They say "cumming of age" is a momentous occasion and everyone remembers their "first time" and mine was a night was no different. It occurred a few days after my 21st birthday and with an older woman. There was nothing planned about it, it just happened but what an experience it was. Furthermore, the older woman was someone I knew and to make it more decadent she was my very own aunt.
Aunt Jenna was somewhat older than me, in fact she was nine years my senior, born when my mother was in her last year of college and had just given birth to my older sister Miranda.
As most families do that are from a small town or who live out in the county, we all lived near each other. Mom's mother was married early and had had all of her first three children by the time she was 18. Aunt Jenna was unplanned and was born when my grand mother had just turned 40.
I came along 9 years later after and Jenna took to me right off. She didn't get along too well with my sister Miranda seeing that Jenna was more of a tomb boy and Miranda was more of the Princess type.
When I was old enough to walk and talk, I took to Jenna right off and preferred to play with her. She considered me more of a little brother and playmate than a nephew and we shared secrets together that we would never share with any other.
As Jenna matured and came through puberty she blossomed early and was what you would consider "country." More sophisticated people would refer to her as a "redneck" or even somewhat trashy but it didn't bother me. For some reason I had always been attracted to that kind of girl so I guess unconsciously that made the attraction for Jenna even stronger.
Jenna had also had a history of struggling with her weight but by the time she was in her twenties she gave up fighting and gave into "the inevitable" as she put it and decided to be happy with who she was.
As a result Jenna leveled out at around 140-145 pounds which for her bone structure and her height of 5'10" was about 10-15 pounds over weight Even though she was overweight she carried it well and fluctuated in clothing sizes between about a 12-14 ladies clothes.
Even though Jenna was overweight she had a body any guy would sell their souls to get a hold of. Standing 5'10" tall, she measured 36D-26-36 with an hour glass figure, stunning well toned legs, a nice slightly big but curvaceous ass, and a fair complexion but slightly tanned due to many years of tanning beds and lying out in the sun.
However, Jenna's stunning body wasn't the only thing she had going for her. Her attractiveness in the face with her long and thick shoulder length naturally curly sandy blonde hair hazel eyes and full luscious almost pouting ruby red lips is what contributed to her stunning facial beauty. This combined with her charming loving and bubbly personality more than made up for her weight.
Jenna could have any guy she wanted and did and soon she had developed a reputation for herself as a "fun girl" She eventual got married but that didn't last long because much to her sadness, Jenna found out that she could never have children so her husband ended up leaving her. She didn't let bother her and in her mind it was a blessing because she could have as much fun as she wanted and not worry about getting preggers.
By the time I began really noticing and taking an interest girls (by age 14) I had already developed a massive crush on Jenna who was now in her mid 20's who knew it and found it flattering. However, instead of patronizing me and making light of it, she encouraged it and the times when she would baby-sit with me she would go out of her way to dress skimpy.
Her crush for me would eventually take deeper roots because by the time I was 17, I had fully developed to my mature masculine form and now Jenna found me very attractive and sexually appealing but since I was still underage and for fear of my mom finding out, she tried to keep it toned down, at least while in public
Jenna's inhibitions would drop shortly after I turned 18 but she would not completely act on her new found freedom until I was 21. During this time her "wild child" days would also taper, mainly because she had taken over her brother's construction business for which she had worked as a receptionist for so long .
After I graduated from high school, Mom and Dad decided to move with mom's mother after she retired from the hairdressing business. Grandma was tired of the hot hazy summers in our town so they moved to the Pacific Northwest just outside of Seattle.
As for me, instead of taking over the house where my parents lived or getting my own place, I decided to move in with Aunt Jenna and live with her. I also began working on my associate degree in accounting while helping Jenna with her new duties in the construction business. Seeing that she was going to be the boss now, Jenna decided to take some management courses to help her out.
During this time, Jenna and I were so busy we barely had time for anything except either work or school. On occasions, we would have a free night but we were so tired the most we would do would be to rent a movie and sit together on the couch and watch it, sometimes cuddled together under a blanket if it was a real scary one.
Shortly after earning my associates degree, I sunk all my energy in helping Jenna run the business and was in charge of running the day to day basic financial operations of the business while Jenna settled into the business side.
It would be six months later when Jenna and I had finally came to the place where we were "comfortable" running the business that our relationship would take on its new meaning.
All during the time when I had graduated high school to when we would eventually become lovers, the seeds of lusts and desire were being sewn, watered, and abundantly nurtured. Jenna would freely walk around the house naked or if she was wearing clothes it wasn't much. She would also drop subtle hints that her intentions towards me were to get me into bed and it would not happen until one fall night shortly after I turned 21.
This particular Saturday evening began like any other and we drove to one of the finest steak houses around located about 25 minutes from the house in the neighboring big city.
To celebrate, she insisted that I order a beer as a rite of passage to adulthood so I ordered a Foster'sĀ®. Also, to make for an interesting evening and to spice things up Jenna thought it would be fun to pretend we were on a "date" and when she suggested that to me, I thought to myself "what the hell, go for it," so I went along
We sat together in a secluded section of the restaurant at a quiet horseshoe shaped booth. Jenna positioned herself so she was sitting right beside me. To make it seem like a date she put her hand in mine under the table and gently began to caress the back of my head.
After dinner, she took me dancing to a local country western "redneck" bar Jenna was dressed quite provocatively in a sleeveless low cut white button down top which showed an ample amount of cleavage and a short light blue denim skirt made of rugged material that had a slit going up both sides almost to the hips.
We sat at a table and had another couple of beers and smoked a few cigarettes and toasted to me "cumming of age." We danced to some of the fast country songs and soon the band played a set of slow songs and we began to slow dance. This is when we first began to cross the line.
As we danced, our bodies pressed together and Jenna placed her hands on the base of my skull and lovingly began to caress it again. She also pulled me close to her so that her warm body was pressed against mine and her cheek was resting against mine with her head on my shoulder.
Call it fate but something inside of me told me to pull her tighter to me so that her crotch was next to mine and my hands began to run slowly up and down her back.
"Mmmmm sweetie," Jenna crooned. "That feels so nice," and we just continued to dance that way for the next three songs. I would come to find out later she said that not only because my rubbing her back made her feel good, but that she felt my hard cock pressed up against her crotch and that got her hot.
As with all couples that slow dance this way, there is bound to come the time when they look into each other's eyes and take that first kiss and with us it was no different.
As we danced to the second song, Jenna drew her head away from the side of my cheek and looked me in the eye and lovingly smiled at me. I had watched enough romance movies to know that look and had seen it on my girlfriend that I had gone out with for nine months and knew exactly what Jenna wanted.
Without saying a word, our faces drew together so our foreheads touched and our lips soon touched after that. The first kiss was warm and gentle and loving and lasted a good 20 seconds and when we broke, Jenna's eyes gleamed.
We walked hand in had off the dance floor and back to our table. After a couple of more drinks she suggested we take the party home so it could be in her words "more intimate."
Once inside, Jenna locked the door and broke out the bottle of 151 proof rum whiskey, coke then said with a sweet smile "Wait here sweetie" and just as she turned to walk down the hall she added " why don't you get us a nice romantic fire going in the fire place and then and slip into something less confining if you want," and went back to her room.
After I got the fire going good, I went back to my room and put on pair of briefs and a t-shirt and walked back into the living room and had a seat on the sofa.
When Jenna returned, she was wearing only an open white button down lace robe and a pair of light blue cotton panties. In her hand she had something I had never noticed before, a small baggie containing about 6-8 joints.
Jenna had a seat by the fire place where she had thrown down a fleece throw and patted the carpet as if to say "come sit beside me," so I had a seat on the floor beside her. She then poured us both a tall glass of rum and coke, about half and half, and lit a joint, passing it to me.
"Come on sweetie," Jenna said lovingly seeing my apprehension of whether or not to take a puff. "I promise it won't hurt you.," Jenna added with a smile "It will just make you feel like you are floating on air, that's all."
I took a long puff and held it as Jenna had showed me and when I couldn't stand it any longer I exhaled. The effects in my case were immediate and like she said, it felt like I was floating.
"This is pretty cool I said," taking another puff then one after it until I had a pretty good buzz going and handed the joint back to her who took another couple of puffs before handing it back to me for the last puff.
After we finished the first joint, we had another and then Jenna and I laid back on rug and she got on her side turning to face me. Putting her hand on my chest she softly asked "So what did you think about our little date tonight?"
