It had been a particularly hard year so far. I was failing most of my classes at college after indulging in the typical alcoholic habits of any college student. I was a typical testosterone fueled young man with an irresponsible outlook on life. To make matters worse, my manager at the local grocery store terminated my employment due to my inability to show up on time after long nights out partying. Basically, I had only myself to blame. I didn’t care though, because I was young, handsome and of course I had the chiselled body and dark features that most girls go for. I had more pussy than I’d ever be able to satisfy. Which was another problem, because juggling girls becomes like juggling ticking time bombs. It’s just a matter of time before one of them finds out about the other one, and sure enough it blows up in your face. But aside from all this, my biggest problem was being broke, and rent was due in 3 days.
I’ve always been fortunate when receiving help from my family. God knows that I really needed it this time. I needed a place to crash with a relative for a few months that was close to college. Maybe my aunt Mel’s place? I wondered. We hadn’t spoken in 3 years but as I remembered she was always very fond of me, as I was her handsome little nephew. I sent her a message on Facebook since losing her number. As I took a quick look through her recent online photos, I’d seen that she’s had breast enhancements, and they were absurdly large. She was blonde like my mother, since they’re sisters but still look nothing alike. Even at 49 years old, her long fringe haircut flowed either side of her youthful pale face and down to where her new fake breast hung high on her chest. However, my favorite feature of hers had always been the immaculate shape of her ass that usually rested high and plump in her tight jeans. A true goddess that stood at five-foot two with hips that stuck way out to either side. The fact that she had not yet been married in all those years bewildered me. She was a real black sheep in her younger years, with stories that would spread within the family about her old party life, including stories of her over-driven sexual appetite.
After a day of waiting, I finally received an online reply from her.
“Well if it isn’t my long-lost nephew Adam! I was looking at all the new photos you posted just the other day, you’ve gotten so tall! I’m so sorry to hear about your job :(:( but I'm glad you’ve asked me now because I've just set up the guest room here, its not huge, but I'm sure you would be very comfortable here. Here’s my number, so please ring me when you get this :):) “
I was a little nervous to call, as it had been years since we had spoken. But my worry started to subside as I realized over the phone that she was very bubbly and had anticipated my arrival very much. I wondered why, maybe she had been lonely? I felt her interest peak after I informed her that I could move in later that night.
“Sure! tonight would be lovely, come over when you can, and in the mean time I’ll run to the store. I’ll get some pasta for dinner and a bottle or two of Shiraz for tonight... Sound like a plan?” She proposed over the phone.
I felt a little bit more comfortable now as I hung up the phone and gathered my belongings. I jumped in my car and off I drove, and in less than an hour I was finally at my aunt’s house, situated in upper class peaceful suburbia.
Her home was beautiful, and for a Yoga Instructor it seemed like she was doing well for herself.
Her garden and lawn had been well looked after, with rose bush hedges lining the path to the front door. I entered the yard and rang the doorbell, still a little nervous at this point. I heard footsteps as someone approached the door. As it opened, there she was, my aunt Mel. She paused for a moment and looked up at me from her much lower height. She had this surprised look on her face as she leaped at me with her arms reaching to the back of my neck. She proceeded to pull me in and squeeze the dear life out of me. Her smell was like a mix of perfume and perspiration, like the smell of a woman who had just worked out or had sex and was trying to cover it up. And after a long sincere hug, she took a step back to look up at me again.
“Here’s the man I’ve been looking for. Come in! Come in!” She said squealing like a 16-year-old school girl.
I could barely get a word in at this point. It was obvious she had dressed up a little as well as having makeup on. Her bright blonde hair flowed down and around her curvy hour glass figure.
“It’s great to see you,” were the only words I could gather.
She gave me the tour and showed me my bedroom. It was obvious she had youthful tastes despite her older age, as her collections of art and music were not all too dissimilar from mine. She wouldn’t show me her bedroom as she said it was “too messy for her little nephew to see”, with a nervous smile on her lips.
After that it was time to sit and converse over a glass of wine as we sat out on the deck overlooking the yard. And in a matter of hours we started to laugh and connect as the wine flowed into our cups all too freely.
“I can’t believe I’m even looking at the same person, let’s just say you’re definitely not 16 anymore...ha ha,” she spoke with a smirk on her face as she focused her eyes on my body from the neck down.
“Well I’ve changed a bit, but I don’t think you’ve even aged a day,” I replied trying to sound charming in return, as she blushed and glanced at my lap.
“I haven’t spoken to your mother lately. How is my little sister doing?” she said trying to change the subject.
“Yeah she’s great, she doesn’t know I’m here though. I thought that we should keep this little living arrangement to ourselves,” I declared, knowing that my mother might have been unimpressed with my current situation as it was.
“Smooth move mister, let’s not tell her a thing,” she said chuckling as she reached for the bottle of Shiraz.
As the night smoothly progressed I directed the conversation towards the theme of romance. Was there a guy in her life? I wasn’t even sure why I wanted to know, but I do know that with every added glass of wine she drank her body language seemed to accentuate her chest a little bit more. She would sometimes curve her back and stick her breast out at me like some sort of perky invitation. Perhaps this was her normal manner, or maybe I was letting my horny imagination run wild. Either way I increasingly noticed the shape of her curvy figure that lay beneath her tight white cotton top and blue denim jeans, and I didn’t even feel guilty about it anymore.
While pouring another glass I asked about her love life.
“Well… there is a guy my life, kind of,” she answered.
“Is it complicated?” I asked.
“Well it is, but long story short… he’s got a wife. But we hardly even see each other anyway. And our only form of ‘sexual’ contact is through these secret photos that I send to his work address, and it’s pretty dam pointless,” she admitted.
“He won’t drive to see me, and he makes all these crazy promises that he can’t keep. I never wanted to become involved with a married man, but at my age they are all married! I just want to be appreciated... and at my age it’s not as easy as it was 25 years ago,” my aunt complained.
I could understand what she was saying, but I was still taken aback as to how she opened up so easily to me, I could tell she had been trying to get this off her chest for a while now.
Anyway, after hearing all that, I had just one thing on my mind, and so I stupidly blurted my next question.
“What kind of photos do you send him?” I asked despite knowing full well that they were probably of a sexual nature. She paused for moment and studied the expression on my face.
“I guess I could show you…” she replied.
“I mean if you want haha, it’s like, up to you…” I responded trying to sound casual.
We both paused and laughed for a moment. Then she took a deep breath and said “Ok... I’ll show you some shots I took just last night, but please, and I mean please don’t look down on me. It’s not really something I should be showing you anyway! But screw it, maybe at least you might appreciate it”.
She stood up and disappeared into the house as I waited by myself on the deck while she gathered of what hopefully I could imagine would be erotic photos of herself.
As my aunt returned she handed me around 10 polaroid photos that she had taken of herself while posing in the mirror. She was wearing cheap white cotton underwear. However, her figure in all these looked amazing. Her new fake tits almost popped out of her bra in every one of them. I could not believe what I was seeing, and especially as she sat opposite me awaiting my reaction. Why was she showing me these I thought? And why was she sending these photos to some jerk who was married anyway?
“Do you like them?” she asked.
“I don’t know what to say, he must be a lucky guy,” I replied.
“So tell me, why won’t he visit me. Do you think maybe I’m not showing enough of myself?” she questioned me.
Either way I thought she was perfect. Aunt or not, I couldn’t have cared less at this point.
She looked so fucking hot with those new tits. I had been trying to sneak in a few peaks at them all night, and I had to see them I thought. Then an idea hit me.
“Do you think maybe if you posed a little bit more, with some better camera angles, instead of these selfie shots, that it might get him interested? I proposed.
“Well sure, How do you mean?” she replied.
“Like, maybe I could help take some for you? or something” I asked.
It may have been the wine talking but she looked very receptive to the idea I had just proposed.
“Haha umm, first let me see if the camera has any film in it… maybe we can have a joke around. It might be fun!” she said.
She suggested I wait five minutes before meeting in her room. I then poured myself another glass of wine as I tried to collect my thoughts. The wait had passed, so I stood up and walked through the dining room area and entered her bedroom. She had a vinyl record on playing some old jazz music, which I thought was kinda strange. She explained that the music would help get her in a ‘photogenic mood’. She sat on the end of her bed with the same white cotton underwear on that I had seen in the Polaroid photos just moments ago. She handed me the camera and asked me what pose I thought she should do. I just told her to ‘be natural’ as I started taking pictures while she rolled around on the bed trying out a variety of sexy postures. She would even lay back and spread her legs wide open and look right at the camera while biting her lips, which I loved.
I told her to keep going until about a dozen photos later she sat back on the edge of the bed and asked me to stand over her. She wanted me to stand right above her with the camera pointing down on her face and breast. I aimed the camera down from just centimeters away, trying to look as casual as I could. She put her hands behind her head and pushed her chest out to be sexier. It was going very well and smooth until just after a few shots she swiftly pulled down her bra before I could even comprehend what was happening. She then exposed two of the largest and roundest breast I’d ever seen. I couldn’t even take the photo I was so flushed. She grinned and waited for me to say something. I stood there still, unsure if it was some sort of twisted joke.
“Have I gone too far?” she jokingly asked me.
“Was this your plan since the start of the night?” I asked her.
“Maybe haha…” she laughed.
I stood there in silence.
“I’m not like this with everyone, but I feel comfortable with you,” she said.
I still wasn’t sure what to say next.
“Do you know how much these babies cost me?” she asked.
“I’m not sure”.
“Well you’re the first to see them in person, so I hope you like them”.
“They’re amazing,” I replied.
She smiled as she stood up and grabbed a bottle of lotion from her drawer and sat back down on the bed right in front of me. She began to rub her enormous round breast while making them glisten in the dim light. She let out a slight moan, while looking right at me.
“Umm, do you want me to take another photo?” I asked.
“No, let’s mix it up a little...” she replied.
“So what now?” I said.
“I know you’ve been checking out my tits all night. So what if I let you slide your cock in between them… And THEN we take a photo?” she suggested.
I didn’t even begin to respond. I tried to say something, but I couldn’t.
Before I even had time to think about it she slowly tugged at the side of my jeans and pulled them down with just a few tugs, until they were just above my knees. Then again, she did the same with my underwear. Now my thick penis just awkwardly stood out in front of my blonde naked aunt. It was clear that I was attracted to her, but I was still so shocked and unsure of what to do next.
She told me to put the camera down, and to just be in the moment. I watched her reach out as she firmly gripped her bare hand around the center of my cock and pulled my whole body towards her. She guided the tip of my penis to the bottom of her tits, and she leaned in as I watched her two melons gently slide down and around my hardened shaft, making it disappear completely.
I didn’t want to come off as shy, so I started to thrust upwards and into her large oily breasts. I could see the tip of my penis pop up and disappear at the top of her cleavage, as she looked down at it moaning, telling me how kinky it was to see her own nephew do such a wicked thing to her.
“So how does it feel to be the first man to tit-fuck me in over ten years?” she asked.
She pushed her boobs together with her hands and I could feel them getting tighter around my penis. I began to pump it faster into her massive slippery tits.
I pumped continuously for at least five minutes until I felt the lube between her breasts start to become dry and my cock start to tingle.
In an instant I felt a pulse of hot cum shoot up from my penis and watched it cover her neck and chest. She gasped as she looked down and witnessed the cum drip into her cleavage. It almost looked like a pearl necklace. She moaned as she looked at me with a kinky expression on her face. Moments later she began to push her fingers into her cleavage as she collected the remaining pools of my cum. I stood there in euphoria. She then brought her cum covered fingers to her face and looked at them with her blue eyes. She started to lick those messy white fingers with her tongue, mopping up every drop of my seamen.
“Mmm. You taste pretty good, I think this is going to be my desert,” she giggled.
I nearly crumbled at the knees after seeing this gorgeous blonde 49-year-old rub my seamen over her tongue.
“I hope you’ve got another load in you babe,” she confessed.
She grabbed the lotion and handed it to me. She then jumped up on the bed and began to pose on her hands and knees with her ass facing towards me.
“You know when I stalked your Facebook photos today, I stopped looking at you like a nephew,” she told me.
With her ass positioned towards me, she grabbed the edge of her white cotton panties and slid them down slowly just enough to show me her massive pale bare ass.
She turned her head around and looked at me before asking me to squirt some lotion in her hand. I followed her instruction. Moments later she took her lotion covered fingers and massaged the outer edge of her asshole. She then turned her head around again to look at me in the eyes as she said,
“Wanna know what it feels like to fuck me in the ass?”
I was too horny at this point to care that she was my aunt. So I jumped up onto the bed. I adjusted myself, so my hips were just behind her round bare ass. I took my right hand and placed it on her waist and grabbed a firm hold of it. I don’t know why but I spat on the tip of my finger and started to massage the opening of her asshole, even though I could tell she had already oiled it up enough.
She then spoke to me. “Just go for it babe, obviously I won’t tell. Just put the tip in at least!”
After hearing her saying those words I plunged the tip of my cock into her oily wet asshole. And in one move, I slid it in so much further than I expected.
I’ve never heard any girl moan like that before. And with each thrust she kept encouraging me… “Ohhhh yes! fuck me! Get it in there babe!”. As she moaned she kept implying that I was her new handsome young lover.
Out of nowhere I began to slap her ass until she cried with pleasure. She begged me to keep doing it, and so harder I slapped.
“I bet you’ve never fucked an asshole that’s this good and wet!” She moaned to me.
I had never done anal at all before this point.
I continued to fuck the life out of her for over ten minutes. Right then I felt the same pulse surging up through my cock. As I moaned and yelled, “I gotta cum!”.
“Yessss… Fill it up Hun, I want it dripping out of me!” she moaned.
It appears as though all the stories were true; my aunt was a massive slut.
I blew my load right into her huge round wobbling ass from behind.
“Fucking shoot it all in me!” she screamed.
So I did. I blew it all in her.
I slowly pulled out, and I could see what I had done. Her ass was drenched and dripping with seamen down to the back of her knees.
She immediately ran her fingers in and around her asshole while trying to collect my cum with it. I realized she was trying to get the remaining amount of cum from her ass with her fingers, so she could try to wipe it around her vagina. It was pretty hot to watch and see the mess I had made on this beautiful woman.
Afterwards we made out on the bed for a while before falling asleep in each other’s arms. It was kind of romantic. We talked about how we would share the same room for as long as I was living there.
“You really made feel beautiful again.” she told me.
I have recently moved out from her home, but we still chat and like to send each other kinky photos online. And once in every two weeks I might visit for dinner. The last time I visited we ended up 69’ing on the living room floor. Things have started to get a little bit more interment lately, so we decided to move in together again. We still laugh about how I have the photos from the first night when I slide my cock in between her huge round oily breasts.
