For as far back as I can remember, my family would visit my Aunt Abby every year during the summer. We would usually stay for a week or two and I always had a great time. She had married my mom's brother the year I was born. I don't remember him because he passed away only a few years later.
My parents continued to keep Aunt Abby close to their hearts and an important part of my life. I really loved her. She was my favorite aunt. My last few years of high school I didn't go with my parents to see her, electing to stay home and fool around with friends. I was now ending my first year of college and knew that I should visit her this year. Scheduling problems with finals made it impossible to go with my parents so I made plans to visit her on my own the following week.
She told me that she couldn't wait to see me and catch up on what she had missed in my life. Aunt Abby lived in a very exclusive area; big homes with lots of property. The weatherman had predicted a heat wave this week and for once he was right. Aunt Abby had a large pool I couldn't wait to use it. When I pulled into her driveway I saw her open her front door and wait for me to get my suitcase and come to the door. She opened the screen door and ran to greet me on the walk. She was wearing a pair of very short shorts, a halter-top and no shoes.
"Welcome back Kevin," she said. " I'm so happy to see you again. Put that bag down and give your Aunt Abby a hug."
I put my stuff down and we hugged and kissed each other on the cheek. "It's been a long time, hasn't it," I said.
"It sure has," she replied. "Stand back and let me look at you. My how you've grown. You've turned into a real man. The last time I saw you, you only came up to here." She held out her arm to show how tall I had been. "Now you're taller than me."
"I guess I have done a lot of growing these past few years," I said. "You haven't changed a bit. You look like the last time I saw you." This was very true. Aunt Abby was the same age as my mother but looked about 20 years younger. Standing there, dressed as she was, she could have passed for one of my classmates in college. She smiled widely, blushed and said, "Thank you very much. I try to stay in shape. I still swim laps in the pool everyday. I guess that has helped a lot."
"I guess it has," I answered. "Because of you I'm on the swim team at school."
"That's great! Come on inside and we'll get you settled in." I followed her to my room and as I did I noticed how short her shorts really were. The cheeks of her ass were peeking out of the bottom as she walked. Each side would appear and disappear with the motion of her hips. Her back and legs showed the developed muscles form her daily swims. Her blond hair was cut short making her neck seem very long. I could smell the perfume she had worn since I could remember.
"Put your stuff in this room," she told me. "When you get set, come outside to the patio where we can talk." As she turned and left I couldn't help but stare at her fine ass again. I put my clothes away and got into my swim trunks. It was hot and I wanted to use her pool to cool off. As I came to the sliders that led outside I could see my aunt by the portable bar she had out there. She had some music on and she was dancing by herself. She had her back to the door and wasn't aware I was looking. She was making moves like an exotic dancer.
Her body swayed like a snake showing how limber she was. I watched as she bent over and was able to place the palms of her hands flat to the ground. Her shorts rode up as high as they could, the edges inching there way towards her crack. I couldn't see any panties because she wasn't wearing any. I could feel my cock start to get bigger so I backed away from the door until I could come out without her noticing. When I felt safe, I made some noise and went out.
She invited me to the bar and offered me a drink. We both had a beer and went to sit on a pair of lounge chairs that faced each other. As we talked she shifted her position and I could see that her dance movements from before had pushed her shorts into the slit of her pussy. They didn't go in deep but the depression was obvious. The two mounds created by her cunt were smooth and even. I felt my dick start to grow again and quickly covered it with my hands and the bottle of beer.
I raised my knees up to try to give me more cover before realizing that I was now giving my aunt a good view of where I kept my balls. I slowly put one leg down and tried to control myself. She asked me if I wanted another drink and I said yes. She got up and as she did she spread her legs very wide. The material of the shorts between her legs flattened out but then quickly dove deeper into her pussy. A very distinct line was now visible as she walked towards me. She stood over me and asked, "Are you finished with that one?"
"It's gotten warm," I answered. "Could I have a cold one?"
"Sure, no problem." She turned and I quickly placed my hard dick up on my stomach and used my waistband to keep it down. As she walked away I noticed her reach her fingers up between her legs and pull her shorts out from her snatch. When she returned with my beer, her shorts were neat but I noticed a slight darkness to their color right where they had been inside of her. She handed me my beer and I swear I could smell her as her hand came close to my face. This time she sat in a different chair and crossed her legs. To my relief my dick began to return to its normal shape but I could feel a wet spot where the hole of my pecker had been.
We talked for a while, reminiscing about old times. She asked, "Do you have any girlfriends?" I said. "No one really. Believe it or not there aren't too many good ones out there. I thought that when I got to college there would be hundreds of good looking ones to pick from but most of them are taken. If I could meet one like you I would be very happy."
"Why thank you Kevin. Who knows, you might find someone like me faster than you think. I see you have your trunks on. Let's go for a swim."
"I'd love to Aunt Abby." She looked me in the eyes, smiled and said, "You can stop calling me Aunt Abby. Abby will do just fine. You make me feel as old as your mother when you say that." We both laughed out loud and I said, "Ok. Abby it is for the rest of the week." She said, "I bought a new bathing suit last week. I'll go put it on and I'll meet you at the pool." She went inside to change and I headed for the pool.
Her back yard was very secluded. The boundary was outlined with tall thick pines. Her neighbors couldn't see or hear anything that happened here. I got in her pool and started to do some slow laps. I never noticed Abby return until I finished and took my head out of the water. She was standing at the edge of the pool right above where I had stopped. I looked up and saw her standing with one hand behind her head and the other on the hip that she had thrown out to one side, her knee bent and the heel of that leg lifted off the ground.