About a month before my 19th birthday, my parents sat me down and told me
the news that they were getting a divorce. I wasn’t really surprised since
they had been sleeping in different rooms for over a year, but the worst
part was that they wanted me to spend the summer with my mother’s twin
sister, Aunt Linda, who I haven’t seen for over 3 years. We all thought
that Aunt Linda was strange because she has never been married. The rumor
in the family was that she was a lesbian.

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When I arrived in South Carolina, I was amazed at how much Aunt Linda looks
like my mother. I knew that they were identical twins, but it is impossible
to tell them apart. On the way to her house, Aunt Linda told me that she
knew I wasn’t exactly excited about spending the summer on a farm, but she
promised it wouldn’t be all bad.

When we got to her house, she took me around the huge house and showed me
all the rooms. Then she told me that the house was used in the underground
railroad during the old days before the Civil War. I had read about it in
school, but really didn’t know much about it. She told me that over the
years she had found quite a few secret doors, passageways, and hiding places
through the house. I asked her to show them to me, but she said that it
might be fun if I looked for them myself and it would give me something to
do on rainy days.

After about a half hour of looking, I found a small lever on the inside edge
of the bookcase. I pulled it out and one entire section of the bookcase
pushed in to reveal a opening. With flashlight in hand, I went forward into
the passageway. The passages seemed to wind all around the huge house.

On the 2nd day of exploring, the batteries on the light went dead. At
first, I couldn’t see anything, but as my eyes adjusted to the light, I
could see rays of light passing through small holes in the wall. The first
hole I looked through was to the kitchen, where I saw Aunt Linda washing the
dishes. After watching her for a minute or so, I began to search for other
holes in a effort to make a mental map of the passageways. There was at
least one hole in every room on the first floor and I also found a few other
secret doors on that day.

After a few days of searching around, I told Aunt Linda that I found all the
secret passages and she seemed really surprised. She told me that it took her
months to find them all and had thought that there may be some that she
never found. She then asked if I was sure I had found them all. I told her
yes I did and they go all around the house. She smiled and said,”oh that’s
all you found.” She then told me that they go up and down and Uncle Jake
even claimed to have found one that led to the barn.

So, after dinner, I excitedly hurried off to the passages again. This time
taking the flashlight to see what I had been missing. Sure enough, I found
some secret doors leading up and down. I climbed up first, and walked along
a very narrow passage on the 2nd floor. I heard water running and turned
off the flashlight to see if I could see light coming from any holes. At
the far end of the passageway, I saw several beams of light.

As I peeked though one of the holes in the wall, I saw Aunt Linda in the
shower. At first, I couldn’t move, I just stood there like a zombie and
watched the soapy water running down her naked body. As I watched my hot naked auntie, my
dick began to throb. I unzipped my pants and let them fall to my ankles and
pulled out my cock. As I watched her slide her hands over her soft breasts
I stroked myself. It didn’t take long for me to cum and I tried to control
myself to keep from moaning to loud and I milked the last drops of cum from
my dick.

I began looking at my aunt in a new way from then on. I became obsessed
with watching her. She always seemed to take a shower or bath at the same
time every night. I even found a hole in her bedroom where I would go to
watch her while she dressed. A couple of weeks of this went on until one
night I had found my way to the hole in bathroom wall and she wasn’t there.
I was about to give up, thinking I had missed her already. I took one last
look and then felt a tap on my shoulder.

Aunt Linda was standing behind me in a thick white robe. It was obvious
what I was doing and I didn’t know what to say, so I just stood there,
waiting to be slapped or something. In a really soft voice, she asked me if
I had been watching her. I slowly nodded my head, expecting the worst. She
just smiled and said it was OK because she had been watching me too. My jaw
about hit the floor. She then took my hand and took me to a small secret
door that led right in the bathroom.

She then turned the shower on, let her robe slide on to the floor, and then
stepped in the shower. I guess I was in shock or something because I just
stood there and watched her until she asked me if I would like to join her.
I quickly got out of my clothes and got in the shower behind her.

She then called me her dirty little boy and said that “Mommy” was going to
wash me. She started with a sponge and ran it along my chest and then got
on her knees and slowly started to soap up my hard dick. She lightly
stroked it a few times and asked if it hurt. I said, “yes Aunt Linda.” She
smacked my ass hard and told me to call her “Mommy.” I then said, “yes,
Mommy.” I was rewarded with “good boy” and deep kiss on the lips.

Then she turned off the shower and dried me, then herself off. I stood in
the middle of the bathroom with my cock looking like a flagpole. She then
told me it was time for bed. She took me by the hand and led me to my room
and tucked me in bed. She asked me if I wanted to hear a bedtime story. I
was up for anything at this point and eagerly said, “oh yes Mommy, tell me a
story.”

My “mommy” began telling me a story about a little girl with a ice cream
cone. I have no idea what the hell she was talking about, but she slid her
hands under the covers and started stroking my cock while she was talking
about how the little girl kept licking the cone. Finally she pulled the
covers down and asked me if my penis still hurt. I said, “yes Mommy, very
much.” She asked me if I wanted her to kiss it and make it feel better.
Before I could answer, she was licking and sucking my cock. After a few
minutes of this, I exploded in her mouth. She swallowed every drop. Then
she pulled the covers up and kissed me goodnight.

The next morning, she woke me up with breakfast in bed, as usual except this
time she fed me each bite. Then she took me to the bathtub and bathed me.
We had sex several times each day for the next week. At first, I thought
the mommy thing was just a sexual game that she was playing, but she finally
admitted that she liked little boys and had often seduced many of the boys
in town and that she didn’t like adult men and that is why she never
married.

For the rest of the summer, I was her little boy and at the end of the
summer I called my parents and asked if I could stay with Aunt Linda. My
father didn’t understand, but the divorce was final now and mother had full
custody, so she decided we could move in with Aunt Linda.

Aunt Linda and I continued our affair, and although I was afraid we would
get caught, she said always not to worry. After a couple of weeks, I
started becoming a little perverted and began not only watching my Aunt
Linda, but also my mother. I guess I thought that since they looked the
same it was like looking at the same person anyway. I began to notice small
differences between them that I never noticed before. The main one was the
my mother had a small scar on her right hand where she had cut it as a
child.

One night I was in my bed, when I felt a hand on my cock which was followed
very quickly by a mouth. The mouth sucked furiously and much harder than
Aunt Linda had ever done before. I moaned and said, “oh God that feels
great Aunt Linda.” I forgot to call her “mommy” and for once she didn’t
correct me. I flipped on the light as I was about to cum and as I exploded
in her mouth, I noticed a scar on her right hand.

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