0 comments/ 194171 views/ 12 favorites Aunt Clair By: ipbjlc I had just graduated high school and to get away from the pressure of my Mother trying to get me to decide what college I was going to go to, I took a trip to my Aunt's house. My Aunt and I had always been close but hadn't seen each other in a while after she had moved about 200 miles away. She had been very happy that I wanted to come out and see her, and even teased me with the fact that there were a ton of girls my age for me to chase. I had laughed and told her that there were a ton of girls for me to chase here but she told me that even though that was true, I'd have new ones to try to go after. I told her that she had me there, and I'd be out that weekend to spend a month or maybe two with her. I arrived at my Aunt's house that Saturday morning. When she opened the door, the old feelings that I had always had for her came back. I had always had a crush on my Aunt and believed that that was a lot of the reason why we got a long so well, because she new it too. My Aunt wasn't the barbi type, she wasn't drop dead gorgeous or anything but she had a beauty about her that most men found attractive. She stood around 5'3" tall, and her weight was average for her height. She wasn't too skinny or too big. She had long brown hair that she always kept in one long thick braid down the middle of her back. Her eyes were her best feature, they were coal black, and had a depth to them that looked like she was staring right into your soul when she looked at you. She had a nice body, her breasts, I guessed, were about a C cup, and she had a nice round butt, that looked awesome in jeans. But what attracted people to her wasn't her looks, it was her personality. She was a very caring person, always willing to lend a helping hand. She was very sweet and always happy. I felt her excitement as she invited me in, and I couldn't help to feel the same enthusiasm as she. We went into the kitchen and after fixing myself a cup of coffee, we sat down and Aunt Clair and I began to talk about what we had been doing since the last time we saw each other. As I sat listening to Clair, I wondered why she had never married. Surely, there were a lot of men out there that would love to have a woman like her to come home to every night. I decided to ask her when the excitement of my arrival died down a bit. After a bit of talking my Aunt looked at the clock and pouted. "What's the matter Aunt Clair?" "Well, sweetness I have to go into work for a while today. I really hope you don't mind." "Not at all." "Okay great! I'm going to go get ready. I'll be back shortly." After she came back down she told me that there was food in the fridge if I got hungry and I could go out and look over the town if I got bored. I laughed, "Aunt Clair, I'm a big boy now. I think I can take care of myself." "Oh yes. You're a man now huh?" She said with a deviant smile. "Well my man, I'll be back in a few hours. Have fun and don't get into too much trouble!" I walked her to the door, where she gave me a slight peck on the cheek before heading out. After she left I decided to explore. Walking from room to room I found Aunt Clair to have a typical normal home. With some pictures on walls and furniture, it was very homely. Also, during my exploration I found that Aunt Clair has a PC in her bedroom. Being that I had nothing else to do I decide to see if she had an ISP of some sort so I could surf my favorite website http://literotica.com/. Upon typing the URL I noticed that it filled the address automatically; now I do realize this is a common feature on Internet Explorer but this should only occur when that PC has accessed this site before. Well either her or someone using her PC has accessed this site before. What if it was her? God, I never thought of Aunt Clair as the type. "Oh well" I say to myself, and proceeded to check the list of new stories. As I am scrolling along I find it's the typical topics, S&M, Cheating wife, blah blah blah….oh here we go…Incest…now we are talking. As I am reading I find it to be another one of those hot stories, but unfortunately the author goes right into the sex without any build up. That's a real shame too; I love mother and son stories. Well time to move on to the next incest story, which turns out to be about an aunt and nephew. As I am reading several things are happening, I am getting aroused to the point where it hurts, I am getting that urinating sensation in the head of my cock but what it really is, is a cock that is ready to explode, I'm also finding the author of this story to be very well talented in the art of writing, and there are some things that are very familiar about the characters in this story. The familiarity must mean that I read this authors' story before, but yet I can't help and think that it's something more than that. Anyway, no need to dwell on it, I figure I should just keep on reading till I reach release, which of course I did. Later on in the day Aunt Claire comes home and greets me with a hello kiss on the lips and ask what I did for the day. "Well all I pretty much did was explore the house and surf the web on your PC, I hope you don't mind" "Of course not dear, but you said you were using the PC?" with a concern look on her face "Yeah, I did some surfing, I didn't download anything to your PC so you if you find any viruses on your computer it wasn't from me" "So what did you surf? Porn???" "Na, of course not Aunty, actually I was surfing some tech pages, like www.pcmech.com and www.tomshardware.com" "Yeah sure, come on. Do you really expect me to believe you didn't check one porn site?" Thinking well she already had www.literotica.com on her history, she can't prove I was there, so I respond by saying "That's what I am telling you. What, you don't believe me?" "Of course honey I a believe you, I just thought all men your age looked at porn" "No need to fight about this, so what do you want to do about dinner?" I decided to treat my Aunt out for dinner, as a thank you, for letting me stay with her. She protested but it didn't take long to convince her that she didn't really want to cook anything. The dinner was pleasant; we went to a small Italian restaurant, which was nearly deserted since we got there before the dinner rush. Though, my Aunt was great at small talk, I couldn't help but keep thinking about how she could be the one who was going to literotica. She just didn't seem the type, but then again, I'd never really seen her with a man for very long and it was probably a way to release the stress of not having sex all the time. After I had decided that, I wondered about the author that I had read on the site today, and just thinking about the story made me horny again. I decided also, while my aunt went on about her job, I'd look up the author to see if I'd read any other stories written by that author. Monday morning, I awoke finding my Aunt Claire hovering over me. I couldn't help but think about how sexy she looked even though she was just standing over me while I had been sleeping, which would have probably made anybody else nervous. Claire smiled, "Honey, I'm about to go to work. You stay out of trouble, you hear?" "Okay Claire" Before leaving, she leans over and gives me a kiss on the cheek goodbye. Then she swiftly turns and continues out the door. As she leaves all I can think that it is a good thing Claire didn't want a hug, otherwise she would have clearly felt my morning hard on, caused by last nights dream. The dream begins "in my bed, Sunday night, about 12:30am, getting up to go take a piss. As I am passing Claire's room I notice a dim light coming from her room. With my curiosity getting the best of me I slowly open the door to see the source of the light. Finding Claire engrossed in front of her computer monitor; sitting there, with no other source of light and clearly aroused. Noticing the smell of sex, her purple baby doll outfit (silk shorts and tank top), rubbing of her thighs, nipples protruding through her top, and she is holding her breath. From what I can see I figure she is reading a story on Literotica.com. Remembering how I don't like to be disturbed I decide to depart before my presence is known." Then that is when I woke up and noticed her standing over me. After her departure for the day I hop out of bed, drop my shorts and stroll around naked. Feeling the sway of my cock, the softness of my balls, my trimmed pubes, and the air on my ass; it feels so erotic. Entering the bathroom I begin my normal routine of laying my cock on the sink as I am leaning over it to brush my teeth and shave. After finishing up I proceed to adjust the shower knobs so it's steaming hot; thinking, "I just love hot showers when I am really horny." After stepping into the shower I reach for the soap and begin my normal routine. About 10 minutes into the shower I begin to think back to the dream. Thoughts drifting to every curve on her body in both the baby doll outfit as well as how she looked this morning. During this time I continue to rub the bar of soap over my body. At some point my rubbing begins to focus on the crack of my ass. The rubbing begins to harden, I begin to moan, and then I drop the soap; but I do not stop, I continue to massage that area with just my finger. With the mixture of being really horny, dazed and well lubed I begin to insert a finger in my ass for the first time in my life. This action seems so natural to me; doing it like I have done this many times before. But I'm a virgin when it comes to my sphincter. I always thought any anal penetration with a man is gay. But I can't deny it feels really good. As I am thinking all of this I find my entire finger in my ass, but I want more. Looking around, nothing is available I could use to penetrate myself. Desperately trying to find a solution I think back to the porno's I used to watch, how girls finger their asses with two or more fingers. With that in mind I begin to slide out my finger and then place my middle finger next to it and shove them both in which set me off, "OH GOD….MMMM…SHHHIIITTT OOOOHHHHH FFFFUCCKKKK." "That was so intense. God now I know what others feel when they do that. There is nothing like it. It hurts but yet it feels so good." Moments later I finish up my shower, and proceed to dry myself off, throw on a loose pair of shorts, run downstairs, and fix myself a cup of coffee. Drinking my coffee, glowing I begin to think, "That was really amazing, it truly was. It's like that time where I fucked 2 girls at once and I had to tell someone. But this is so taboo. It's one thing to beat my meat, but to fingers in my ass; who's going to accept that? Aaaah who cares. I mean really, I enjoyed it and that's what matters. I'm sure others do as well. Other's, that's it; that's how I can get this all out of my system. I'll write a story and post it to www.literotica.com. Hell, I'll even go into details about what Aunt Claire wore this morning, and I'll be specific that she is my aunt, but of course I'll change the names. Hmmm…yeah this can work. Oh I can't wait to get started." Running upstairs with my coffee, I enter Claire's room, boot up her PC and access the site. I begin to setup an account and edit the profile. From there I proceed to find a text editor and begin to type my story. Three hours later I'm done. I take the story post it, and now all I can do now is wait. Writing the story of this morning's event had left me horny. Being in this horny state I remember of that story I read when I first arrived here. Thinking, "that author sure does have a knack for this." I pursue on my search to find that story again. It wasn't hard to find since the story I had read was still on the list of new stories. I click on the story and then scroll through it, to the bottom of the page, so that I can take the link to the author's bio. I begin to read the information that the author has put on there. I quickly scan over the fact that the author's a female, her age range, and all that. Until I get to the small paragraph of the bio. She tells how she's a single woman, looking for friends and lovers, and how she is totally infatuated with writing incest stories, especially about her own nephew. Everything there looks pretty good, and then I get to the pic that the woman has posted. It's not one of her face, but of a nice shot of the woman's tits. My eyes grow wide, I'd know those tits from miles away, for I've admired them many times, and have even seen them bare a couple of times when I knew I'd not get caught. My God, the author of that story was my Aunt! I didn't think it was possible but my cock grew stiffer as the realization hit me that my Aunt had been writing stories about me, they had to be about me, I was the only nephew she had. I scanned the stories that she had posted, there was about 11 of them, all having to do with an Aunt and a nephew in different situations. I picked one and began to read it. The story talked about how the aunt taken her nephew: "….And I walked in to his bedroom to see him laying there in a peaceful sleep. He looked so inviting, so innocent, and my pussy throbbed at the idea of taking him right then and there. I gently moved the covers from his body and found that he was naked. "Good" I thought, "less work on my part." I climbed into the bed and bent down above his softened cock. I placed his manhood in my mouth and began to gently suck him. I heard him moan and felt his dick begin to waken in my mouth. My pussy was dripping at this point. I felt his hand go to my sopping cunt and begin to rub my clit. He moaned again, "Oh Linda that feels so good." Linda was his girlfriend; he still wasn't fully awake yet. I lifted my head from his cock, and whispered, "I'm not Linda, Love." He jumped, his eyes opened wide, "what are you doing?" "Tasting your cock." "But you're my aunt, it's wrong you need to leave!" I moved, mounting him, rubbing my pussy over his cock, "but it feels good doesn't it?" He moaned and then shook his head, "you need to leave!" "Please let me make you cum, let me make you feel good Honey." With that, I slipped his cock deep inside my hot, moist box, and began to move, slowly dancing on his cock…" That was all I read before I began to spew cum all over my hand. After the release I think to myself, "I will never be able to look at her the same again." But that isn't the only problem; looking down I noticed my cock wasn't getting soft. Thinking "this never happened before," then saying "man, just my luck, all those times that I was fucking girls, and I came, and wanted to stay hard to keep going, but I couldn't. Now here I am, moments away with my aunt from being home and I have a hard on that won't go away. What if I try reading another story, that for sure should bring me to orgasm and then I should get soft." Suddenly I hear the door go "BANG!" "OH SHIT! It's fucking Aunt Claire. I can't get a break." Struggling to pull my shorts up, following pulling my long shirt down in hopes it covers enough of my cock, I run downstairs finding Claire, as sexy as ever standing there. "Honey, there was a server problem at work which prevented us from getting anything done, so they sent us home. But it's a good thing, being I get to spend more time with my favorite nephew." "Favorite, that's an understatement." I think to myself She looked at me with a confused smile on her face, "are you okay Sweetie?" "Yeah I'm fine why do you ask?" "You look flushed. Are you sure you're feeling okay?" Shit, I could hide my cock well enough, but not my thoughts, "Yeah, Claire I'm fine." "Come here, let me check." From the look she gave me I knew that I couldn't protest again, and slowly came towards her. She brought her hand up and leaned against me to feel my forehead, her eyes open wide; she had found what I had tried to hide, and why I was flushed. "Oh, I'm sorry. I should have guessed, well with a healthy young man such as yourself." She still hadn't moved, she pressed her body against mine, smashing my stiff tool against her stomach. I said nothing but looked her straight in the eye, a brief thought went through my head that I should tell her what I'd read, but I dropped the thought that would be my secret for a while. I tested the waters, and brought my lips to hers, I knew the only way that I was going to get rid of this hard-on was to fuck her, she returned the kiss, but pulled away quickly. "We can't do this. I'm your aunt." I was enraged, I knew she wanted it, but I respected her for the time being. "Sorry Claire, I got swept up in the moment." And turn and ran to my room to hide. Sitting in my room, mentally beating myself up for what I just did, "how could I be so stupid?" But then like many males do, I let my hormones get the best of me. Instead of thinking with my head I was thinking with my dick. I said "fuck it; she wants it and so do I. I am going to get that piece of ass if it's the last thing I do. Even if it costs us our relationship I am going to fuck her, I'm going to fuck her RIGHT NOW!" Stripping, hell I was practically ripping off my clothes. I figured if I show up down there naked, she couldn't resist. Walking down the steps I found Claire, sitting on the chair, weeping into her hands. "She doesn't even know I'm here" I think to myself. Then I get a devious grin; I slowly walk up to her with my 7inch cock pointing straight ahead. Once I reached my destination, she looked up, but only enough to see the cock. Without a word, she leans forward and engulfs the whole rod into her mouth. Letting out a loud moan I begin to place my right hand the back of her head, and thrust deeper with my hips. Like a pro she takes it all, doesn't gag or whimper, in fact, she is moaning. The slut, my aunt is moaning. With her moaning, and deep throating, this causes a slight vibration in the back of her throat that just sets me off to an orgasm I have never experienced before. But she didn't stop, she swallowed the cum whole and kept on sucking, tightening her mouth like it was virgin pussy; addition to that she began to move without my assistance. Her own head, back and forth, harder and harder. God I felt like I was fucking her cunt. "Mmmmm…oh god yes, that's it. Aunty you are so naughty, you are such a slut. Fucking bitch can't get enough. You are mine now. That's it, suck that cock like it's your last. You know you want me; you want me in your cunt, in your ass. Just like I read in your stories" Then all of a sudden she stops; her eyes get wide, staring at me with my cock still in her mouth. "That's right, I said stories. I know you are the slut author writing about fucking her nephew. You know what, I wrote a story too. I'll tell you what. You keep that sucking going like you are, I will do the following for you" With the cock in her mouth she mumbles "what?" "What you say, I'll tell you what. After you swallow my cum, I want you go take a bath, shave your pussy bald if it isn't already. When you are clean, I want you to come out naked; I'll be at the front of your computer sitting in the chair. Then I want you to spread your legs facing the PC, then sit down with one of my legs between yours. While you are sitting there, you can read the story I wrote. You like that idea?" She gives an affirmative nod "Oh one more thing, while you reading that story, I can do whatever I want to you. Whether it is playing with your ass, tweaking your nipples or just jerking off, you can not object to anything, agreed?" She nods her head. After I came, I followed her up the stairs and watched her go into the bathroom to clean up. I went to her room and sat at the computer, bringing up my story. Skimming it, playing with my cock, waiting for her. Moments later I hear her enter the room, looking at her, holding back a look of pleasurable surprise, I notice how beautiful she is being naked than I had ever imagined. She came over and sat down on me, just like I had instructed and began to read the story. My hands went immediately for her already erect nipples. I heard her moan slightly as I pinched and pulled on them, then dropping one hand to her freshly shaved pussy, I began to run my fingers around it, not touching the spots that would bring her the most pleasure, but moving my fingers over her swollen lips, and the top of her cunt. Aunt Claire' Awakening Claire It was the long hot summer of '76 when I travelled from my home in Jersey, Channel Islands to England to study engineering at the University of Exeter. Arrangements had been made for me to stay with my Aunt Claire who owned a house on Western way. My only recollections of Aunt Claire were of a small timid woman, and sure enough the woman who opened the door was a petite 46 year old, dark hair a little above the shoulder. "Hello Mike, come in dear." "Hi, Aunty Claire." I gave her a hug which I noticed she felt a little uncomfortable with. "Let me show you to your room, the bathroom is right opposite, you can put your things down and freshen up, I've made some dinner when you've settled." "Thanks Aunty Claire it's been quite a journey and I am hungry." "Just ask if you need anything I promised your Father I would take good care of you." It was a large south facing bedroom with high ceilings a fitted wardrobe, small chest of draws, bedside table and lamp but best of all a double bed, the window overlooked the back garden largely laid to lawn with flowerbeds either side, and a vegetable patch at the bottom. Except for holidays this was going to be home for the next 3 years. She served a casserole with bread it was delicious, we chattered for a while, she asked how the family was and about my course, she had quite a pretty face and a good complexion, but mostly I noticed how frumpily she dressed. "Aunty Claire, do you mind if get some sleep It's been a tiring trip." "No dear, you go right ahead." Aunt Claire was Dads step sister and 5 years younger, she had a rough ride from Dad's grandparents and Dad had always felt protective of her. She had married Bill at 20 and divorced the brute at 40 after he'd given her a particularly bad beating putting her in hospital. My Father had come over and sorted Bill out telling him to get out of the house. Dad and Aunt Claire saw a lawyer to serve Bill the papers and she was awarded the house. She worked 4 mornings a week doing book keeping, typing and running the office for Mr Baines a builder who employed 5 tradesmen. Dad had insisted the money that would have been used for my board and lodgings be paid into Aunt Claire's bank account. Over the next couple of weeks we settled into an easy routine and developed a genuine liking for each other, she had a good sense of humour once you got to know her and a smile that lit up her face; I made a point of giving her a gentle hug every evening when I got back home and she warmed to me. I came home early one hot day and went to my room to change, I saw Aunt Claire sunbathing on her back, there was a bottle of lotion next to her head, and a towel covering her face, AND she was wearing a bikini! Transfixed I took a long look at her body, she was slim and had a cute figure, small waist, curvy hips and as I later found out a 32B bust, she looked good. Going quietly down to the kitchen and out into the garden I said; "Hi Aunty Claire, nice day to get a tan." She quickly flipped herself over on to her stomach. "Oh hello dear, I wasn't expecting you home so early." Sitting beside her I said. "I've only come back for a change of clothes then I'm back to town: here let me put some oil on you back you don't want to burn do you?" "err no dear." Slowly massaging oil on her back I noted how soft and smooth her skin was, not at all rough or wrinkly; Aunt Claire had a fabulous body for a woman of 46. "There, that's you done; I'll see you tonight, bye." "Thank you dear, bye." I couldn't get Aunt Claire's body and how her skin felt to my touch out of my head, I hadn't had sex since Mandy had dumped me for leaving her to come to Exeter and I was getting a hard on thinking about my Aunt. That night I wanked myself stupid to visions of Aunt Claire. The weather forecast was for another heatwave. Saturday morning Aunt Claire prepared scrambled eggs for breakfast. "I thought I'd help you in the garden today, I can trim the hedges and weed the beds whilst you concentrate on the veg patch." "That'd be very helpful dear; you're such a sweetheart." By 1pm I was bagging the last of the trimmings, I said I was going to change then sunbathe. I quickly washed the garden grime off, then put my speedos on, grabbing a towel and the coconut oil from the bathroom, I went to lie on the grass; Aunt Claire was just finishing in the veg patch. "Come and join me Aunty Claire we can chat as we tan." "I don't think so dear." "Why not?" "I'm too self-conscious." "How come?" "Bill always said I had the shape of a girl not a woman's body, he made me ashamed of my body." "Bill was a spiteful bully who didn't deserve a woman like you: You've got a great body, half the women in the country would kill for a figure like yours." "Oh Mike you say the nicest things." "Just telling the truth Aunty Claire." She disappeared into the house; 20 minutes later I smiled as she put her towel next to mine wearing the same bikini as before, she oiled her front and lay on her back. 40 minutes later she turned over arced her back and muttered "oogh." "Did you strain you back working Aunty Claire?" "Yes dear, and my shoulders." "I'll rub some oil on you and kill two birds with one stone," "Only if you want to dear." Kneeling astride Aunt Claire's thighs I gently applied liberal amounts of oil all over her back. "I can feel where your muscles have knotted up. I'll unhook your top so it doesn't get in the way: don't worry I'll fasten you up when I'm finished." She didn't say a word. Starting at her shoulders I used my fingers and thumbs to kneed the tightness from her muscles, she let out the occasional "oo" as the knots straightened, I continued down the sides of her spine, all the while my cock was getting hard: from the underside of her armpits I glided my hands down the sides of her body my fingertips brushing the outsides of her breasts. After 20 minutes, I couldn't carry on, I was horny as hell, and my cock was straining the fabric of my swimmers, the tip starting to leak pre-cum. I fastened her top back up and lay front down on my towel. "How was that?" "Lovely dear, my back feels so relaxed, I should oil your back now." "Give it 10 minutes; you don't want knot up again by stretching too soon." Ten minutes later I felt her sitting on my bum rubbing oil into my back, tentatively at first, then copying near perfectly how I'd massaged her. I was hard again in 30 seconds flat, the feel of her hands roaming my back and her inner thighs on my bum cheeks sent a tingling buzz to my scalp, I didn't care that she was my aunt, I wanted her. "How did I do?" "You're a natural Aunty Claire, you've got magic hands." Sunday passed without incident and Monday was back to the weekly routine, I went to bed at 11pm Monday night and was asleep when an almighty clap of thunder woke me: I love thunderstorms, it was midnight, I decide to stand in the garden to watch the storm, I got out of bed, put my boxers on and crept silently downstairs, the mirror in the hallway was turned face against the wall, Looking at the back of the mirror and wondering what was going on, a shuffling noise from under the stair made me turn round, a flash of lightning lit up Aunt Claire huddled and shaking. "Are you ok, Aunty Claire?" "I always hide here in lightning storms they frighten me." I reached out and took her hand, she shot up and gripped her arms around my waist she was trembling like a leaf, I held her for a minute stroking her hair trying to sooth her. "You must think I'm a silly old woman." "Nonsense, storms scare lots of people, come on lets go upstairs, you can't stay here all night." "Will you keep holding me please Mike?" "Of course." We went upstairs and into my bedroom. "You can share my bed until it passes, I'll keep a hold of you." She cuddled tightly into my chest, another flash and loud clap told me the storm was directly overhead. Aunt Claire trembled and buried herself closer, I hooked my leg over her waist into the small of her back and held close, we stayed like that for an hour, my cock didn't twitch once, as the rumbles got more distant I told her that I was going to turn over and that she could cuddle up to my back, she was still pressed up to my back as I fell asleep. In the morning I woke with a painful hard on, my cock had caught in my boxers, I pulled my boxers down far enough to release my twisted cock: listening to Aunt Claire's breathing it was deep and regular she was fast asleep and we were back to back: Turning slowly to her I saw the sheet had come down overnight and I had the perfect view of her nighty which had ridden up to her belly revealing her white cotton panties; I put my hand on her soft trim belly and manoeuvred my aching cock between her pert buttocks, gentle thrusting wouldn't part her legs so I put my hand under her right knee and lifted it a little, she stirred and bent her knee further up, she was still asleep, and now I had free access between her legs; I began to slide my glans from the back of her panty clad buttock cleavage to the hot softness of her pussy, after pausing to savour the warmth on my glans I kept going until my vein was being warmed by the heat from her pussy, I started a slow light piston motion: she murmured without waking so I carried on, I could feel dampness now, fuck this was so taboo; and all the more exciting for it. She stirred again; I left my dick against her pussy but stopped moving and pretended to be asleep, she was waking up, I breathed slowly and steadily. "Mike are you asleep?" I said nothing. She put her hand between her legs and touched my glans; she moved away from me. "Mike dear, wake up." "Huh; what time is it?" "Its 6:30 and I have to dress and make breakfast." As she got out of bed, I could see her look at my hard on through my half closed eyes. "Ok I'll be down when I've showered, it was a sticky night." "Yes dear very humid; Thank you for looking after me." "My pleasure, Aunty Claire." I thought I saw a faint smile as she left. I reached for the tissues on the table and wanked myself off. Breakfast passed smoothly with no talk of the night. Pondering all that had transpired on the walk to campus: Obviously I was strongly sexually attracted to her, yet my instinct when she was scared was to comfort and protect her, I respected and loved her as a person; I wasn't really sure if she was sexually attracted to me but if she was, I wanted us to be lovers. I thought about how I could ask her if she felt the same and how I'd like to seduce her. The weather forecast of a good chance of thunder again tonight distracted me from my studies for the rest of the day. Over dinner we chatted and laughed talking mostly about each other's day. She washed up, I dried and put away. "What's your plan for this evening dear?" "Bath first then read and keep you company, unless you've got a hot date." "Chance would be a fine thing." She said with a hint of a grin. I went to bed half hour after her. Lying naked in bed I heard a rumble, turning on my back with legs akimbo I started to play with my cock, a couple of minutes later there was a throatier rumble and a flash of light, no more than a minute passed when I heard my door open. "There's another storm Mike." As I said, "Hop in next to me." A growl and clap sent her flying on to my bed, I lifted the sheet as she scooted up to me and held on, one arm across my chest the other on my shoulder half her body lay on my torso, her head turned and pressed to my heart, her legs were balanced on my left leg, she opened them and settled over my leg. Straight away I noticed the material of her nighty and panties were silkier than cotton, as I adjusted to hold her a loud crack and flash made her shift and grip me tighter. My erection was pressed up against her thigh until a roaring after growl made her shiver and I turned toward her and put my right leg over her back, disentangling our left legs so my cock no longer touched her skin, I gathered her close in both arms, our faces inches apart. "It'll be gone soon." I whispered. 15 minutes later the rumbles were distant and receding. I was sure Aunt Claire had felt my erection on her thigh; she didn't move away or say anything and her nighty and panties were skimpy silk, coincidence? I thought not. I decided to try to seduce her in the morning light. "I'm going to turn over do you want to hug my back again?" "Yes please." I softly kissed her forehead and turned over. Not unexpectedly I woke up hard, we were back to back again; I stretched out and turned to her, wow! she was wearing a white shear silk negligee with panels of swirly lace hardly hiding anything I let my eyes wander down her body, I saw it was an open fronted top and her panties matched. Her right knee was bent level with her other thigh. I cupped the base of her perfect buttock in my hand then positioning my glans in the valley of her cheeks I pushed forward and lifted her cheek so my glans could access her pussy, I lingered there before pushing on, my hip touched her buttock so I pulled back a little then slid my glans back and forth over her pussy, a murmur and change in breath told me she was awake I carried on nice and slowly. When I felt the dampness through the silk, I cupped a pert tit in my hand then used my palm to turn her on to her back; I started to fondle both tits gently. "Mike don't; we can't." Smiling at her I took my hand from her tits and held up part of her negligee. "This is sexy, when did you buy this Aunty Claire?" She looked away and hesitated before whispering "Yesterday." "It's ok, nobody will know, it'll be our special secret." Her eyes searched mine. "Have you imagined us making love?" "Yes." She sighed. "You're beautiful Claire." I lowered my lips and lightly caressed hers, I took her bottom lip between mine and sucked gently, she met like for like when we kissed more urgently with open mouths. My hand returned to her tits I sensitively squeezed and manipulated each one in turn; I kissed her nose then an eyelid and moved over to her ear then back to her lips, my fingers brushed her nipples and I traced a finger around the areola feeling her perky nipples hardened. She moaned and kissed me hungrily as I used my fingers to touch, press and tug her nipples then I slithered my hand down her body. I reached her knee and lifted so her foot was flat on the bed my hand sliding to where her buttock met her upper thigh and squeezed the soft flesh, she jolted when my fingertips touched her silk clad pussy lips. Pushing her leg back down and apart my hand resting on her inner thigh, I traced kisses down her neck to her nipples. "Does naughty Aunty Claire like her nephew playing with her nipples?" "Ooh yes," she murmured breathlessly. I sucked in most of one breast. "aaah." Putting my palm on her belly my fingers lifted the flimsy elastic of her panties and slid my hand down luxuriating in her fine sparse pubic hair, opening my fingers so as not to touch her clitoris, I rested the heal of my palm on her pubic bone and closed my fingers so that they lightly gripped her wet pussy lips, she shuddered and moaned quietly. "Your pussy is very smooth and you're soaking wet down here, I'll have to investigate with my mouth and tongue." She thrust her bum up searching for my fingers; I teased her, dancing my fingers all over her pussy getting oh so close to her clitoris, "oooh yees." She gasped. Working my way down her stomach with kisses I removed my hand from her panties. Changing position so that my head was between her legs with both arms I reached around her legs letting my hands continue to play with her tits and nipples. My mouth edged from her Mons over her clitoris to her lips, I poked the silk into her vagina with my tongue. "Ooh." "Your panties are soaking wet, I'm going to take them off." "Uh-hah." Using teeth and fingers I took my time to pull her panties down. Her scant pubic hair formed a pretty ridge leading to her sex. Kneeling to remove her panties, I parted her legs, my eyes never leaving that glorious view. "Your pussy looks gorgeous." Lying down wedging my face into her pussy I licked from her outer lips to her Mons which I sucked and bit playfully, probing her inner lips with my tongue until they parted, I plunged my tongue into her vagina exploring her dripping cavity. "Mmmmm" "I love the smell and taste of your pussy Aunty Clair." With two fingers I exposed her clitoris from its hood, I licked around her pearl whilst a finger of my other hand wormed its way into her little vagina, she gripped my digit and lifted her bum up for me to go deeper, at the same time I'd started to lap at the shaft of her clitoris with the tip of my tongue applying more pressure at every pass, I avoided touching her pearl. Her breathing was erratic she was thrusting her pussy up at me, she was getting ready to cum, I stopped. "What are you doing to me, don't stop!" "Do you like your nephew abusing your pussy?" "Oh yes, please use me," I returned one hand to her tits and inserted another finger into her tight vagina; I treated her tits roughly as I pushed two fingers up her vagina and curled them onto the fleshy mound of her G spot. I blew on to her clitoris before my tongue briefly touched it and at the same time I pinched a nipple causing her to shudder and open her legs as wide as she could. I teased her clitoris mercilessly whilst finger fucking her, simultaneously rolling and pinching her nipples between thumb and index finger. She was moaning and writhing. "Do you want me to make you cum now?" "Ooh God yes make me cum." My tongue lashed her clitoris from side to side, lifting it up, circling around and lapping, I increased my speed as she reached a clattering orgasm, "Yes oh yeess." She cried out, her juices drenched my hand and her spasms tried to push my fingers from her vagina. I withdrew my fingers and slurped up her juices. "Oh Mike darling, that was incredible, I've never felt anything like that before." Smiling at her I leant over and kissed her lingeringly; I rocked back till I was kneeling again then readjusted the pillow under her head and placed another under her bum. I told her to watch as I furrowed her pussy up and down with my fat 7 inches, using a hand I bounced my glans on her clitoris then positioning my cock to her vaginal entrance, I nudged and pushed my glans into her up to my swollen rim. Looking at her beneath me, her negligee askew perfect tits and large erect nipples bared her legs fully apart expectantly, gone was any vestige of the frumpy woman I'd met a few weeks ago, I wanted this woman so bad I felt my cock was going to split open it was so taut. "Does Aunty want her nephew to fuck her?" "Yes." She rasped her face aflame with desire. "Ask nicely then." "Fuck me, oh please fuck me." Stretching her opening, I muscled my glans all the way in. "Hunh aargh: Oh you're so big." I pressed into her, gradually opening her up as I went, then when I was to the hilt I asked, "How does that feel." "Beau ti ful." She replied catching her breath. Her grip was vice like around my shaft and her abundant juices lubricated us so I could start unhurriedly fucking her with long strong strokes, I was in heaven as she began to orgasm once more. "Ooh yes yes, Ohhhaaa." Her wetness leaked down my balls as I kept my cock buried deep inside, feeling her contractions squeezing along my length as she spasmed for minutes. We held each other as aftershocks coursed through her body. Drizzling kisses on her face and neck, I whispered, "You're such a sexy woman Claire." Aunt Claire' Awakening "Oh Mike, You make me feel sexy with the things you say and do to me." Still inside her I rolled us over, she began riding me building a steady rhythm, I pulled her tits to my mouth sucking her nipples then grasping her hips I forced her onto to me harder, she responded by grinding down with her pussy. Aunty Claire was very vocal, moaning and groaning, ooing and aaing. "Do you like fucking your nephew?" "I love it." I told her to kneel on the side of the bed so I could take her from behind, molesting her perfectly formed small buttocks I wetted a finger in her vagina and teased her anus rimming her sphincter and dipping in ever so slightly. Parting her cheeks and pussy lips I thrust all the way in, varying the angle of assault every so often, I increased my pace. "I'm going to fuck you hard now." I rammed home 3 hard strokes then resumed a more moderate rate, every minute or so I'd triple slam her again, she was moaning quite loudly now sticking her bum high with her face on the bed, I felt her start to tense so I withdrew and rubbed my cock up against her pussy lips. She looked at me imploringly, "Please fuck your Aunty hard with your big cock." "And what will Aunty do for me in return?" "Anything you want." "Ok, you will be dressed in just sexy lingerie every evening when I get home." "Yes." "Good girl." I continued to fuck her, excited by her grunting every time I rammed her, I felt my balls tightening and fucked her hard with abandon, "Yes yes oh god yes." came her guttural response, "I'm going to cum inside you." I groaned. "Yhes, cum in me" I started spurting as she climaxed, jet after ecstatic jet wracking my body. I collapsed on the bed pulling her astride me and holding her tenderly basking in the best sex of my young life as my sperm leaked from her pussy on to my leg. "Am I a very bad slutty Aunty?" "Yes you are, thankfully." We were insatiable lovers for the duration of my time in Exeter; Aunt Claire blossomed and loved role playing delighting me with her naughtiness, we especially enjoyed the Aunt/Nephew scenarios adding discipline and restraint to our games. Nearly 40 years later and I've never had better blow jobs than those she so enthusiastically gave me, she even found a very private adults only club in Brighton we joined, but that's a story for another time.