Chapter 2

(Letter 2 From Aunt Rose to Roberto)

Hola Roberto Mio,

I have read your letter with much love in my heart. I read it again and again treasuring the words of our love written only for my eyes. I used the big black flexible cock that we purchased down in Times Square at that silly sex store with all the perverts looking for pussy. I was so embarrassed that day because I always think of myself as a “nice” girl and would never go inside such a sordid store like that in my entire life.

I used it with the special panties with the huge slit in the middle just like we did that fantastic weekend when it never stopped raining and we had to make love for forty-eight hours non-stop. My pussy was so sore after that weekend, and I had a hard time sitting down in the classroom to teach the little children.

My Trish found my flexible cock and she asked me what it was. I wanted not to lie to her, but she is too young for such foolishness, and I told her it was a tool to take away the cramps in my muscles. I spanked her on her bottom with it and she liked it even though it hurt her pride to bent over like that. She is a good girl at heart, and I hope she believed me about my silly story. I think the fact that she had never really seen a real man’s dick helped convince her I was telling her the truth.

I went down to the same store last Saturday and bought three pairs of the special panties. I am going to a dance at the club next week and plan to wear one of them in case I meet a nice boy with big equipment on the dance floor. You know how I like to take it standing up against the wall and there are lots of dark corners at the club where a girl can have some fun holding up her dress in the front and guiding a boy’s thing into the damp garden down below. You know I am only doing it because you are so far away, and I can’t sleep without filling up my slit with lots of boy juice dreaming it is you that is in me down there.

Oh, my darling Rob, I miss your big rod so bad, it makes me mad to think about you out there in the jungle fighting for our country and all these horny young guys without a care in the world avoiding the draft anyway they can. At least this guy that did me at the dance told me that he was reporting for duty next month and that he didn’t mind going because he thought he would get more pussy wearing a uniform with lots of medals like icing on the cake.

This guy’s name is Roberto just like you. It felt so good whispering, “I love your big dick in me, Roberto” in his ear and was he ever surprised to find that big slit in my special panties making it easy for him to shove his cock all the way up inside me without any effort at all. I must tell you that his dick was nothing in comparison to your big boy. Still, he managed to hit my favorite spot up inside and he had me spurting my juices before that first dance was finished. I let him walk me home but told him I had a room-mate. Of course, we both know that is a big, fat lie because there is only my daughter Trish living with me. She is turning seventeen this month and I worry about her virginity. She tells me that she never lets a boy get to second base except on special occasions like his birthday or a holiday. I don’t know if I believe her, but then again, the younger generation’s concept of “second base” is not the same as mine. I think we hit a home run on our first date together, and that weekend at the beach was a true doubleheader in more ways than one.

I am so happy to finally be rid of that prick Harry with his cheating ways and his nasty ways of using his fists on me when all I wanted was a hug or a kiss. You know he was always into the young broads, and he was already feeling his own daughter up and bouncing her on his lap with too much enthusiasm. Trish never complained because she loved her daddy, but I knew she was confused by his constant poking and pawing at her goodies like she was a tramp from the street corner.

I heard that he was already in trouble with the Internal Affairs section because of missing drug evidence and I hope they throw the book at him because he is a scum-bag of the worst kind.

Anyway, this second edition Roberto humped me in my classroom during the lunch hour today and I was so nervous about getting caught by one of the other teachers.

You remember that Mrs. Purvis with the thick eyebrows?

She hit on me the other day in the lady’s room by grabbing my ass right there with two other teachers in the stalls. I kept silent because I didn’t want to make a scene and I think she got the impression I was being submissive. I was so mad at her, I wanted to punch her right in the face, but I pretended like it was a joke and waved goodbye at her as I made a quick exit.

I know she would blackmail the hell out of me if she ever caught me sucking some young guy off in private. I heard she lives with her mother up in Westchester County in some old, big building that needs a lot of repair work. I can just imagine her wandering the hallways like some female ghost looking for love in all the wrong places. I must admit she has a nice ass on her, but you know I am not that sort of woman that enjoys fooling around that way. I am a straight cock girl, and I don’t have any interest in munching female carpets anytime soon. Of course, if she sticks it in my face, I think I might be tempted to try it just to see what all the fuss is about.