Charles's Education (closed for Slut Amazon)

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So, this was it, Charles thought. His parents had worried a bit about him going to such a godless school like Stanford, but he had a full scholarship and that was nothing to sneeze at. At least his aunt, Aunt Claire, had generously agreed to take him in and thus make it unnecessary for him to need to stay in a dorm or rent an apartment. In fact, her house was more than a little on the upscale side, very fancy and comfortable. She even had a maid, which was more than his parents could say.

Then again, the children had always been the "help" and he was free of that, too. Free of having to do everything he was told all the time. If he wanted to try some of this sin that he'd been warned against, perhaps Aunt Claire might not interfere. He had trusted that she would be a "cool aunt" and go easy on him....he had no idea just how cool she was bound to be, in fact.

For a nice Mormon boy like Charles, he was in for a rude awakening, starting at the airport, as he arrived and flirted a little shyly with the MILF of a stewardess on his flight. She, in fact, even wolf whistled at him and took the opportunity to lightly brush his butt through his pants as he got off the plane and walked toward the terminal. Well, she....Lisa, had been rather nice to him the whole way, even bringing him extra snacks and things like that.

But that was to prove to just be a preview of coming attractions. Charles knew only that Aunt Claire was waiting for him. He didn't know what to expect of her, not having seen her since Grandma's funeral. He had been 14 then....he was 18 now.....and he had jacked off repeatedly after that to a hopeless fantasy, of taking his aunt and making her his slut....that could never happen, could it? What if she had a boyfriend, after all?

As Charles went through TSA on his way into the airport waiting area, even enduring a little groping from a deliciously perverted agent, he was hungry, tired, and horny now...and he had no idea how he was to deal with any of that. He also didn't know what to expect....would Aunt Claire really show up in person, or would he need a cab?
 
Aunt Claire is her nephew's mother's younger sister,. She is 33 years old, blonde, 6feet tall and 225lb, strong build, 46D-32-44. She is voluptuous and fit, as she works out a lot. She often embarrasses the family with the revealing outfits she wears. And there are always those rumors that she always ravages someone at the party --- Her nephew is shy and perhaps smallish, and during family gatherings she often catches him looking at her, yet he seems too shy to talk. She wonders why?
Does he not realize that it is very rude not to talk to his Auntie? not to even say hello? Instead last time all he did was stare at her becoming very big and playing with himself!

But how could she not notice her nephew Charles playing with his big thing? *Did he know it was poking out above his belt?
Claire well remembers how at the last get-together, about 4 years ago she was wearing that tiny red dress with spaghetti straps and low-cut enough to almost show her nipples, and with the high split up the left to above the hip. Of course it was at a funeral, but this is Claire! Charles was forever positioning himself so as to peek through the split. She wonders, what was he looking for? to see if she was wearing panties? And she saw his reaction when he found the answer ...
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And now Charles is coming to Stanford school on a scholarship, and it is arranged that he would stay with her and her liv-in maid so as to save on accommodation costs, and, besides, we are all family are we not? Claire just hopes that Charles, boy who has had a strict Mormon upbringing, would fit in here.
She goes to the airport to wait for him in the arrivals hall --
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Charles Randall

Charles saw her at last....Aunt Claire. He grinned with a little confidence as he reminded himself that she was going to be a cool aunt at least. Give him advice on girls, probably....practical advice that his parents never would. Maybe give him advice on school, too. He could tell that she was different from Mom and Dad....especially Mom, who still didn't know that Dad secretly lusted after her sister. Charles knew, but he also knew that like him, Dad had never dared to make a move. She was off-limits, right? Like father, like son, he guessed.

Except that Charles wasn't that 14 year old anymore.....and he had a rebellious streak that he hid from his parents. And he planned to get laid long before he married.

Figuring that he could at least feel Aunt Claire's hot body against him if he hugged her, Charles ran toward his and started to give her a big bear hug.....well, as much as a rebellious, pasty, nerd his age could do. Looking at his larger, Amazonian aunt, he realized that he needed her advice on bulking up, too.

"Aunt Claire, thank you for meeting me here!" was all he could say for now.
 
"Well hello Charles!", says Claire as the young man runs towards her. Claire remembers Charles as a smallish 14-years-old boy, and she has to say that he has not grown all that much since then. "That's right -- come give me a hug! It is good to see you again! She returns the hug, and discovers that part of him, at least, has grown. She keeps her big bare arm around him and keeps him close into her as they continue greeting each other.
"Oh you are welcome!", she says as she gives him a sudden strong squeeze into her. "I would not let you try to find me on your own now, would I?
"Come on let's go find your bags and come to my place!"
 
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Charles Randall

Aunt Claire gave him such a hug, he could feel it....it was very close. Very tight in her arms and against her fine body. His seven and half inches were also rather thick....disproportionate given his family's unfortunate tendencies. His mother's vegan ways were at fault, he suspected. Perhaps he could get some meat and dairy, among other things, in his diet.

Balance, right? Well, his athletic aunt would know, wouldn't she? She seemed very worldly, very physically fit, and very....Californian. Not to mention very friendly.

"Thank you, Aunt Claire. Yes, I am eager to find my bags. I think that we're going to get along just fine," he smiled.
 
Claire still has her nephew Charles in a hug, and can feel clearly his hardening lengthening erection pressing into her groin. She turns so that his cock is pointed upwards towards her pussy, and with a hand on his bottom she lifts him up hard into her.
"Yes Charles!", she says. "I think also that we are going to get on just fine!"
She lets him down and they go to the baggage carousel.
Claire easily carries Charles's bags out to her car, a big Lexus. She puts the bags in the trunk and motions to her nephew to get in.
"Ok let's go!", she says as she gets into the driver's seat.
She is aware that he is probably getting a view. Her dress does have a tendency to ride up.
 
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Charles Randall

Charles can't believe how frisky his aunt had behaved....was she teasing him, or was she really trying to seduce him? Or was she even aware of what all she did? He had to wonder.

He just knew that he loved it...his large, Amazonian aunt, lovingly flashing him a bit of her ass....carrying his bags without him asking, when he had been expecting to do so himself....yeah, he really wanted to get in shape and make her proud. She had the right idea....buff up, get strong. Eat healthy, but well. Work out. He wouldn't be that 100 lb. weakling when he saw his parents again.....

Would he even be a virgin? He had his doubts and he hoped that he wouldn't be. Surely, his sexy aunt would have plenty of ways to help him lose it, wouldn't she?

"Might I ask you a question? Don't take this the wrong way, because I don't mind either answer....but....are you still in the Church, or have you left it?" Charles asked nervously, knowing that if she wasn't, she might be understanding and even if she was, she seemed a bit lukewarm about it.....thankfully.
 
As Claire is taking her nephew to her place they are talking away. Claire is asking Charles about his studies, what he hopes to achieve, and the people he will meet, and any sports etc he might be interested in? Claire's legs are in full view, and from the side Charles may even get a view of her breasts also.
And then Charles tries to catch up with any of his aunt's news --
"Well!", says Claire, "yes I am still in the Church. We can both go there together if you like", knowing full well that Charles is very religious, with that upbringing he has had. However, whether Claire's ideas of what to wear when going to Church coincide with those of Charles might be open to debate...
In due course they arrive at Claire's mansion.
 
Charles Randall

"I want.....I want to muscle up, just like you. Get strong. Become more buff.....you can help me with that, right? Maybe with a diet and exercise program to do that? I've been a vegan thanks to Mom, but that doesn't seem like a good plan for my physical needs.

"As for Church....well, let's just say that I suspect we're both a bit....more open-minded than the Elders, Bishops, and Stake Presidents care for....am I wrong? For instance, I'm.....a virgin, but I don't know how much longer I wish to be one. Doesn't mean that I'm not a Mormon, but I guess I'm not a very good one," he blushed a bit as they spoke.

"As for school, I want to do well and keep up my studies, but I do want to have a little fun, too."

As they got to her mansion, Charles tried to help Claire out this time, but felt as if he wasn't much help given his scrawny build.
 
"Muscle up? Become strong? Those are admirable goals!" Claire glances at Charles dubiously; at his small somewhat thin frame, and pale complexion. It seems obvious to her that he has not done much active with his body at all, not much training, sports, physical activity etc. She is fully aware that genetics have a big part to play in the physical aspects of a person, but she has also worked very hard to get the body she has. However, she does not want to discourage his aspirations, if only for the reason to get him outdoors and more active, and to eat better food than that damned restrictive vegan diet.
"Well!!", says Claire. "Well yes I can give you some pointers about muscling up and becoming stronger, but be prepared for some very hard work. And you need good nutrition and hydration; none of this vegan nonsense!
"But I think I can make things fun for you here as well! As for studies, I don't think I can help there. But you know what some Roman poet said? 'Mens sana in corpore sano' which basically means that with a healthy body your mind will become full and healthy"
In the meantime they arrive at Claire's mansion, but the conversation goes on --
"Oh Church? I think we should go along. So what if we are more open-minded than is comfortable for the elders? Besides, I think the congregation deserves a thrill every now and then.
"You are a virgin? Oh dear --
"But I suppose with that mother of yours that is understandable"
Claire retrieves Charles' bags and carries them herself, to save embarrassment. They go inside and she shows Charles up to his room, upstairs, which is furnished with the usual needs for a student; big bed, desk and chair, sofa, internet connection etc. She leaves him there with his bags, shows him where the bathroom is, and tells him to come down when he has cleaned up etc and they can have a refreshment.
Charles may discover that his room is opposite the master bedroom.
 
Charles Randall

Charles smiled as he heard everything that his Aunt Claire had to say to him. He found her train of thought most appealing....he loved the idea of shocking the elders and such....and a healthy regimen of diet and exercise, that sounded very good. She was very smart, this aunt of his, and very worldly, very sophisticated....just the right kind of mentor for his life.

"Thank you for all of this, Aunt Claire. This has been very sweet of you, very hospitable. I owe you a lot for being there for me. My parents don't much approve of my going here, just putting up with it for the scholarship. I can't count on much help from them, anyway. They're nice folks and I love them, but they're not exactly aware of everything around them, how the world is changing...that sort of thing. Do you go to a gym or is it strictly at home?" he wondered.

He couldn't help but admire his aunt's toned body, too, as she gave him a guided tour of the place.

In the shower, he couldn't help but violate yet another teaching of the church and jerk himself off, masturbating quickly to relieve the lust inspired by his Amazonian aunt....
 
"Oh you are very welcome!", says Claire. "It will be a pleasure having you here. I do hope I can be some more use than merely a crash-pad for you while you do other things.
"As for your parents, I can perhaps understand why they were not keen on your staying with me. But it is so convenient and practical here!
"Sometimes I go to a gym, but must of my working out is done here at home in in the local park. I don't like the swaggering and testosterone which go on in a gym.
"So on Sunday it is agreed? We will shock the elders?
"Anyway, Ill change and get a few things ready. You must be starving! Come back after your shower and things"
 
Charles Randall

"I agree....it can be a bit much. And I do hope that we can be very close," he smiled, "including little pranks like the one you suggested."

After the shower, Charles headed down to meet up with Claire, wearing a nice pair of shorts and T-shirt that he had sneaked past his conservative parents. They disapproved of men wearing shorts instead of pants, but he loved the feel of them....and he loved going commando in them.

"Hey, that was a very nice shower. I hope it wasn't too long. What with the drought and all that," he remarked, feeling a little guilty over jerking off in it, even blushing a little.

Already, his short refractory period showed itself, as he felt himself stiffening again just by seeing Claire and admiring her figure.
 
In the meantime Claire gets some drinks and nibbles ready for when Charles comes back. He seems rather apologetic about taking showers when there is a drought on.
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"Oh no that's fine!", says Claire. "It mainly affects those people who water their manicured lawns all day. Now I ask you! Who in his or her right mind would want to water a lawn or do anything to it to add to the work one must do on it? I don't suppose you noticed that I have largely abandoned my lawn."
Claire does notice her nephew's bulge, and judging by its definition she suspects that he is going commando. Just like she is --.
"Anyway, take a seat. What would you like to drink?"
She is curious as to if he can sit down without too much awkwardness.
 
Charles Randall

"Well....I've never had a beer. What do you think? It's illegal at my age, though. And I wouldn't want to drink too many....too many carbs and calories, right....," Charles stammered, unsure what else to say.

He was truly aroused by being around Aunt Claire by now....didn't know how to avoid showing it. His bulge grew by the second as he nodded.

"So....I've heard rumors about you....and Dad. Was there ever anything between you two?" Charles had heard rumors, but how true they were, he had no idea.
 
"Oh, I think it is all right. Certainly one beer will not hurt. And it is important during a drought to stay well hydrated, don't you think?
Claire stands and goes to get a cool Boston Lager for Charles, and a fruit juice for herself.
"What is this about carbs and calories? Do you know I do not watch or control every molecule of food I eat or liquid I drink? As long as you take a variety, the body manages perfectly well, thank you!
"Oh? And what rumors have you heard? Nothing terrible I hope ...
"Between me and your father? I would like to invoke the Miranda rights ...
"Why, what have you heard?"
 
Charles Randall

Charles now blushed a bit as he drank, but he already felt bolder, despite the beer not yet being in his system.

"Well...hope you don't get offended. There have been rumors that Mom doesn't like you being around Dad because....supposedly you two were....caught fooling around with each other now and then," he coughed a bit, somewhat flustered.
 
"Oh!", says Claire. It would take a lot to get me offended.
"I have noticed that your mom seems rather cool to the idea of talking with your father, but I can honestly say he is a very nice man and you should be glad to have such a person as your father and teacher. Oh, and by the way, has he said anything to you about me? I am just curious ....
"And we will have to attend to your needs here as well. After all you are still a growing boy, even if you are quite a bit bigger than the last time I saw you ...."
 
Charles Randall

"Dad.....gets very uncomfortable whenever Mom starts pontificating about you. She doesn't like you much, as you know. He gets very agitated and notably steers the subject away from you, which makes me think that he doesn't really agree with her, but doesn't want to get a Monday sermon, so to speak. Mother has her virtues, but she is very strict about some things....diet, dress, conduct, etc. She would put some bishops and other Church officials to shame," Charles felt very sheepish.

He fought not to gawk too much, but as the beer took more of a hold of him, he became slightly bolder.....what was the harm in looking.....just looking, right? What trouble could come from that, aside from his bulge, that was.....

"Any help would be appreciate, Aunt Claire," he stammered, more than a little flustered at his realization of how he had rationalized lust for his aunt....
 
"Mmmm!", says Claire. "I think I can understand why your father gets rather uncomfortable when your mom starts talking about me. Let's just not talk to much about it, though, shall we?
"I can just say that your mom and I are rather different, despite us being sisters.
"And I understand what you say about some bishops and Church officials. I can categorically say that not all Church officials and priests and others are totally straight-laced.
"Yes, I would love to give you whatever help I am able to give."
Claire notices that her nephew seems to be giving up any show of pretending not to look at her, and his bulge is very obvious, extending up to below his waistband. She politely makes no comment about this, however.
"In the meantime, why don't you go and clean up and get yourself set up in your room? Then perhaps we can do something together after that, if you would like --"
 
Charles Randall

"Good idea," Charles smiled nervously, "I have a bit to unpack, don't I? Thank you, Aunt Claire....for everything."

He gave her another hug and set to work, getting whatever he could in order, so that there would be less hanging over his head. Already, he was enjoying life here. Clearly, this was not what he had exactly expected, but that was a good thing, right? Between living with his much cooler aunt and going to Stanford, life was bound to improve from what he knew back home in Salt Lake City.
 
Claire returns her nephew's hug with interest, felling his erection pressing and rubbing into her groin and lower belly. She grinds somewhat against it and then lets him go.
"It's a hot day, don't you think?", says Clair. "After you have settled in, why not come and join me by the pool out the back?"
Claire changes into a bikini and wrap, and takes some nibbles and drinks outside, setting them up on the picnic table on the lawn by the pool.
Claire and pool
 
Charles Randall

"Very hot.....but it's not the only thing that sizzles around here," Charles grinned as his aunt let him go.

He could already imagine what she had in mind near the pool, given the way that she kept teasing him. It made him even more eager to get finished unpacking and he did it with remarkable efficiency, figuring that any mistakes could be corrected later as needed. He was very aroused by his aunt and he knew that the very least they would have some fun....it was just a question of how much fun.

When he was done, Charles indeed joined Aunt Claire by the pool, wearing his swimming trunks, of course, not sure what else to expect, other than the sight of his sexy aunt in her bikini.....
 
"It isn't?", says Claire. "I wonder what you are implying? I'll see you later!"
Claire is enjoying herself lying in the sun when Charles comes outside to join her by the pool, after doing whatever unpacking and setting up he needed to do in his room. Knowing most young men, that is not much.
"Well Hello Charles!", she says. "What a lovely day. I feel like a swim!
"Last one in is a brass monkey!", she says as she springs up, runs to the pool and dives in.
 
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Charles was really tenting now and there was no way that Aunt Claire could have missed it, so to have fun with it, he went with his devilish idea that just occurred to him....he slipped off his trunks and dived completely nude into the pool. He thus went skinny dipping for the first time in his life....
 
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