Straight Female / 58
Cool Aunty Or Inappropriate Care
So I have a brother 5 years younger than me so my parents would get a babysitter in even when I was 17 or 18. Very annoying! Anyway our patents were very sociable and were out once or usually twice most weeks. Though we had 3 or 4 regular sitters maybe 75% of the time it would be aunty Sheila, mums younger sister, that stayed with us. Sheila was cool and let us stay up, watch TV, have snacks and do anything that avoided her having to lay the law down. I also appreciated that she respected privacy and unless called wouldnt come into our bedrooms once we were in bed. As a developing girl with an interest in self pleasure this was great and a big diffetence from our mum who seemed to patrol my room at times looking for anything inapropriate. I remember being 13 and getting busted a string of times for masturbating in bed and that leads onto my Sheila story.
So one evening, with our parents sorting themselves ready to go out, aunty Sheila comes in and heads to sit in the lounge. My mum calls her to the kitchen and muffled chat ensues for a few minutes ending in Sheila coming back into the lounge saying, OK she would to whatever the instruction had been. Our parents left, it would have been 7.30pm or so and Sheila soon went to supervise my brother having his bath, having some supper and going to bed for 8.30pm. I just watched TV. After a while she came in and sat on the sofa next to me, which was unusual. She put her arm around me and started saying mum had told her I had a masturbation problem and she had to watch I didnt do it. I wasnt sure what the word meant and Sheila picked up on this and explained it was rubbing between my legs to get nice feelings. I remember feeing bad. Mum had talked about my private things and now my Aunty was enlisted to stop me playing even though her respecting my bedroom privacy had been an important part of my masturbating for a long time. Yes I grabbed quickies once or twice a week when mum was home but leisurely plays when Sheila was downstairs were my happiest times. She hugged me and said not to worry as she thought mum was wrong, she masturbated and if I wanted to then she wasnt going to get involved. I remember welling up but asked if I was normal or was what mum said about it being wrong true. Sheila said it was good, fun, healthy and normal as long as I washed my hands before and after and didnt put anything inside myself at my age. We sat a few minutes then I plucked up the nerve to ask something. I told her I liked a pifco massager kept in the lounge sideboard and used it when I was in the house alone on things like teacher training days or when my school holidays were different from my brother (mum and dad both had jobs that took them out each day unless my brother needed minding when mum took holidays). Sheila was taken aback but said she too used a massager and it was ok as long as it was cleaned before and after and not used on too high a setting without something between it and me. I knew what she meant as I always folded a long sock and used it as a cushion just as she suggested.
Soon it was 9pm and time for me to go bath and head to bed. I stood and Shiela said 'take the pifco up' and that she would retrieve it after 10pm and put it away well before my parents got back around 11pm. It was so weird going and getting something that had been my darkest secret for a couple of years and taking it in open sight of my aunty to go play with in my room. So a quick bath and into bed in my nighty with the pifco and required sock. A lot of pleasure was had rather quickly and it was so liberating. Soon after I stopped and noticed it was 10pm my aunty was knocking and said it was time to sleep and for her to collect 'something'. I said for her to come in. The pifco was on the floor unplugged. She picked it up, said, 'sleep well', and was gone. The next morning mum was in a good mood and said she was happy I behaved for Sheila. I just said Sheila was nice and it passed and we got on with the day.
Sheila was back later that week and as soon as my brother was asleep at 8pm she said in a querying voice, 'Same deal as last time?' And I just hugged her. 'Yes', I said and so it was every night she looked after us until months later the pifco died and I was so upset. I would have been just turned 15 at that point. Hand play was nice but not as good or as effective as using the pifco. Sheila took the pifco away to see if she could fix it and yes she succeeded. The flex had broken and shortening it removed the break. I was so happy and the pifco and the sessions with it Shiela enabled went on right up to me leaving for university when turning 18. At uni I got a Carmen verson of the Hitachi wand and had a great time but never forgot the pifco. Was Aunti Sheila a good aunty or a bad influence?
So one evening, with our parents sorting themselves ready to go out, aunty Sheila comes in and heads to sit in the lounge. My mum calls her to the kitchen and muffled chat ensues for a few minutes ending in Sheila coming back into the lounge saying, OK she would to whatever the instruction had been. Our parents left, it would have been 7.30pm or so and Sheila soon went to supervise my brother having his bath, having some supper and going to bed for 8.30pm. I just watched TV. After a while she came in and sat on the sofa next to me, which was unusual. She put her arm around me and started saying mum had told her I had a masturbation problem and she had to watch I didnt do it. I wasnt sure what the word meant and Sheila picked up on this and explained it was rubbing between my legs to get nice feelings. I remember feeing bad. Mum had talked about my private things and now my Aunty was enlisted to stop me playing even though her respecting my bedroom privacy had been an important part of my masturbating for a long time. Yes I grabbed quickies once or twice a week when mum was home but leisurely plays when Sheila was downstairs were my happiest times. She hugged me and said not to worry as she thought mum was wrong, she masturbated and if I wanted to then she wasnt going to get involved. I remember welling up but asked if I was normal or was what mum said about it being wrong true. Sheila said it was good, fun, healthy and normal as long as I washed my hands before and after and didnt put anything inside myself at my age. We sat a few minutes then I plucked up the nerve to ask something. I told her I liked a pifco massager kept in the lounge sideboard and used it when I was in the house alone on things like teacher training days or when my school holidays were different from my brother (mum and dad both had jobs that took them out each day unless my brother needed minding when mum took holidays). Sheila was taken aback but said she too used a massager and it was ok as long as it was cleaned before and after and not used on too high a setting without something between it and me. I knew what she meant as I always folded a long sock and used it as a cushion just as she suggested.
Soon it was 9pm and time for me to go bath and head to bed. I stood and Shiela said 'take the pifco up' and that she would retrieve it after 10pm and put it away well before my parents got back around 11pm. It was so weird going and getting something that had been my darkest secret for a couple of years and taking it in open sight of my aunty to go play with in my room. So a quick bath and into bed in my nighty with the pifco and required sock. A lot of pleasure was had rather quickly and it was so liberating. Soon after I stopped and noticed it was 10pm my aunty was knocking and said it was time to sleep and for her to collect 'something'. I said for her to come in. The pifco was on the floor unplugged. She picked it up, said, 'sleep well', and was gone. The next morning mum was in a good mood and said she was happy I behaved for Sheila. I just said Sheila was nice and it passed and we got on with the day.
Sheila was back later that week and as soon as my brother was asleep at 8pm she said in a querying voice, 'Same deal as last time?' And I just hugged her. 'Yes', I said and so it was every night she looked after us until months later the pifco died and I was so upset. I would have been just turned 15 at that point. Hand play was nice but not as good or as effective as using the pifco. Sheila took the pifco away to see if she could fix it and yes she succeeded. The flex had broken and shortening it removed the break. I was so happy and the pifco and the sessions with it Shiela enabled went on right up to me leaving for university when turning 18. At uni I got a Carmen verson of the Hitachi wand and had a great time but never forgot the pifco. Was Aunti Sheila a good aunty or a bad influence?
