My Nympho Aunt Moves In

I had no idea who Aunt Cordelia was. My mom, her sister, had never mentioned her. So, it was very surprising when Mom announced one day when me and my sisters were at the dinner table - that her sister was coming to live with us for the better part of six months. Apparently, her mansion had experienced some sort of plumbing disaster, and she needed a place to live while it was renovated.

"Why haven't we met her before?" my sister Connie asked.

Connie is 20, and my twin. Blonde, petite but with good-sized breasts. She is cute, and feisty - always saying just what's on her mind.

"Well," Mom said, patiently. "Cordelia and I have never been close. She has some, let's say strange ways and I just never wanted any part of it. But she is my blood and no one else could take her."

"I'm excited to meet her," Julia said.

Julia is 19 - and the youngest. Also blonde, also cute, but a little more reserved than Connie.

"Is she older or younger than you?" I asked.

Mom set down her fork and thought. "You know, Kurt - she's a couple of years younger than me - so early forties maybe?"

That would make her at least twenty years my senior. I figured she was probably old and not very pretty. I mean, my mom is pretty good looking for mid-forties, but she takes really good care of herself. My friends have called her a MILF, and I guess I see it. She has honey-blonde hair past her shoulders, large breasts, a slender waist and athletic legs.

"You guys are just going to have to welcome her," Mom said. "We've got plenty of room and I for one am looking forward to reconnecting."

Aunt Cordelia would stay in one of the guest rooms downstairs - near my room. We live in a big house, with six bedrooms plus the master.

A knock on the door announced her arrival. I peered from the top of the stairs as Mom opened and greeted Aunt Cordelia. She was wearing a furry hooded coat, and I couldn't really see her face or her physical form at all. Mom ushered her down the hall to her room.

"Did you get a look at her?" Connie asked, joining me at the top of the stairs.

"Nope," I said. "How about you, Julia?"

"Me either," Julia said, standing next to Connie.

I shrugged my shoulders and down to the den. The call to dinner came about an hour later. I met Connie and Julia at the foot of the stairs. It was winter so the sky was getting dark early. I saw the glow of candles coming from down the hall.

The three of us walked cautiously into our spacious dining room. Mom was in an animated conversation with Aunt Cordelia, who had her back to us. I could see long, wavy brown hair that cascaded over the back of her chair - and that was it.

"Oh, kids," Mom said. "Come on in and join us!"

I saw our places set with streaming plates of salmon, rice, and a veggie of some sort. As I walked around the high-backed chair that held Aunt Cordelia, I saw a slender arm reach for a tall glass of red wine. As I rounded the corner of the table I nearly fell over.

There sat Aunt Cordelia. She was not old or ugly. In fact, she was among the most beautiful women I'd ever seen. Her lovely brown hair framed a friendly face with soft features. Her blue eyes danced in the candlelight. And her dress - black, clingy and low-cut. I could see plenty of cleavage of two big globes pushing out of her dress.

"Come meet Delia," Mom said.

I exchanged glances with Julie and Connie. They were thinking the same thing I was. This was not the aunt we were expecting.

Aunt Cordelia stood and pushed her chair back. She reached out a petite hand towards me.

"It's so nice to meet you, Kurt," she said.

Her voice was clear and deep, her stomach flat. The dress was so tight that I could see the outline of a thong covering her pussy.

It took all my effort not to stare at her breasts, so I got lost in her eyes instead.

"Kurt!" Mom said, breaking me from her spell.

"Oh, sorry," I said, taking her hand. "Nice to meet you too."

"Oh, Kurt," Aunt Cordelia said, "we're family. Give me a hug!"

She reached around me and pulled me in. She smelled of something floral. She was warm and her breasts pressed into my chest. I felt my dick spasm just a bit and hoped she hadn't noticed.

"Why haven't we met you before?" Connie asked, moving to my side and going in for a hug.

"Oh," Aunt Cordelia said, "your mother and I haven't been as close as we could be. But I'm here now!"

Julie hugged her as well, and we all sat in our places.

"So, what do you do, Aunt Cordelia?" Connie asked, always the curious one.

Aunt Cordelia laughed lightly. "That's a great question. I guess you could say I'm a therapist of sorts. I help people discover more about themselves than they ever thought possible."

I thought I saw a look from Mom - was it disapproval?

"Sounds intriguing," Julia said. "Do you like have an office and stuff?"

"No," Aunt Cordelia said. "I work out of my home. At least I did until ..."

"So, you're not working now?" I said.

"Probably not until my house is ready again," she said. "But hey, let's not talk about that. In fact, I want you to do me a favor - call me Delia. Okay?"

"Okay, um, Delia," I said, trying to avert my eyes from her luscious boobs, without much luck.

I looked up and thought I saw Delia wink at me. Was I wrong? Probably.

"Your mom tells me you're going to school next term, Kurt?"

"Oh, yeah," I said. "UPEN, um, the University of Pennsylvania."

"And you're 20 now, yes?"

"Um, right," I said.

"Good that you waited a bit. I did too," Delia said with that incredible smile.

"I start in January," I said.

"I'm sure there'll be plenty of great experiences waiting for you - in and out of the classroom," Delia said.

What did

that

mean?

During the rest of dinner, I tried hard not to stare at my aunt. She was stunningly beautiful. She gave off a vibe - sensual, sexy, kind of naughty? I couldn't put my finger on it, but my dick was responding plenty. Several times I had to quietly adjust myself to keep my erection from showing.

"I think I'm going to really enjoy my time here," Delia said as we cleared the dishes. "I'm looking forward to getting to know you a lot better," she said, taking a plate from me, her fingers touching mine.

"Uh, me too," I stammered.

We all sat by the fire and talked about our lives. Connie was going to nursing school and Julia didn't know what she wanted to do post high school. Mom was plenty busy at work and was gone many evenings.

"You work too hard, Jean," Delia said to Mom. "You need to have some fun!"

"I know, I know," Mom answered.

Delia yawned and stood. "I'm pretty tired after my trip," she said. "Um, Kurt - it's pretty dark down the hall to my room, would you show me the way?"

"Make your aunt feel at home, Kurt," Mom said.

"Oh, glad to," I said, standing.

Delia put her arm around my waist as we left the living room. Her fragrance was intoxicating and as we walked, her boobs bounced slightly.

"Here we are," she said as we arrived outside her room.

The hall was dark, illuminated only by a nightlight.

"Thank you for guiding me here," Delia said, planting a kiss on my cheek.

As she removed her hand from my waist, she let it glide lower across my ass.

"I'm so glad I have such a handsome nephew to see me safely home," she said.

"I'll see you home anytime," I said, facing her, and very aroused. "Let me know if you need anything."

"Oh, I may just do that," Delia said, her hand going across my stomach and her eyes darting lower.

Was this amazing woman flirting with me? My cock was aching, and my mind was fantasizing about forbidden things.

She went into her room and closed the door. I shrugged my shoulders and left. I must have been imagining it.

After a while, I changed into knit shorts and a t-shirt, without underwear - as I usually did. I went into the downstairs bathroom and started brushing my teeth. I totally forgot that we had a guest and left the door open, as I usually did.

As I finished brushing, I noticed someone else in the mirror. It was Delia.

"Oh, sorry!" I said. "I guess I forgot to close the door."

Delia was wearing a black nightgown, silky and slinky - and also very clingy. She was not wearing a bra, and her nipples poked through the fabric. The gown was short, and just barely covered her crotch.

"It's fine," she said. "I figured you left it open on purpose."

"Not really," I said. "Just force of habit, I guess."

"Well, I'm glad you did," Delia said, glancing down in the mirror.

I realized at that point that my dick had started to become erect at the sight of Delia's incredible breasts.

"Sorry about that," I said, embarrassed.

"Oh, I'm not sorry," Delia said. "Not sorry at all. So ... you like me?"

"Of course I do," I said, turning to face her, so close to those delicious looking breasts. "You're my aunt!"

"I'd like to be more than just your aunt," Delia said, coming in closer, her nipples only inches away from me. "And I think you'd like that too."

"I, um, I," I said, not sure what to say.

"Do I attract you, Kurt?" Delia said, inching closer.

"Um, uh, yeah?" I said.

"I saw you looking at my nipples earlier," she said. "Do you like my breasts?"

As she said this, she used her hands to cup the sides of her breasts, pushing her nipples even further out of her gown. They'd gotten harder.

"I, um, of course I do," I said, staring at those nipples.

"I think you do," Delia said. "Parts of you like them very much."

She glanced down and I followed her gaze. My cock was standing straight out, tenting my knit shorts.

"I like parts of you too," Delia said.

"What, um, what's happening here?" I said. "You're my aunt!"

"Oh, I know," Delia said. "I'm an aunt that has feelings - wonderful feelings for her nephew. I was in my room, thinking about your sexy body. My pussy started to itch, and I fingered myself thinking of your cock pushing apart my pussy lips and fucking me! And then I saw you go by, and I couldn't help myself!"

"Um, wow, Delia," I said. "This is, um, unexpected."

"But inviting, yes?" Delia said, her hand back on my waist.

"Oh yes," I said. "I just never thought you ..."

"Shh!" she said. "This can be just between us, okay?"

"Um, okay," I said, my mind in a bit of a fog and my dick getting harder by the second.

"I love how you've grown since I came into the room," she said, looking down at the bulge in my shorts. "Would you like your aunt to help it grow more?"

As she said this, her hand came around in front of me. I watched in the mirror as she grasped my dick, squeezed and pulled back.

"Oh!" I said, taking in a quick breath.

"Is that okay?" Delia asked, not removing her hand. "I like how hard it feels."

"It feels really good," I said, still in a state of shock.

Delia rubbed my dick up and down several times. I was getting so hard! Then, to my amazement, she pushed her hand under the waistband of my shorts and grabbed my dick with her bare hand.

"Mm," she purred. "So soft and yet so hard!"

We looked at each other in the mirror, her blue eyes intense as she jacked my dick. Her hands were so soft but her grip hard - and she was getting me really hard and really turned on.

"Ooh, looks like someone is getting ready to cum," Delia said, looking at my crotch.

I glanced down in the mirror and saw a dark spot on my shorts where the tip of my cock was pressing against the knit fabric. It was pre-cum. I also watched her breasts bounce a little with each stroke, her erect nipples moving up and down beneath the slick fabric of her gown.

Suddenly, Delia let go of my dick, knelt and turned me to face her. The gown she wore pulled up as she opened her legs. She wasn't wearing panties. I saw her shaved mound and dripping pussy lips.

She pulled down my shorts and my dick burst free, more liquid dripping off the tip. I watched in fascination as she gently kissed the head of my shaft, licking off the pre-cum, then opening her mouth and putting half my cock in!

"Oh!" I gasped.

The warm wetness of her mouth and tongue brought me closer to cumming.

"Hmm," Delia said as she pulled me out of her mouth. "Your cock feels and tastes so good. I felt you jerk a little when I sucked. Are you getting ready to cum in Aunt Delia's mouth?"

She continued to use her hand to move up and down on me.

I nodded.

"I want to taste your sweet, creamy cum in my mouth, Kurt. I want you to shoot off down my throat. I want to feel you cum - to feel your big dick throb and pulse in my mouth."

Before I could answer she opened and swallowed my entire cock. She sucked in and pulled off - going up and down with such a tight mouth and lips.

"Oh, fuck!" I said, feeling intense pleasure radiate from my dick, down to my toes and back up.

My dick spasmed and I felt a huge load of cum shoot from me. Delia kept sucking and I could see her swallowing my jizz.

"Oh ... oh ... oh!" I grunted with each load.

When I was finally done, Delia came off my cock and spent time licking my shaft clean. She stood, still holding my softening dick.

"You do taste good, Kurt. Did that feel good to shoot off in my mouth?"

I nodded, not sure what to say.

"I hope you sleep well now," Delia said. "Maybe you'll dream of me."

With that, she let go of me, turned, and walked out of the bathroom, across the hall to her room, and shut the door.

I stood there, half naked, not sure if I'd just dreamed all of this. I looked at my dick and saw more cum drip off the tip - and I knew it had really happened. My own aunt had just given me a blow job!

I pulled up my shorts and stumbled out of the bathroom, shutting the door to my room and crashing on the bed.

I did dream about Delia, and what wonderful things we might do together. I had no idea if this was just some one-time thing or ...

Aunt Delia acted as if nothing had happened the next morning. Us kids hung out with her by our indoor pool. She was lively and interested in us. But there were no sideways glances or any hint of what had happened the night before.

That night, as I stood brushing my teeth again, I was about to give up on my growing fantasy when the door cracked open. I looked over and Delia was coming in, wearing the same short, slinky, clingy nightgown - her heavy boobs swaying back and forth.

"I just love this gown," she said. "I love how my nipples feel when I walk - they get so hard. They also get hard when I see a handsome man like you."

"I didn't think ..." I started to say.

"Shh," Delia said, putting her finger on my lips. "Last night was just a prelude. Why don't you come with me," she said, taking my hand and pulling me from the bathroom.

My dick instantly started to become erect. What did she have in store?

We walked across the hall and into her room. She closed the door behind her. The room was dimly lit by a lamp in the corner. The bed was turned down.

"I don't think we've had a proper introduction," Delia said, coming close and tilting her head up, her lips close to mine

I bent and our lips met. I felt her tongue push into my mouth - that same tongue that had made me cum so hard. I let her explore and swirled my tongue around hers. I was kissing my aunt and loving it!

My hand found its way around Delia's waist to her ass. The fabric felt smooth as silk and her ass cheeks were easy to squeeze.

"Hmm," Delia purred as we broke off. "Someone's getting frisky!"

"Am I going too far?" I asked.

"Not far enough, I think," she said.

"Wow!" I said. "Not far enough?"

"Yeah," Delia said, squeezing my butt cheeks. "I want to kiss you and lick you and suck you and I want you to touch me - touch my breasts and suck on my nipples. I want your mouth on my pussy and then ... I want to feel that wonderful cock of yours fill up my cunt with your sweet, creamy jizz while I cum all over it!"

"Oh man!" I said. "I can't believe this is happening. Is it okay that we do this?"

"Oh, it's more than okay," Delia said, reaching in front and squeezing my dick. "I think your cock would agree!"

Delia knelt again, stripped off my shorts and kissed my dick. This time I saw her hand go between her legs and rub up and down on her slit, which was again dripping with moisture. I held her head to my crotch as her warm, wet mouth enveloped me.

After a few minutes she stood and placed my hands on those incredible breasts. They felt so firm and her nipples so hard. I squeezed and kneaded her boobs.

"Mm," she moaned. "Oh, I like that."

I leaned over and kissed her nipples over her nightgown, leaving wet marks where my tongue had been.

Delia lifted the nightgown over her head and tossed it to the side. She stood there, completely naked. Her breasts were like two globes, her areola light, surrounding big hard nipples. Her stomach was flat and her waist narrow, leading down to a swollen pussy and a shaved mound.

"What do you think?" she said, putting her hands on her hips.

"You are so gorgeous!" I said.

"Then take off your shirt and make love to your aunt!"

I complied. She pulled me in for a tongue-filled kiss. I fondled her breasts and broke off to suck her nipples.

"Mm, oh, mm, oh!" she moaned.

We fumbled our way to the bed. She got up and pulled me after her. We lay, my leg over hers, my hands on her breasts and my mouth on her lips. She was the most sensual person I had ever met. Her body moved and her legs pulled me on top. I began grinding into her, running my cock up and down her slit.

"Oh, fuck, oh!" she said, her hips moving in sync with my movements.

I wanted to put my dick into her pussy right there, but she had other things in mind.

"Lick my pussy, Kurt!" she said, pushing my head down.

I kissed her breasts and sucked on her nipples. She held my head as I moved down and kissed her stomach. I'd been with girls before, but nothing like this. I moved down to her mound and kissed it, slowly making my way between her legs.

"Oh, yes!" she cried softly.

Only inches from her slit, I could see the juice dripping off her lips. She smelled lovely. I moved in and touched her pussy with my tongue. She tasted salty and tangy.

"Oh!" she moaned.

I explored her lips - moving the folds back with my tongue until I felt a little hard nodule - her clit.

"Ah!" she cried as I sucked in on it. "That's right. Suck my clit. Suck me ... suck me!"

Her hips moved up and down as I continued to taste her juices. I moved down slightly and thrust my tongue into her opening. Her taste was much stronger there and she rose up as I pushed deep inside.

"Don't ... don't ... stop!" she moaned.

I knew girls liked fingers too, so I moved back up to her slit and clit and inserted two fingers into her wet hole. I moved them in and out as I licked.

"Oh ... oh ... ah ... oh," her breathing heavy and with each breath her voice went higher, like she was building up to something. I knew what that something was. I was going to give my aunt on orgasm!

I kept sucking and licking and fingering. Suddenly, Delia's hips shot up in the air and she cried out, "AH! AH! I'm ... cumming, AH!"

I felt a fresh burst of juice come from her pussy, into my mouth and down my fingers. She jolted up and down and her legs spasmed and shook as she came.

She'd laid her head back on a pillow as I ate her out. As the orgasm subsided, she lifted her head and smiled at me. Pulling me up, we traded tongues and lips.

"That's a good boy," she said. "You made your aunt cum so hard!"

I chuckled. "Always glad to oblige!"

"And now it's my turn to make you cum," she said. "Are you ready to fuck me?"

"Absolutely!" I said.

I felt her hand reach for my cock. She moved it up and down her slit, then positioned me at her opening.

"Push it in!" she said.

I pushed and felt my cock slide into this well of warmth. Her pussy surrounded me and clinched me on all sides. I pulled out and pushed back in all the way deep inside her.