So I descided to play with my blocks in my mom's room. I poured out the blocks next to her dresser and started building a castel. On the inside, I was...so horny that it made me want to pull my little pig tails off. I had to wait until nightfall to watch porn on tv and it was 7-8 hours away. Then I heard something, a buzzing."huh? What's that?" I wondered as I pushed my ear to the dress. I opened it and saw a big pink vibrator. I took it out and turned it off(not knowing what it was). Then I. Pretty soon i heard the bed creaking, Dad was giving her a good seeing to, my cock was raging hard as I listened to them fucking, Dad was a lucky old bastard to be humping her. I wanked myself to sleep listening to Mom moaning as Dad rode her. Next morning Dad went to work, she was having a lie in, I opened her door quietly and sneaked in, the covers were thrown back and she was sleeping soundly, she had a night dress on, I gently lifted her night dress to look at her pussy, she had no panties. Jessie wore pantyhose all the time. I was absolutely convinced her boyfriend, my “Uncle” Courtney, had a pantyhose fetish and that she indulged him. She would let me rub her legs when I was little but my Mom would get angry soon after and make me stop. I remember they once came to visit on a Saturday evening when I was five years old. When they arrived to my house Jessie’s suntan pantyhose contained several runs and significant snags. I was fascinated by the runs as it was the first time I can. Our kisses were urgent and passionate and our tongues were dancing. ‘Make love to me Bill’, she whispered in an almost pleading tone, ‘no Bill don’t make love to me, I want you to fuck me … please Bill fuck your Aunty’. I guided my hand to the top of her thighs and she instinctively moved one leg enough for my fingers to find her opening. As expected her labia were swollen and the entrance to her vagina was already coated in her juices. Her hand travelled to my midriff and found what is was.