all characters in it are 18 or over. This story is the sixth installment of “The Toilet Club” and I urge you to read the earlier installments before reading this, in order to follow the storyline and better understand what’s going on. You will not regret it! Thanks.]
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Aunt Susan and her nephew Mike enjoy some menstrual love.
While Mike had been doing Meg’s bidding beneath her skirts in her bloody grotto, Susan had pondered what she might do when it was her turn. Meg was directing and enjoying Mike’s first oral contact with a woman’s cunt, and Susan saw no reason for her not to receive Mike’s second cunt licking. She realized that with the exception of their shit and piss play, she and her nephew had been remarkably chaste. They hadn’t even shared a French kiss, much less oral sex. That was about to change.
It was unfortunate that all these breakthroughs had to happen within the context of their periods, but that was the hand that they’d been dealt. Besides, as Meg had pointed out, there were many facets to pleasing women. Learning to love their menses was certainly one of them. Susan was looking forward to this intimate play. She was so horny and starved for the human touch that she’d probably even settle for finger-painting together, if it came to that. Luckily, under the present circumstances, there were plenty of fingers and plenty of red paint of a different sort. She’d just play it by ear and see what wanted to happen.
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While Mike was washing up and regaining his composure over at the sink, Susan gave Meg her sweetest smile and complemented her on her menstrual ritual.
“Wow, Meg! That was very intense. I’m sure Mike was thrilled to no end. I think I’ll put him through similar paces, but I’d like to change the atmosphere just a bit, if you’ll indulge me. Can you dim the lights to a kind of twilight and bring me a few tea candles and some matches? I’d like to build a mood of my own for Mikey’s experience with his Aunt Susan.
“Why certainly, Suze! Easily done. I’ve got some tea candles in my equipment cases. Do you need anything else?”
“Perhaps a couple of pillows and another big towel or two. I think I might receive Mikey’s ministrations horizontally, if that’s okay.”
“Hon, it’s perfectly fine. It’s your turn and you have you own style, as I well know. Go for it!”
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Mike had finished washing up and recovering from the intensity of his bloody encounter with Meg’s menstrual condition. He walked back to his Aunt Susan’s newly manifested erotic zone of dim lights, glowing candles, and its soft towel-covered pad. Uncannily, it felt as if he was back in her bedroom, just the two of them seizing the moment and fumbling their way to an embrace of their shared desires and shame.
Susan was seated in her chair, still fully-dressed, but not for long. Mike had already had the bursa escort underskirt grotto experience. Susan wanted to provide a few other experiences that should be part of the woman-pleasing curriculum. As Mike came over to stand before her, she arose and put her arms around his neck and drew him into a deep kiss. She didn’t even know if her nephew knew how to kiss a woman well.
It wasn’t long before she decided that although he was a neophyte, he had excellent instincts. Mike responded to the thrust of her tongue into his mouth, with a passionate tonguing that paid her back immediately. Their kisses were so intimate and erotic that they both felt themselves sliding into a zone of heavy arousal.
Mike’s aunt now lay herself down on her back on the pad, her head on a pillow, beckoning him to lay down beside her and share caresses together.
“Sweetheart, now it’s time for foreplay, that time when both lovers arouse each other and get themselves all juicy and excited for what lays ahead. This is very special and important. Don’t skimp on these preliminaries, Mikey. They are very crucial for pleasing a woman.
“You can kiss my neck, my ears, all over my face, and then move down to my breasts and kiss and caress them. You have my permission.”
Mike was very excited by this invitation. Though he and Aunt Susan had already been intimate in several ways, they had mostly been verbal or voyeuristic or depraved, like last night’s scat-play. Getting to sexually stimulate his aunt in “normal” ways was so unusual that it was almost exotic! He felt privileged that she was allowing him access to her outstanding hooters and god knows what else. The thought of getting her all hot and then actually fucking her was probably a fantastic dream, but maybe not. Things had certainly progressed in just three days’ time.
“I can’t wait, Aunt Susan! But let’s get some of these clothes off of you, if you don’t mind. Your dress is very nice, but it’s kind of in the way.”
“You are totally right, Mikey! Here, let me turn over and you can unzip my dress.”
Susan rolled onto her front and brushed her hair out of the way of the zipper tab atop her dress at the back of her neck. Mike pulled it down to the small of her back, and she rolled onto her back again, extricated her arms from the sleeves, raised her butt and thighs, and allowed him to pull her dress off altogether. Sitting up, she unfastened her black bra and tossed it aside, and quickly shed her black underpants. She was now only clad in black stay-high nylons and her pumps, which she kicked off to the side. She reached out and drew him to her, giving him a warm hug and allowing him access to her whole body. As he nibbled her ears and kissed her face and neck, she let her hands roam lightly over his muscular back.
Some of this was already familiar to Mike, as he’d had those make-out sessions with Cathy Delmonico. But this was especially exciting, as it was his aunt — the tit queen! — allowing him to fondle and play with her awesome hooters. God, what a rack! He lapped her areolas, feeling them crinkle up around her peg-like nipples, which received a gentle chewing of their own.
His aunt was squirming and breathing heavily, making cooing sounds as he handled her breasts more görükle escort confidently and deftly. Susan felt his handiwork affecting her swollen cunt, as if there were nerves crackling directly from her titties to her twat. The air was thick with the taboo aroma of her horny cunt, part love juice and part menstrual blood. It was embarrassing, really, and she hoped that Mikey was not too put off. But a glance down at his rampant boner reassured her that her nephew, pervert that he was, was entranced with the whole stinky and sticky mess.
“Mikey, you feel sooooo good! Now, some licking and sucking of my pussy would really do the trick. Here, let me remove my tampon and give you full access to my bloody wound.”
Susan snaked her hand down to her hairy twat and pulled the blood-soaked fibrous plug out of her vage and tossed it in Meg’s direction.
“Meg? Would you be a dear and dispose of that? I don’t think that Mikey needs a second one to suck on in the same hour! I’ll let him concentrate on my dripping puss.”
“Okay, Suze, but you owe me!” Meg said dryly. “Whew! This is a real stinker! Your flow must be ramping up. Mikey Boy ought to get a snoot-full.”
Mike shivered at their saucy exchange. He was about to plunge his snout into his aunt’s odorific cunt. Sure, it stank to high heaven, but he liked strong smells, especially those coming from Aunt Susan. This was totally awesome. He bet that Al, that utter fool, didn’t like doing this stuff either. Well, his loss!
“Now, Mikey, I think by now, you know what to do. I’d like a little of that same service you gave to Aunt Meg. There’s nothing like some nice cums to ease my cramps. Lick away!”
Mike moved his towel over as an extension of Susan’s and lay down on it with his head between his aunt’s thighs. He inserted his nose between her slimy labial flaps, snorting and sniffing. He was soon tonguing and sucking her cooze, while he pushed two fingers into the fishy grotto. The difference between his aunts’ beavers was striking. Meg’s was shaven and had a sour and salty tang to its bloody flesh. By contrast, Susan’s hairy cunt had a sweet and peppery glaze offsetting the fishy smell. And underneath it all, his aunt’s pheromones had an almost drug-like kick, drawing him in to feast upon her greasy flaps and throbbing clit. Mike could feel her body tense up as his tonguing drew her irresistibly toward a mighty orgasm. Her exclamations weren’t as demeaning or humiliating as Meg’s, but they were every bit as forceful.
“Oh, sweetie! Oh my! That’s so good, Mikey. Yes, please, keep licking like that! Now, just lightly on my clit. Please, yes, please! Oh my god!”
His aunt was bucking like a bronco, pushing her beaver into his face and mashing it all around. Mike knew he was a bloody mess, and a stinky one, too, but he didn’t care. He was laser-focused on bringing his aunt off, as if it was the last thing he did. She needed so much to cum, to feel some joy in her warped and lonely life. This was his duty this summer, to comfort his aunt’s shame and fulfill her depraved cravings. What could bring her over the top? Perhaps just a covert hint of their secret “toilet thing”? Did he dare? Yes, he decided. He paused for just a second in his oral onslaught and escort bayan stuck his right-hand middle finger into his mouth and got it all lubed with spit. Then returning to his cunt-licking, he poised his digit at her anal star and pushed it steadily all the way in up to his knuckle, wiggling it all around her rectal passage.
Susan was taken by surprise, My God, how did he know to do that? She felt herself melt down, riding his finger and rubbing her bloody cunt against his snout.
“Oh My God! Oh, Sweetheart! Fuck it! Fuck it! Aaaaauughhhh!”
She went off like a bomb at an ammo dump, surrendering herself to an ecstatic scream that tested the powers of the playroom’s sound-proofing. Mike held on to her flailing body, hugging her buns for dear life. He was rewarded with a squirting spray of bloody pee and cunt juice, drenching him all over. He let her go, rubbing his eyes and grabbing for his towel, as Susan twitched like an epileptic. He was a little taken aback by the force of her response, and tentatively reached out, trying to calm her with some soothing strokes.
“There, there, Aunt Susan, it’s okay, really, it’s okay.”
Susan opened her eyes wide and stared at her nephew as if she hardly recognized him.
“Okay? Just okay? That was unbelievable, sweetie! Maybe you should be teaching us in the pleasing department.”
Mike beamed with pride. This was turning out much better than he ever imagined. Suddenly, a devilish idea occurred to him. He brought his right hand up to his face and gave a surreptitious sniff to his middle finger which had been parked up his aunt’s keister. Yep, a bit ripe. He knelt close to his aunt and with his left hand on her thigh, he pushed the naughty finger between Susan’s plush red lips. Reflexively, she sucked it and then gave him an indignant look of startled realization of just where it had been. This rapidly changed to a guarded smirk as she pushed his finger out of her mouth with her tongue and silently mouthed the words “nasty boy!”
“Oh dear,” she thought to herself, “have I created a monster?” But as their eyes lingered, Susan recognized the impish love he was expressing. He had just given her a surreptitious reminder that they both shared membership in the Toilet Club and the summer had barely begun.
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As much as Susan thought that they should probably stop, then and there, and save any further sexual activities for later back home, she was just too agitated and aroused. She and Mike were naked together, and he’d just made her cum spectacularly. Did it really make sense to shut things down at this very moment? Surely not! The poor lad had serviced both Meg and her, but he’d gotten no release of his own! That was hardly fair.
Besides, she had created this special erotic twilight zone, tea candles twinkling, with their own special sense of intimacy. It was silly not to extend it a bit longer, allowing for her nephew’s further initiation into women’s mysteries. She’d shied away from it at first, but now it became clear: this was the perfect opportunity to take Mikey’s virginity. He deserved a loving embrace of his rigid cock within her warm pussy for his initiation into manhood. She certainly did not want to leave that milestone to Meg’s depraved proclivities. Mikey clearly wanted to fuck his Aunt Susan, and so he should. It was the most loving option.
To be continued
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