Author's Note 1: These short fantasies started off as weekly mini-stories for my readers, but the newsletter was shut down because autoresponders do not accept adult content. I thus decided to publish these fantasies for free for my readers to enjoy. It is meant to entertain, so please do not leave hateful comments if everything is not perfect. I am only human after all.
Author's Note 2: All characters involved in sexually explicit acts are eighteen years of age or older.
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Have you ever had one of those fantasies? You know, the ones that feel so real you begin to wonder if you are actually imagining them. Well, I do... because I have them all the time! Sometimes, they turn into a story, but mostly they remain trapped inside my brain. That is, until now...
When I woke up, I experienced a moment of confusion. Had everything that had happened between my cousin and I been true? It was. At least, the sleeping in the same bed part. The incestuous sex part had been nothing more than a fantasy. Still, the sight of my beautiful cousin asleep at my side brought arousal back to my body. After spending a few seconds watching her sleep, I realized just how creepy it was and decided to get up.
A few minutes later, I was heading down the stairs. It was still early, so no one else was awake. Or so I thought until I decided to step out onto the balcony for a little fresh air.
"Oh my god!" I gasped when I noticed someone sitting on the bench that lay beside the door I had just used to access the balcony.
"Sorry," apologized the woman I soon recognized as my aunt, "I didn't mean to frighten you."
"It's all right. I just didn't think anyone else was awake," I explained. However, that was the last thing I said for a few moments. I had just realized something I had previously omitted to notice; my aunt was hot! I had always known she was a looker, but there was something different about her that only now made me notice her beauty. It took a while, but I eventually figured it out.
"She got a boob job!" I realized. Of course, I could not be certain, but seeing how she had been parading them around ever since we had arrived, it made perfect sense. Still, I would have to wait a little longer before I could be certain.
"Or not," I realized when I felt my arousal level rise as I studied her body. However, I was soon snapped back to reality by my aunt inviting me to join her on the bench. Realizing I had just been ogling a relative, I quickly shook the arousal from my body and took a seat next to her.
The next few moments were rather awkward as we quickly ran out of things to say and just sat there in silence. Luckily, we were content just sitting there, exchanging only the occasional word. At least, my aunt was. I was too busy stealing the frequent peek at her new breasts while trying to keep from being too obvious about it. Fortunately, I soon found the strength to keep from gawking at her. Unfortunately, that was only because I felt a powerful fantasy grow within me. I barely had time to figure out what was happening before it took over.
Although identical, the fantasy world I now found myself in was not bound by the same laws and etiquette. Still, I decided to take things slow and I continued peeking at my beautiful aunt. That it, until she said the most unexpected thing.
"I got a boob job!" she announced, seemingly out of nowhere. I was so shocked I just sat there, unsure how to respond. Luckily, my aunt did not require a response on my part. At least, not just yet.
"Do you want to see them?" she asked. I was so stunned by her unexpected offer, all I found to do was nod. Luckily, it got the job done.
"Wow!" I gasped as I saw my aunt pull her bathrobe open. The first thing I noticed was her bra, or rather, lack thereof. After taking a few moments to study her firm, new boobs, I discovered something else. The rest of her body also remained unclothed, leaving her surprisingly tight pussy perfectly visible. Unable to resist, I let a smile curl my lips as I looked her up and down.
"Do you want to touch them?" she asked, no doubt having noticed my smile.
I did not even bother answering. Instead, I reached out and grabbed her boobs.
"Mmmmm!" I moaned softly as I started squeezing them. They were so firm, yet so soft. Had I not known for a fact she had had a boob job, I would have found it hard to believe. Luckily, that did not stop me from massaging them eagerly.
"Do you want a taste?" she asked.
Like before, I did not answer, instead wrapping my lips around one of her nipples. Within seconds, I was using my lips, tongue and teeth to stimulate her nipples with more verve than ever before. My aunt seemed to appreciate, because she started moaning blissfully. Unfortunately, it was not meant to last.
"Stop!" she soon ordered.