I grew up a typical Midwest kid, going to school, playing computer games, and hanging out with friends. I was more of a shy guy, and I never had a girl friend, but that never really bothered me. I stayed a virgin all through high school, but I planned to change all that when I went off to college. I was enrolled to UCLA, and I was invited by my Aunt Sarah, and Uncle Scott, who lived out in California to stay with them and get used to the area.
I hadn't seen either of them in about 5 years, and was eager to catch up with them. As I flew into LA, I could see the city, and listened to the pilot as he announced that it was over 100 degrees outside, which was a far cry from the 60 degrees where I came from. I arrived and looked around the terminal for my aunt, Sarah. I had an idea what she looked like, but wasn't expecting what I saw. She came running up to me arms open, and wrapped around me, and I hugged her back.
"You have grown so much, and what a handsome boy you are." She said
"You look great too." I said back, and I wasn't just being nice. She was fucking hot, about 5 feet, 6 inches, and at least a C cup, and had a very tight body. Her blond hair hung shoulder length, and her sexy legs were accentuated by a short black skirt.
We talked for a while, and then went down to grab my bags. We brought them to her car, which was a beautiful mustang convertible, perfect for the hot California sun. We had a nice drive to their house, I couldn't help myself, but I kept looking over at Sarah. I looked up and down her body, she glanced over and saw me looking at her, so I quickly darted my eyes away. She just smiled and kept on driving. We arrived at their house in about 45 minuets, she showed me to my room, and started to make dinner.
"Dinner time." She soon yelled. I walked into the dinning room, and started to set the table. She brought in some spaghetti, so we sat down and started eating.
"Do you have a girl friend?" Sarah asked as she twirled the noodles on her fork.
"No." I replied. "I never have had one."
"So are you a virgin?" She casually asked. I choked on my food a little at the question.
"What?" I managed to stammer
"Are you a virgin? It's nothing to be ashamed of." She said.
"Well, umm, yeah I am a virgin."
"Oh, just wondering." She said. After a few minuets of awkward silence I had to say something.
"So where is Scott?" I asked.
"He had to work late tonight, should be home later though." Sarah replied as she got up from the table and started doing the dishes.
After dinner I went into the living room and sat down on the couch to watch some TV. There wasn't much on so I was just flipping through the channels. Sarah soon finished with the dishes and sat in the chair across the room for me. We watched for about a minuet, and then Sarah shifted in her seat, her skirt rode up, and revealed her sexy black lace panties. Her crotch was right in my line of sight, and I couldn't help but look. I stared at her beautiful panties until I felt Sarah's eyes on me. I quickly looked back at the TV, but then slowly drifted back towards Sarah. She smiled a little, got up from the chair and walked to her room.
She returned a few minuets later and sat back down on the chair. I slowly turned to look, and saw that she had taken off her panties. A wave of confusion washed over me, I kept asking myself what she was doing? Did she want me to look? I kept thinking she was my aunt, I shouldn't be looking at her like this, but she made no effort to hide anything, so I just sat and stared as my cock began to grow. The silence was soon broken.
"Do you like what you see?" She asked, walking over to the couch, and sitting down beside me. I slowly nodded yes. "Well you have seen mine, now let me see yours." I quickly unzipped my pants and pulling out my now rock hard cock. I had a larger than average cock, about 8 ½ inches long, but until now I didn't know what a big deal it was. "My, my, you sure are a big boy." Sarah said with wide eyes. "Would you like me suck it for you?" She asked, as she licked her lips. I nodded yes again, and she started down. Her lips wrapped around the head of my cock and her tongue worked around the shaft. I was in an orgasmic utopia, getting a blow job from my aunt. She started working me harder and harder, soon taking the whole thing down her throat. I couldn't last much longer, she pumped my cock the last few times and I filled her mouth with hot cum. She came up and swallowed every drop.
"Get cleaned up, Scott will be home soon."
"Ok." Was all I managed to stammer out as she walked back to her room. I waited a couple minuets to soak in what just happened, and then went to my room for the night. I soon herd Scott come home. He and Sarah talked for a while and then got ready for bed. That night I jerked off to the sounds of Scott fucking the shit out of Sarah, and wondering what would happen tomorrow.
I woke up around 10:00 the morning to the smell of eggs and bacon; I stumbled into the kitchen to find Sarah cooking.
"Good morning." Sarah said in a chipper voice. "Scott and I will be out all day, but we will be home later tonight." She placed a plate in front of me and dishing out some eggs. She rushed into her room and changed and left before I had a chance to say goodbye. I mostly just sat around all day waiting for them to get back home. They arrived home around 6:00pm, we cooked a nice dinner, with no mention of what happened last night. After dinner I sat down on the couch again to watch some TV. Scott and Sarah soon came and sat beside me.
"We have talked it over, and we would like to include you tonight." Sarah said
"Include me in what?" I asked
"Scott and I are swingers, and you are welcome to join us." Sarah said as she rubbed my leg.
"Yeah, sure." I managed to stutter.
"Well then, you two just wait here and I will be right back." Sarah said as she walked back to her room.
She returned a few minuets later wearing a very sexy lace bra and panties. Scott and I just sat and looked as our cocks began to grow.
"Now strip!" Sarah commanded. Scott and I quickly complied with the order and threw our cloths off. After I had all my cloths off I took a look at Scott, and he was built. He was about six foot, and all muscle, for a man I had to say he was good looking.