Aunt Marie My Dirty Girl

Fbailey story number 446


Aunt Marie My Dirty Girl


After many years of being away I came back to my hometown and looked up my Aunt Marie. I was sixty-two and she was sixty-nine years old. She looked fifty and she was a very doable sixty-nine too. She sure liked her wine though. She offered me some but I told her that I no long drink, having given it up many years before.

I spent an hour mostly complimenting her on her beauty and talking about all of her husbands, her two children, and her grandchildren. During the course of our conversation I told her that she must still look good in a bikini. She laughed and said that she didn’t even own one anymore. After she finished off that bottle of wine, I realized that she was feeling pretty good. So once again I asked her about a bikini and saw her blush. She said again that she didn’t have one. I told her that a bra and panty cover more than most bikinis do these days and she agreed with me. Then I asked her to model in just her bra and panties for me. She blushed again.

I opened another bottle of wine and poured a glass for her. Then I asked her to show me her underwear drawer. I followed her into her bedroom and she pointed to the top drawer so I opened it up. I looked at the worst collection of underwear that I had ever seen. She needed to go shopping desperately. Way in the back and hidden under an old pair of granny panties, was a bright green matching set that was brand new. When I asked her who gave them to her she said that her sister Betty had given them to her on her birthday as a joke. I asked her to put it on for me and then I went back to the living room. A while later her head came out, she said that she was really nervous, but excited too. Then she stepped out where I could see her. I could tell that she was shaking so I told her to close her eyes, take a deep breath, and relax. Just as she took in that deep breath I snapped a picture. Her eyes flew open and she asked me what the flash had been. I smiled and showed her my camera telling her that I just couldn’t resist her beautiful body.

Surprisingly Aunt Marie said, “Okay. I guess one is as bad as ten.”

I mumbled, “Or a hundred.” But she chose not to hear me. Anyway I had her turn to the side for another picture that showed her rounded belly, her sagging breasts, and full butt rather nicely. Then I took a picture of her back showing just an inch or so us ass crack above her pretty panties. I took a picture of her other side completing the sequence. I walked closer and startled her a little, so I backed up and used my zoom feature to get in closer. I guess she didn’t understand modern technology.

When Aunt Marie spilled some wine and got a paper towel to wipe it up I watched her squat down. She was not very lady like with her knees way out to the sides but I sure enjoyed the view. So I too squatted down and snapped a few pictures of her pussy stretching the material in her panties to the maximum. The zoom showed a wet spot in her bright green panties.

She became quite comfortable around me in just her bra and panties so I left it at that for awhile. I filled her wineglass, complimented her some more, and took some more pictures. She really seemed quite relaxed in just her underwear around me. Then I asked to see her underwear drawer again. I picked out the oldest most worn out bra that I could find and the biggest thinnest pair of granny panties, and then I asked her to put them on for me.

When Aunt Marie came back out of her bedroom, her breasts were bouncing around in that old worn out bra and I could see the darkness of her pussy fur through her panties. She even cooperated when I asked her to get on her hands and knees on the floor for me. I told her that I wanted a really nice shot of her breasts as they hung down. I took pictures from the side and from the rear too. I put the camera on the floor almost directly under her pussy and took a picture of her hanging breasts. I sat the camera down and rubbed my hand along her panty-covered pussy from the side. She was warm and damp. She cooed and told me that it felt really good. My other hand then when under her belly and inside her panties right to her clit. She was really moist and she jumped when I hit her sensitive clit. I took a few seconds to pull her panties down and put both hands back on her pussy. She enjoyed my stimulation of her through several orgasms.

Then I touched her asshole with a finger. At that she said, “Oh yes, make me a dirty girl, make me your dirty girl.”

Confused I said, “Tell me what a dirty girl does.”

Aunt Marie replied, “Oh a dirty girl likes it dirty. My second husband made me his dirty girl. He would fuck my ass and then make me suck his dirty cock afterwards.