Aunt Helen had always been my favorite aunt. She was my mom's youngest sister and I was clearly her favorite nephew. A set of circumstances brought us together last September when I slept with Aunt Helen in her Atlanta apartment. It could have been too much to drink and maybe some wild and crazy hormones. We never actually fucked, but we held each other tight and had intense orgasms pushing against one another. I shot gushes of cum onto her, rubbing my throbbing cock against her slippery chest and belly as she ground her pussy against my thigh and came like a rocket.
Some time passed before I saw Aunt Helen again. It wasn't until Thanksgiving when we met at my folk's house. My girlfriend came with me so Aunt Helen gave me an appropriate sweet peck on the cheek and a nice hug when we walked in the door, giving nothing away.
My duty that day was to spend about an hour outside in the freezing cold splitting wood for the fireplace while the women chatted it up in the kitchen and my dad and uncle watched football in the den. The gals were well into the Crown Royal egg nog and a little tipsy when I finished splitting and stacking a big pile of firewood. My mom and girlfriend got along great and were wrapped into conversation since they had not seen each other in a while.
I came inside cold and tired and it felt good to flop on the big sofa with a large glass of egg nog and a lap blanket. I changed into some comfy sweat pants and intended to catch about a 20 minute nap under the blanket but that is so not what happened.
It took only a few minutes before Aunt Helen walked into the den and sat on the edge of the sofa in front of me with her ass snug against my cock. The shape of her sweet ass moved in a couple of circular motions for effect and damn did it have an effect. I'm all about a girl's ass rubbing on my cock, but holy shit I was not ready for that with my Dad and uncle sitting just a few feet away. It was a fucking good thing I'd drank better than half of the tumbler of egg nog or it would have splashed everywhere.
My Aunt Helen sat still and behaved herself only briefly before she put an arm down and her hand planted firmly on my thigh, right next to my cock. She held it there while lifting her ass and moving to one side, sitting next to me and getting comfortable before resting her hand beneath the lap blanket and directly on my cock. She was clearly tipsy from the egg nog and her action took me by surprise. This made me moan the slightest bit as she sat next to me with her hand moving into my sweat pants holding my now rapidly stiffening cock.
