The wafts of summer breeze limped over the mountain stream as we watched our holiday companions roll up to our log cabin.
My family was being joined by my dad's brother and his wife and children for the first time in our annual mountain getaway.
We usually all stayed in the cabin, but since I went to college, I preferred to pitch a tent out front of the cabin. There wasn't a bad view possible from my vantage point. Mountain river out the front, with the sounds of water gushing over the large boulders and the lapping of the waters edge against the river sand bank. Facing the other way, the view was a horizon of plantation pine mountaintops.
Now twenty years old, I had once again brought my mountain bike to explore the trails up and down the mountain, which literally stood at our back door.
My dad was a beautiful human. His brother, on the other hand, was an arrogant, condescending twat as far as I was concerned.
He was arrogant, with no justifiable cause to be so.
He was condescending, with no discernible qualities that should allow him to be.
His wife, Jody, was a beautiful person who had, for years, provided the yin to his distasteful yang. She was perhaps a couple of years younger than him. I'd say she was forty or forty-two, with natural brunette hair, a lean body with curves that matched the mountain and valley roads as they wrapped around the terrain like tinsel in a department store Christmas display.
She had a love of fitness, running mainly, with weights and other pursuits as she fancied. She talked of yoga, Pilates, and tennis as well as her staple diet of jogging.
Their kids were similar in as much as they enjoyed the outdoor pursuits without their father's horrendous attitude and ego.
Harriet, their daughter, was a couple of years younger than me at eighteen. She had her mother's long brunette hair, white teeth, and sporty body. The type of body you'd expect to see rowing in a regatta or playing professional soccer. Her bust was slightly bigger than her mother's, yet she didn't seem to feel the need to flaunt her obvious looks.
Their son, Tyler, was my age and preferred ball sports--basketball, baseball, and golf. He'd often be out for the day either participating in or watching one of these pursuits.
The next morning, I got up early and took a pedal up the trails to get to a lookout perched on a nearby mountaintop. The ride took about twenty minutes but was rewarded with a breathtaking view out over the surrounding valley. The clearing had a bench seat and a sign at the top with some minor information about the surrounding terrain, flora, and fauna.
As I rested my bike against a nearby tree and snapped off my helmet to take in the view, I was greeted with a "good morning!" It was Jody. She was walking up behind me, having clearly gotten started on her run before I'd departed.
"Oh, good morning, Jody," I replied, slightly startled to have company.
She was looking divine in an activewear combination of a crop top sports bra and tights that stopped just below her ass. Her top was a complex assembly of two blue shoulder straps with a three-inch zipper that acted as the main closure that just managed to contain her D-cup breasts. Laid over this zipper was a further two pieces of yellow stretch fabric, secured by approximately twelve mini buttons running down her sternum. These buttons and fabric looked purely for fashion.
Matched with a pair of blue shorts, which had three of the same buttons stitched on the front, her body looked like an advertisement for an activewear company.
Jody continued, "I got going early. Hubby got a bit snappy this morning."
"Aunty." I started. "I'm sorry to say, but I really think your husband is an ass."
She replied, "He can be difficult, but he means well. Besides, he's given me two great children."
"I won't argue with that," I replied, "but you're a fucking goddess. He should be worshipping you."
"Haha, thank you for the compliment, young man. You look pretty fucking good yourself all sweaty up here." Her reply caught me off guard a fraction.
Jody's phone sprang to life from under her shorts where she had stowed it for her morning run.
"Speak of the devil!" She exclaimed as she held out the screen for me to see. It was her husband ringing.
"Oh great." I started. "Is he ringing to check you're not having any fun without him?"
"Not sure," she replied, "but that's probably not too far from the truth."
"Aunty," I started, feeling brave considering our conversation. "Put him on speakerphone, and every time he says the word 'I,' you undo a button for me. There's a zipper there so you won't expose anything."
"Oh, you cheeky shit! Let's test him out then, shall we?" Her finger slid across her phone screen to answer the call.
And the rapid-fire conversation started:
"I always have..." Jody's eyes shot straight through me as she silently gasped. Button one undone. She started from the top.
"I don't care..." Button two undone.
"I am always..." Button three undone.
"I am not sure..." Button four undone.
"I can see why..." Button five undone.
Jody walked backward and sat on the bench seat facing me. She developed a smile as her position in our game was becoming weaker. She started to bait her husband now, as their conversation continued. She started to either massage or challenge his ego depending on if it was going to get her closer to the prized "I."
"I am sure you'll understand..." She started from the bottom button now.
"I know..." Button seven undone.
"I'm just being honest..." Button eight undone.
Jody's eyes started to dilate as I felt a stirring in the bottom of my stomach. This fun game was getting very real and very sexy very quickly.
My shorts started to become slightly tighter around my crotch. I had started to swell at the sight of my uncle's wife sitting semi-undressed in front of me at the top of this isolated mountaintop.
I stepped closer to my aunty and kneeled in front of her. I wanted the best view possible. She held out a hand and took mine as she pulled me slightly closer again.
"I am not going to lie..." She undid button number nine. I could see her chest starting to rise further and further. Her pupils were more dilated with the lust the game was showering over us.
"I am not surprised..." Button number ten was undone as her breathing changed to rapid, short panting.
My swelling dick had hardened now to form an obvious lump in my shorts. I leaned forward to hide the obvious lust for my aunt.
She once again reached for my hand and pulled me slightly closer to her again. As I sat up to move towards her, she became aware of my now rock-hard cock in its entirely undersized cage. The view of my seven-inch, thick cock trapped in my shorts and the resultant bulge brought on a subtle pelvic thrust from my aunty, aimed towards me.
My cock was starting to hurt, and her breathing was close to giving her away.
I mouthed the words "fuck this" to her and leaned in towards her heaving chest. With a flick of my finger, I had the last two buttons undone. She reacted by leaning in towards me and rocking her head slightly backwards. Jody wrapped her free hand around the back of my head and dragged it in towards her gorgeous rack.
I looked up into her deep green eyes and, without hesitating, lifted my index finger and flicked the tab of her zipper upwards. It reacted instantly with a release of the pressure needed to contain her voluminous breasts. The zipper traced straight down to its base and fell open. Her breasts spilled out, and with the cool mountain air fanning over her sweaty nipples, they became instantly aroused.
Falling victim to my lust, I grasped each breast with one hand and leaned in and kissed my auntie's sternum before pressing her breasts on either side of my face. As I pulled away, I leaned to my left side and took her right nipple into my mouth. She audibly gasped as I caressed, gently sucked, and licked her delicate nipple before lifting it up to kiss the base of her breast.
"Honey, what's going on?" Her husband had heard her gasp.
I swapped sides and did the same for her left breast.
"There's a cool breeze up here is all." Her weak reply seemed to work as she looked down over me as I kissed and licked both of her firm tits.
"I want to have a look around." He continued. "Turn your camera on."
At this point, I had both of her nipples in my mouth simultaneously. I stopped and looked up at her. We smiled at each other nervously.
I held out my hand and mouthed "wait" to her. I grabbed my aunt's hand and quickly stood her up in front of me. I reached for the waistband of her tights and ran my thumbs under it before tugging them down to the ground.
Simultaneously, Jody grabbed a handful of my cock through my shorts, then tried to use her hand to tug my shorts down.
With her tights on the ground, I gripped my shorts and helped her lower them next to hers. My venous cock sprang from its confines. Its thick shaft snapped into position as it pointed towards the sky with every one of my seven inches fully engorged with blood; such was the lust for my aunt. Her head momentarily snapped back as she blinked a couple of times as she saw my engorged cock for the first time.
I guided her to sit on the bench again as I knelt in front of her.
"OK," I mouthed to her.
She turned on the main camera of her phone as I leaned in behind its gaze and took a long, slow lap of her pussy with my tongue. She didn't respond with any sound, but I saw her eyes roll back as she thrust her pussy towards my waiting tongue.
"See, it's beautiful up here." She tried to sound normal as she showed him the mountainside view.
