Aunt Jean

I'm Mark, I'd just turned 18 and everything was going exactly as I'd wanted it to. In high school, I'd really focused on sports, especially football and I got really good at it. My grades weren't the best but I'd passed everything with reasonable marks. Originally, I'd played rugby which had taught me how to tackle effectively without gear and after trying several football positions, I found I was best as a linebacker. I was just over 6' tall and a solid 240lbs so while I wasn't fast, whatever I got ahold of generally moved or stopped depending on what I wanted. I'd applied to a couple of universities for their sports programs but the only one that had accepted me was our local university.

I'd really hoped on one from out-of-state that had one of the best programs but they hadn't replied. I'd been talking with a buddy who'd also been accepted and we planned to rent a small apartment together. Of course, my parents said that would be too much money and I should just stay at home but I had a part time job that would pay enough to cover the rent and food so grudgingly, my parents agreed that they'd cover my tuition. I coud have stayed at home but I was really looking forward to the freedom of going out and staying out as late as I wanted, going to parties and ideally bringing a girl or two back to the apartment for sex but couldn't do any of those if I stayed at home.

My parents weren't overly religious but they didn't believe in drinking, at least no more than a glass of wine at Christmas or New Years, so drinking and parties wouldn't happen and they were also against premarital sex so bringing a girl home wouldn't happen either. Everthing was moving nicely and then I got a call from the other university. They apologized for the delay in getting back to me but it had taken longer than they planned to select the scholarship students.

'Scholarship?' I thought, what the hell do they mean but the lady went on to say that they look at the top 50 applications, narrow it down to 10 and then pick 3 to get a full scholarship and I was one of the three.

Mom and dad could tell by the look on my face that something big was happening and after the lady assured me that it wasn't a prank call and asked if I was still interested in attending their university, I quickly said, "Hell yes!" which got me a dirty look from my parents because they also didn't like swearing.

That was quickly forgiven when I got off the phone and told them I'd been offered a full football scholarship at the university that I really wanted to go to. Mom was overjoyed for me and I'm sure my dad's first thought was, "That'll be cheaper for us" but he still told me how happy he was and that he was proud of my achievement.

Of course, that meant that now I had to scramble to find accomodation when most places were already rented, it was a six-hour drive so I couldn't really drive there just to look at a place or two and classes started in two weeks. That's when mom suddenly said, "What about Jean?"

"Jean?"

"Yes, your aunt Jean."

"Ok, what about her?"

"I'll have to check but I'm pretty sure she moved close to where you're going. Maybe you can stay with her for a few days so you can look around and find a place."

I hadn't seen her since I was about 14 but I did remember her. She was mom's youngest sister, divorced from Dave almost 2 years ago, no kids and as I definitely remembered masturbating thinking of her when I was a teenager with raging hormones. She'd have been about 24 at the time, slim, average height, great body and from memory, an absolutely great rack. The downside was that she was just as uptight as my parents were, so I wasn't that thrilled with the idea of staying with her. Mom picked up on it and said, "It would only be until you can find somewhere reasonable to live because until you can find a part time job there, it won't be possible for your dad and I to cover everything."

The next day, mom phoned her sister who said she could use a bit of company and I'd be welcome there until I could find a place to stay. Net result, in four days, I was on the road by 10am in dad's old Jetta that he'd given me with everything I could into it. GPS plotted, I made it there in reasonable time and when she answered the door, I recognized her right away but she didn't look like I remembered her. Instead of the glasses, it looked like she had contacts and her dark hair was now longer but what really caught my eye was the incredibly tight t-shirt she was wearing which obviously had no bra under it because her nipples were clearly showing and her shorts were not only high cut on the sides and back but so tight that they looked like they were parting the lips of her pussy. As I took all that in, she moved to give me a big hug and "Welcome! It's not a big place but it's all mine."

Damn, as she hugged me, I could feel her tits against my chest and knew right away that I'd have to make sure I had some kleenex handy when I went to bed that night. The tour of the house didn't take long - there was only 2 bedrooms, the kitchen, a small living/dining room and a bathroom.

When she asked if I was hungry and I said 'yes', she insisted we go out for supper to a local restaurant that was known for its smoked ribs. The smell was awesome as we walked in and when we got served, they tasted even better. There must have been a surprised look on my face when Jean asked me if I wanted a beer because she just laughed and said, "I might be your mom's sister but that doesn't mean we're that much alike and it's 'Jean', if you call me Aunt Jean, I'll likely hit you because it makes me feel old!"

Cold beer and hot ribs were a perfect supper and as we ate, Jean told me that she usually worked 8-4 so if she was gone in the morning when I got up, I was welcome to whatever I wanted for breakfast and she'd leave a key out for me to take.

The next morning, I spent making calls and, in the afternoon, I went around to the ones that I'd short-listed and quickly found they fit into one of three categories; way too small, disgustingly dirty or in a scary neighbourhood. I was kind of dejected but when Jean got home, she said there'd be something out there, I just had to keep looking. When she started supper, I heard, "Did you fix the tap?"

"Oh, ya - I noticed it was dripping so I grabbed a couple of washers and changed them. I also fixed the latch on the back screen door so it won't blow open."

"Cool, thanks! So sports and handyman, good combo!"

The next day was no different housing wise and neither was the third. I'd been keeping mom and dad posted and decided I'd stay for one more day to see what I could find and if nothing, I'd look into some of the dorms but they were really pricey and I wasn't keen on sharing a room with a couple of guys I didn't know. The next morning, I got up and figuring that Jean was gone to work, walked naked across the hall and into the bathroom. I was still half asleep but quickly woke up when I stepped into the bathroom and just about ran into my equally naked aunt who was just drying off after getting out of the shower. Even as I stumbled through a quick apology, I couldn't help but check out from her smooth, puffy looking pussy, up to her amazing chest. When I first got there and she'd hugged me, I'd enjoyed the sight and feel of her nipples through her shirt but that was nothing compared to actually seeing her fairly large nipples, surrounded by large, dark areolae. When I looked further up, I was expecting her to be mad but she wasn't even looking at my face, she was staring down at my crotch. When I looked down, I quickly saw why. When I'd gotten up, I'd had my usual 'morning wood' but seeing her naked had quickly turned that into a 'morning log' and since I'd seen a couple of shaved guys in porn flicks, I'd kept myself totally bare which made my solid 7" of cock look even bigger.

Then her head snapped up and she started apologizing as well with, "I'm so sorry, I forgot to tell you I was going in late this morning."

By then, I'd gotten myself together and as she stepped past me to go to her bedroom, I said, "It's ok, I really didn't mind!"

She just flashed a quick smile over her shoulder and went into her bedroom, shutting the door behind her. As I showered, I couldn't get the image of her naked body out of my mind and it wasn't long before a huge load of my cum was mixing with the water as it went down the drain. By the time I got out of the shower, she was gone so I got dressed and started my day but had no more luck than I had on the previous days. I finally headed back to Jean's, I figured I'd have an hour or so to relax because I figured that after the bathroom incident in the morning, things would be a bit uncomfortable when she got home.

When she got home, nothing was said about the night before and after we'd eaten and cleaned up, I was sitting in the bedroom, searching for other potential places to stay when she popped her head in and said, "Can I see you for a minute?"

Damn, that didn't sound good but I saved where I was and joined her in the living room. The first thing I noticed was that she'd changed into a thin t-shirt, no bra and a pair of tight shorts. The second thing I noticed was that there was a 6-pack of beer on the table. After handing me a beer, she said, "I'm sure you're a bit embarrassed about this morning and so was I, but it was an accident and no big deal."

Just as I was starting to say that I agreed, she cut me off with, "and seeing as you're not having a lot of luck finding a place, there's a good chance it'll happen again while you're here so here's what I'm thinking... we'll enjoy a beer or two to relax, then get undressed so we can get any remaining embarrassment of seeing each other naked out of the way and just carry on from there."

The look on my face must have been hilarious because she laughed and said, "I know, you're either thinking, 'What the hell's happening' or 'what's the joke' but I'm totally serious. I know the few times you've seen me at your place, I seemed pretty strait-laced but that's just so I stay out of trouble with my sister and the rest of the family. I saw that you enjoyed how I was dressed when you got here and sometimes, I don't even wear that much around the house so I'm kind of hoping that you're not as uptight as your parents are."

As I was trying to wrap my mind around everything she'd just said, I realized that I'd just drained my entire beer and she was handing me another. That one lasted longer and when we'd both finished our third, she said, "Well, are you ok with my plan?"

All I could do was nod because even if it was a bit embarrassing, there was no way that I was going to turn down a chance to see her totally naked again. After closing the drapes, she very calmly lifted her t-shirt off over her head, exposing the same amazing, braless tits that I'd seen that morning and then after only a quick look at me, she peeled off her shorts, panties and was standing there totally naked. For a few seconds I was stunned and then I heard her saying, "Well, I think it's your turn."

Again, all I could do is nod before taking off my shirt and pulling off my pants and boxers. As I did, she could clearly see that I was aroused and said, "Well, that's certainly a good indication that I'm not over the hill yet!" and then she went to the kitchen to grab a couple more beer for each of us. All I knew for sure was that when I went to bed, I'd need a good supply of Kleenex because the image of her totally naked was going to be masturbation material for weeks.

At first it felt very weird to be sitting there naked, drinking beer with my equally naked aunt right across from me but after a while, that went away and to my amazement, while my hard-on didn't go away, it certainly softened noticeably. After talking about my search for a place to stay and a few other things, Jean said, "Knowing your parents, I'll bet you haven't had much experience with girls."

"Nope, I've made out with a couple of girlfriends and a bit further with another."

"Hmmm, so how far is 'a bit further'?"

"We'd gone to the beach and on the way back we parked to make out. Her top got undone and I was able to touch and kiss her tits and we both got our hands into the others bottoms to touch but that's as far as it went."

"So, no blowjob from a girlfriend?"

"Nope."

"A hand job?"

"Nope."

"You've never fingered a girl?"

"No to that too."

"Well, from what I've seen of you already, now that you're away from home, I'm pretty sure you'll be able to have a lot more fun with a girlfriend and from the size of your cock, she's going to enjoy it."

After a bit more chatting, she said, "Well, I'm going to grab a shower and head to bed. See you tomorrow!"

I went back to my laptop for a bit before going to bed myself and the load I shot that night remembering the look of her tits, nipples, pussy and her body in general was one of the largest I think I'd ever had.

When we both got home the next night, Jean said, "I've got some news for you, hopefully you'll be interested."

My first thought was that she knew someone who had a room or apartment for rent but then she said, "I was thinking about things last night so I called your mom today and explained that while you were doing everything you could to find a room, you hadn't had any luck yet. When she asked if it was ok for you to stay here a bit longer, I told her that you'd been fixing up a few things that needed work and it was great to have a bit of company so I suggested that if you were interested, you could just stay here. I'd still need to have rent but with you helping out the way you have been, I wouldn't need as much as other places are asking for."

I was quick to agree so we got my parents on the phone and worked out the details. They were happy it was cheaper; Jean was happy for the help and I was happy to finally have a place I knew I could stay. For the next few weeks, everything went well with both of us very comfortable with the other around so it wasn't a big deal if we saw each other naked coming/going to the bathroom or through a bedroom door that wasn't quite shut. Of course, being comfortable with it didn't stop me from masturbating on a regular basis to the images of whatever I'd seen that day.

One evening, we were sitting outside on a couple of lounge chairs, enjoying the sunset when Jean looked at me and said, "I'm pretty sure you've heard me masturbating because I've definitely heard you a few times. At first, I was a bit embarrassed thinking you could hear me but it also turned me on a bit too knowing that you were masturbating thinking about my tits, pussy or ass."

When I looked down, there was a noticeable bulge in my boxers. Just hearing the words, 'pussy', 'tits', 'masturbating' and 'cock' from her was a bit of a shock because I'd never heard them from a woman other than a girlfriend or two and certainly not from family. That's when my hormone driven brain finally kicked in and I said, "Well, if being naked in front of each other was supposed to help us not be embarrassed when it happens again, would masturbating in front of each other stop us from being embarrassed the next time we hear it?"

My aunt looked at me for a few seconds before saying, "Do you know how upset and mad your parents would be hearing you say that?"

Just when I figured I'd gone too far and now she was pissed off at me, she grinned and said, "I've lost hope in your mom over the years but at least it looks like you're open to some fun so it's a good thing I'm not your parent - I think that's a great idea!"

It took my mind a few seconds to grasp that she'd just agreed to the two of us watching each other masturbate but before I could make sure I was right, she said, "It's private enough back here" and then stood up, pulled off her top, took off her shorts, sat back on the lounge chair then started teasing her nipple with one hand while she ran a couple fingers, over, around and across her pussy before slowly sliding them a little bit inside.

Other than porn, I'd never seen what I was watching right now and as I watched, I heard her say casually, "Don't forget that I'm looking forward to seeing you too!"

Without taking my eyes off what she was doing, I stood up, got undressed and sat back down with my hand around my erect cock, slowly stroking it. "Mmmm, that's a lot better!"

She was already moaning slightly and that increased when she moved her fingers from her nipple further down so she could tease her clit with a couple of fingers while she used her other hand to slide three fingers slowly in and out of her pussy. I could already see she was wet and the more she fingered herself, the wetter she got. As she fingered herself, I stroked my cock at the same speed. It didn't take long for her to cum and while I'd watched a fair bit of porn, none of it really compared to actually being there and seeing the expression on her face, the way her body shook, hearing her moans and then the long sigh of pleasure as her orgasm slowly ended. I managed to hold back until hers was done but as soon as she was able to focus on what I was doing, I could feel my whole cock tighten and then release as the first spurt of cum shot out and it was followed by spurt after spurt until the deck in front of me looked like it had been splattered with white paint. As I came, I was watching Jean's face and I definitely noticed the way she licked her lips as rope after rope of cum surged out of my cock.

When my orgasm ended, I looked at Jean and said, "Wow, that was intense!"

"It was for me too! I've never masturbated with someone else watching before and certainly not my nephew."

As I nodded, she added, "So it kinda goes without saying that this stays between us?"

For some reason, that made me laugh and then I said, "Really? You mean I shouldn't tell mom and dad that I've not only seen her sister naked but we sat on the back porch and masturbated until we came?"

Jean laughed as well and said, "Oh, I wish we could tell them - and have a camera ready to catch the look on their face. But seriously, neither of us can mention this to anyone else, got it?"

"Don't worry, I got it! I think I'll go grab a shower" and as I got up, I had an idea.

When I went past Jean, I reached down for her hand and before she could figure out what I was doing, I sucked a couple of the fingers that had been in her pussy into my mouth, actually tasting pussy for the first time, even though it wasn't directly from the source. I think it caught both of us totally by surprise because Jean let out a soft moan followed by, "Ohhhh, god!" as her whole body seemed to tense and then relax.

Even though this was the closest I'd had to a sexual experience with a woman, I was pretty sure she'd just cum again but other than flashing her a quick grin, nothing was said and I went into the house. Just as I was getting out of the shower, Jean came in and she was still naked. As I dried off, she got into the shower and after both of us enjoyed a quick look at the other, I kept going and she enjoyed her shower.

Looking back, I think that was kind of the turning point because from then on, neither of us worried about getting dressed going to/from the bathroom or closing our bedroom door if we were undressing. Even if one of us was masturbating, we'd often leave our door open so the other could watch and occasionally we'd repeat our original mutual masturbation session either outside or in the living room.

Classes were going well and the football coach was awesome. We'd had our first game on Saturday and I came home about 4pm sweaty and likely a bit smelly too so I jumped in the shower. I was about half way done when Jean came in and said, "Are you close to done, I forgot to grab a shower earlier and I'm supposed to meet a couple of girlfriends for drinks and burgers."