I sat at the bar in the kitchen looking across the room at my Aunt Pat as she talked to my Mom. I trying to appear both calm and relaxed outside because inside I was on fire. My aunt stopped by on her way home from work and had expected Mom to already be gone. Mom sat at one end of the table and Aunt Pat at the other. From where I sat I could see both of them in profile but, they could only see each other from the waist up. Aunt Pat was wearing very conservative knee length black skirt and white silk blouse. It's a good thing Mom couldn't see Aunt Pat from the waist down. When Aunt pat sat down in the chair she had pulled her shirt up to a point exposing the darker area at the top of her panty hose. Then she crossed her legs which hiked the skirt even higher. I knew two things were certain, she was wearing pantyhose that had the crotch cut out of them and that when Mom left in a minute to go to the city and meet Dad for dinner my Aunt Pat was going to fuck my brains out.
My name is Matt and at the time this happened, I had just completed my junior year at a local college. I was 21 and still live at home.My Aunt Pat is my mothers older sister. She's 46, married with 2 children, weighs about 155 pounds, stands 5'4" tall, wears the sexiest underwear you've ever seen (when she wears any), loves to tease, has multiple orgasms, has the wettest pussy I've ever felt, gives both great hand and blow jobs, likes to fuck in odd places and positions and has absolutely the best pussy in the world.
How does a 21 year old nephew know all this you ask. Well it all began back in early April during spring break. I went down to Cancun, Mexico with a wild bunch of kids from school. On my return I put my camera case on the bar when I came in from the airport. It hung around there for a week or two. Aunt Pat is a photography nut. When she came over one afternoon and Mom asked her to take the film out of the camera and develop my pictures. Now this was no big deal to me. They were just pictures taken of a bunch of students cutting up and having fun.
About a week later Aunt Pat dropped by on Wednesday evening and asked for Mom. Now she knows Mom goes to the city every Wednesday to meet Dad for dinner so she knew Mom would not be home. I was in the den watching television when she arrived. She was wearing a white pleated skirt and a blue blouse. I greeted her and we walked back into the den. I sat back down in the recliner and Aunt Pat remained standing by the coffee table as if she was only going to stay a minute. She engaged me in chit chat for a moment and then said she had to go but be sure to tell Mom she stopped by.
As she turned to go she said she almost forgot she had brought my spring break pictures. She reached in her bag and pulled out two envelopes. She handed me the larger of the two. I opened the envelope and looked quickly through the pictures. While I looked at the pictures, Aunt Pat moved directly in front of me and was standing about 4 feet away from me between the recliner and television set. The only light in the room was from the lamp on the table next to the chair and the light coming from the television. When I looked up after viewing the photos I could see right through the skirt. The background light gave me a great view of her inner thighs and the U shaped curve of her pussy. Aunt Pat then handed me the second envelope and said I may want to keep these private and not let Mom see them. I could not imagine what she meant.
I opened the envelope and removed the pictures. They simply were pictures of me and my friends at the beach. Aunt Pat gave me a minute to look at the pictures and asked if I saw what she meant. I said no and with that she came over and sat down on the right arm of the recliner. She leaned over real close and told me to take a good look at my bathing suit in the top picture. When I did not only did I see what she meant but remembered the incident leading up to the photo.
The picture was of me and a big blond girl from Minnesota with huge tits just about hanging out of her top. The two of us were horsing around in the water and she was letting me cop a feel of her breasts while she copped a feel of my Dick. The picture was taken with my camera just as we exited the water. What it clearly showed was that not only was my bathing suit see through when wet, but that I had a hard on. In my drunken state either I didn't realize or didn't care. Don't get the wrong idea. I don't have a big Dick. It's just average size, but it could be seen clearly pointing straight up.
Aunt Pat then remarked that I must have had a good time with that tall blond after the picture was taken. That was when I noticed she had changed position on the arm of the chair and her hip was pressing against my shoulder. I looked down and the skirt had ridden way up on her thigh. Her perfume was intoxicating. She changed positions again and let her left leg fall slightly over the arm of the chair and touch my leg. Her right leg was slightly dangling off the right side. This caused her skirt to hike up even further. I was becoming both aroused and nervous. Aunt Pat asked if I liked women with big breasts or if I preferred smaller ones like hers. I just looked at her, I was stunned. She then began rocking ever so slightly back and forth on the arm of the chair. She then placed her left arm on my right shoulder and placed her hand on the back of my neck. Her lightly squeezed and massaged my neck with her fingers then began very lightly scratching my neck with the ends of her manicured fingernails.
