Found an old tit mag I bought years ago. Cover used to say the name of it was FLOPPERS, but the cover is gone. The thing is old enough that the pictures are almost all B&W and the pussies are all hairy, so you know they were taken pre-1970 sometime.

 

But I’ve kept it so very, very long not so much because of the pictures (although I love the old-time quality of attempts to make some of them carefully posed “art” pictures instead of just “girls with big boobs” pictures) as page 17.

 

There, carefully posed with her feet in high heels, thigh high black stockings, a cupless corset-type thing, the fat of her belly hanging out below the corset, and the blonde wig I remember her in from my childhood, is my aunt. Always a special woman, her ability to move probably was the inspiration for the Segway Human Transport – you lean a little this way and you go that way.

 

Her tits are so overwhelmingly large they dominate her short, small, fireplug body. They stick out like heat-seeking missiles; they’re bigger than those cones on the bra thing Madonna used to wear onstage.

 

Often while younger I imagined taking her, in that position, and spanking that ass, watching the flesh ripple as my hand struck, again and again, and standing a little to the side so I could also view her tits as they would swing in the air with each whack! of the hand. Then screwing her standing up from behind, so I could continue to spank with each stroke, making her hurt a little for each orgasm, pumping into her until I burst, filling her with cum. Then relaxing by playing with her pussy and suckling her milk bags for a few hours.

 

Of course, that picture has her in her late 20’s or early 30’s. She’s now 60’s to 70’s. And I still imagine fucking her. She’s a little fatter, but so are we all. She also is still guided around by those huge tits, throwing them around in front of her as she walks.

 

I often dream of lubing her up and then her mounting me cowgirl, pumping up and down on my shaft until she explodes in orgasm, hopefully screaming “Fuck it! Fuck it! You bastard I’m cumming again and its even harder. Fuck it!” until she can no longer stroke me, so I turn her over onto her back and kneel between her legs, slipping into her slit and pounding her so her entire body moves on the bed, and her tits sway around on her chest, and she continues to scream about cumming. And afterwards taking those tits and rubbing skin cream on them, and on her newly shorn pussy (I’m sure she has a bush, how could she see it to shave it?), and her ass, so she would be soft skinned and ready for more – between the tits up the ass, the next time.