Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content.
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I have an aunt who is a stone fox. She's 5'7", dark brown hair, works out daily, and could literally be a photographer's model. She also has a magnificent pair of ta-tas with gorgeous, well-defined, dark pink nipples.
Now you're probably wondering how I know about my aunt's nipples. Well here's the story about how I found out about them.
Freshman year in college I took a class in golf. When my aunt, Nicole, and her husband, Brian, who are serious golfers heard about it they offered to take me golfing with them. An offer I quickly accepted
One thing you have to know about my aunt is that she is extremely competitive. The idea of her not giving her all or letting someone else win just to be nice doesn't fit her personality.
Tuesdays I normally have one class, but that day our teacher couldn't be there so I was free. That is how the three of us ended up playing golf one Tuesday morning.
Everything is going along pretty much as expected. In other words Nicole is kicking our asses. We get to the thirteenth hole and Nicole's second shot lands just inches short of the green. As luck would have it I managed to drop my second stroke a little farther and it actually landed on the green.
Brian knows Nicole is going to be annoyed that I'm ahead of her so he says, "I think Jason is going to beat you on this hole, sweetie."
Nicole retorted "We'll see about that shit."
Just to provoke her further Brian says, "As a matter of fact, honey, I'm so sure Jason will win that I'll bet you that new putter you want that he wins the hole."
"You've got a bet, buster," Nicole retorted without thinking.
"But if you lose you have to play the next two holes topless," Brian added with a grin.
So I'm standing there stunned at this turn of events. Like I said my aunt Nicole is a totally hottie and I would love to see her tits, but I know there is no way she is going to strip off her blouse and bra on a public golf course much less in front of her sister's kid.
As I expected Nicole starts trying to back pedal, but Brian reminds her that she already agreed to the bet. He tells her that she should have found out the consequences of losing before agreeing to the wager.
They argued about it for several minutes with Nicole pointing out that I was her sister's kid, but in the end she Nicole agreed.
You could have knocked me over with a feather. Here was my chance to see something I had fantasied about ever since I discovered there was a difference between boys and girls. Now it was up to me to make that dream come true.
Nicole went first. Her first shot landed way short. Brian decided not to play this hole. My first shot landed about halfway between her ball and the green.
Her next shot ended about twenty feet short of the green. I was nervous as hell and my hands were shaking, but I was determine not to blow this fantastic opportunity. My ball stopped just two feet from the hole.
For her next shot I guess she was nervous too because she overshot the green entirely and her ball ended up in the grass on the far side.
Now it was her three shots versus my two.
This was it. If I sank my putt I would win and be entitled to the show of a life time. If I missed this shot and she sank her putt the best I could do is tie her.
So I put forth my utmost supreme effort. And muffed it.
My ball just missed the edge of the hole and rolled another three feet. There must have been a blade of grass that pushed my ball away at the last second because that can be the only explanation for it not toppling in.
I heard Nicole give a sigh of relief. My future was suddenly bleak.
This time Nicole hit a nice shot. It landed on the green and was rolling right for the hole with plenty of speed to get there. Dammit at the very least we would tie and since the bet was that I would win I would still miss out on the greatest opportunity of my whole life.
I heard her start laughing. And then her ball stopped about two inches from the cup.
Surely there was someone on high watching over me that day. I had one more chance. I had been so nervous up to this point, but then poof and I was steady as a rock.
I tapped my ball and it rolled right pass the hole. Shit, shit, shit.
Zbut then the ball stopped. And then it rolled backwards and dropped into the cup.
I was trying to play it cool on the outside, but inside my mind was cavorting like, well like a golf ball in a tornado.
I was actually going to get to see Aunt Nicole's awesome, gorgeous, smoking hot, bare-naked boobs. Holy shit!
And then, and then, nothing. Nicole sunk her putt and her and Brian walked over to where our golf bags were sitting and she dropped her club in and just stood there.
Meanwhile I'm still standing on the green looking dumbfounded.
They looked at me and asked if I were coming. Well that was a pretty embarrassing question I thought. It took me a second to realize they meant 'coming' and not 'cumming'.
I've got to tell you I was pretty bummed out. I thought they had been serious when they made the bet. Apparently they were just kidding me all along.
We get to the next hole and honestly I was starting to get a little pissed. I didn't see anything funny about the trick they had pulled on me. They got my hopes up and them just stomped on them.
