Aunt Jen
It’s a cold, late winter night. I’m at my job at the local
airport. I’m employed as a baggage handler for one of the
major airlines. A big storm in the Midwest has canceled
our last jet of the evening and I’m getting ready to leave
early. As I walk out of the terminal, I see my Aunt Jen standing
in front of one of the other ticket counters, looking at
the arrivals boards. Actually, what first caught my eye
was this great ass in a pair of jeans. I chuckle to myself
as I do a double take, realizing it’s my aunt. Jen looks a
little like Ashlyn Gere;the Adult film star. With brown
hair that cascades just below her shoulders, bedroom eyes,
and my favorite feature, besides her ass, a pair of great
tits. After three kids, her 5′8′ frame doesn’t show any
wear and has been the highlight of many fantasies since
I was about 10 years old. She sees me walking over and as I
get a firm hug she explains that she’s supposed to meet Uncle
John, who’s out of town on business. Turns out the same storm
letting me go early, is delaying her husbands’ flight 3
hours. Plus it was starting to snow here. The two of them
are my favorite relatives and I visit as often as I can. She’s
the youngest in her family and is only about 7 years older
than me.She invites me over for dinner that was waiting
for Uncle John. They just live about 20 minutes outside
the city, so she was going to return later to pick up John.
She asks me to drive, because the snow was getting worse.
The whole time this conversation is going on, I sneak glances
at her sweater encased tits. She usually doesn’t wear a
bra around the house, which always makes for great viewing.
Seems she left the house without one. We get to her house
and all the kids great me, the oldest of which is 7 years old.
The lady next door had been watching them while mom was out.
I’m saying my “hello’s” as the neighbor goes home. During
all this, the phone rings. It’s John and his flight has been
canceled. He’ll return about noon the next day. The fantasy
wheels begin to click in my head. We eat and watch some TV
with the little ones. Jen puts them to bed, while I have a
couple beers. I watched her ass go up the stairs to the kids
rooms. Not a whole lot had been happening, socially, for
me. The 3rd shift I worked had put a real cramp in the dating
scene. Most of my friends had gotten married or were living
with someone, so it was kind of slow. I kept seeing those
tits swell under that sweater as she breathed. Great tits.
When Jen returned , she grabbed herself a beer and we sat
there on the couch just shooting the bull. She’s real easy
to talk to, and the beers flowed as it got late. Eventually,
the conversation turned to girls and what I was up to lately
with the chicks. The beers had loosened me up quite a bit
and I guess I started sounding pretty bummed about how things
were going. Jen had gotten this concerned look on her face
and I realized how pathetic I must sound. I made a couple
jokes and changed the subject. We decided it was time to
call it a night. Jen was cleaning up the empties and as she
bent over the coffee-table, I got a great cleavage shot.
The no bra theory was confirmed. Beers and the snow decided
I would spend the night. They had finished off part of the
basement into a spare room, which was where I had stayed
on past occasions. It was quiet, away from the kids and with
a TV, it was a good a place as any to curl up. I said my good nights
and Jen gave me a big hug, telling me to cheer up. Those tits
pressed against me and I could feel the blood rush to my dick.
She kissed me on the cheek and headed up the stairs. I went
to the basement, got undressed and slid into bed to watch
a little more TV. I could still feel the hug and the way those
tits felt against me. I was hard as a rock and started to stroke
myself by the light of the tube. I was really starting to
get worked up. I pictured Jen’s tits wrapped around my dick,
her looking up at me with those bedroom eyes. I closed my
eyes, trying to slow down and make it last. I could feel her
ass in my hands as I hugged her to me. I pushed the covers back
to make room for a really good cum. Something makes me open
my eyes and I see Jen standing in the doorway. I let out a gasp
as I pull the blankets back over me. Trying to stammer out
apologies and embarrassments, I sit up on the bed. Jen walks
over to the bed, softly telling me it’s alright and not to
be upset. She is wearing a flannel robe, open in the front,
over a T-shirt. One side of the robe is to the side enough
that I can see her nipple is hard under the shirt. Despite
the situation, I can’t resist looking at that little bud,
pushing out. Jen sits on the edge of the bed, telling me that
everyone needs some kind of release.
“Let’s see what you’re trying to release.” she says as she
pulls the covers down to my thighs. My semi-erect cock is
laying against my stomach. “Hhmm…….not bad. I think
I can help, if you’ll let me.” I was dumbfounded as she took
hold of my cock and started to stroke me. “Just lay back and
relax”, she tells me as I pay attention, but my cock is wide
awake. After feeling my own hand for some time, her soft
, knowing pumping of my cock makes me moan my approval. I
reach out and fondle her tit thru the thin fabric. Those
tits I dreamed about are right there, full and warm beneath
my touch. I can feel her hardened nipple in the center of
my palm and I pinch it gently between thumb and forefinger.
Now she does the moaning and presses against my fondling
as her hand moves a little faster on my dick.
She looks at me and says ” Forgive me, but I got to suck this.”,
as if I’d have any objections!! Before I can say anything,
I am in her mouth. The heat is incredible. She doesn’t move
at first; just swirls her tongue around the underside of
the shaft. I pinch her nipple again and she starts to go up
and down my dick very slowly. She cups my balls with her left
hand and moves her hair out of the way with the other. I see
her face in the dim light as my dick goes in and out of her mouth.
One more fantasy down the drain!! Keeping my dick in her
sweet mouth, she stops moving long enough to shrug off her
robe. I notice her T-shirt has ridden up her thighs. Stopping
my kneading of her tits, I slide my hand up her thigh. She
parts her legs in anticipation. I can barely see her pussy
in the light, but my fingers feel wetness. She’s very wet
as I play with her pussy lips. Her trimmed snatch is dripping
with her juices. Stroking her lips, I spread them open and
insert my finger part way. She grips my hand between her
legs and slightly humps my hand. She’s really working on
my dick now. The sounds of her sucking seem almost too loud.
I can’t resist any more. It’s too much.
“I’m cumming!!” I warn her. She takes most of my shaft in
her mouth and teases me with her tongue as I shoot my load.
Now it’s my grunting that seems too loud, as she swallows
me down. My hand is still playing with her pussy as she moves
her mouth off me and strokes me a couple times. “Nicely done,
nephew.” she says with a giggle.
“Ditto.” is about the least shocked thing I can say. She
moves up along side me and kisses me on the side of the mouth.
I return the kiss and it becomes a more heated exchange of
tongues and lips and gasps. Jen swings her leg over me and
straddles my hips. As she sits up I reach up to feel her mounds
again. My now soft cock is nestled between her ass cheeks.
“Would you like to see my tits now, since you’ve been staring
at them all evening?” she asks. And with that she pulls the
shirt over her head and tosses it aside. Her tits are just
as I imagined. Full, with a slight sag from three kids worth
of suckling, but firm as a 16 year olds. The nipples , that
were so hard under the shirt, now point out from silver
dollar size aureoles. The light from the TV makes little
shadows behind the erect nipples. I hold them with both
hands, massaging them. What was warm through the shirt
is now hot flesh, pressing against my hands. My cock twitches
between her cheeks and she wriggles back on me. I pinch her
nipples harder than before. Jen sighs and reaches down
to return the favor to my nipples. I’m completely hard now
and press my hips up at her. We grind each other a little bit
and with another one of those smirks, Jen lifts up her ass
and my waiting cock slides into place, up into her hot cunt.
We both gasp as the entire motion has taken about 5 seconds.
Neither of us moves for a few moments. The feeling is just
so incredible. Another of those fantasies gone. Her hair
is in her face as I drop my hands to her hips. I urge her to raise
up that ass and bring it back down onto my cock. An approving
grunt from both of us. Up again and I thrust up as she returns
to my hips. With both of us sharing in the humping, I feel
like I could go forever. This beautiful woman is fucking
me like I’ve only dreamed of. Those great tits are heaving
up and down with our gyrations. I cup one with my hand while
trying to keep the rhythm going. We miss our timing and my
dick comes out of her pussy;just rubbing the length of my
shaft. “I want you from behind, ” I say as I roll her off me.
We trade places and she kneels in front of me. Getting behind
her, she reaches back and guides my painfully erect cock
back into her heat. “Yesss…”Jen gasps as I enter her.
“Fuck me!!” Leaning forward, I can grab both her tits. I
take short strokes into her snatch. I’m leaning on her back,
breathing in the smell of her hair, her perfume, her sex.
She wiggles and pushes back on me. As I release her tits to
take hold of her hips, I fuck into her with long strokes as
hard as I can. She grips the pillows and grunts into them
as I slam her pussy. Every fantasy, every daydream, every
erotic thought I ever had is in each thrust. I feel like laughing
out loud, because I’m having the time of my life. But I want
her one more way before I cum again. I pull out and she half
collapses on the bed. She turns onto her back as if she can
read my mind. I get between Jen’s thighs and my cock finds
its way deep into her twat. We’re sticking together now,
as I slow down. I’m getting close again and want to feel this
woman fuck as long as I can. Jen is caressing my hair, wiping
the sweat away and whispering for me to cum. To make us both
cum. My slow strokes are becoming more and more deliberate
as I near the edge. I feel Jen’s tits against my chest, nipples
hard and hot. Jen wraps her legs around me and locks her ankles.
” I’m cumming, don’t stop!!” Jen cries. The combination
of the heat in her thighs as they encircle me and her look
as she orgasms against me, sends me over the edge. I thrust
once;twice; and on the third stroke I cum like never before.
We both groan in ecstasy as we hold each other. I can feel
Jen’s pussy gripping my cock and I bury my face in her tits.
We both drift off asleep. When I wake up the next morning
she’s gone. We meet upstairs in the kitchen and exchange
nervous ‘good mornings’ in front of the kids. After breakfast
, while they are engrossed in cartoons, Jen hugs me and
grabs me by the crotch.
” I hope this gets you off your ass and gets you out in search
of that girlfriend” she says. “Fuck her like that and she’s
yours.But in the meantime, if the opportunity arises,
save some of that loving for your old Aunt Jen!!”
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