I used to spend the Summer months in southern Ohio with my aunt Sandy and her family. It was my chance to get away from the inner city and spend some time in the country for a while. In the more recent years, Sandy had been divorced and all of her children had grown and moved out of the house leaving her by herself. It had been at least five years since I had spent any length of time down at her house. But with her divorce and sudden loneliness, I decided it was time to restart a tradition.
The first night I was down at Sandy's, we had a great time. We went out to dinner and sat around watching videos till late in the morning. I could tell that my company was just what Sandy needed. The next afternoon, Sandy and I spent the entire day down town at the annual 4th of July celebration. We listened to music and played games until the sun went down. And after the fireworks display was over, we headed back to the house where we talked for a long time about how so much had changed since I'd spent some time with her. There was something different in Sandy's eyes that night. Something I didn't recognize. But I shrugged it off and thought nothing of it.
I was listening to music on my CD player while Sandy took a shower on her way to going to bed. When she was finished I the bathroom, I heard her call for me to come and say goodnight. As I headed into her bedroom, I noticed Sandy was wearing a pink teddy which seemed strange to me. She was supposed to be headed off to sleep. Why would she need a teddy for that? Still naïve to what was going on, I bent over to give Sandy a kiss goodnight when the odd behavior hit an all time high.
As our lips met, I became aware of the fact that the length of the kiss was much longer than what you would expect from an aunt and her nephew. I opened my eyes to find Sandy's hand reaching behind my head. The was a slight break in the kiss when I noticed Sandy open her mouth and extend her tongue. I had never thought of my own aunt in that way before, but I found myself having uncontrollable urges to open my mouth and let her tongue in.
Our tongue began dancing in and out of each other's mouths. I could hear moans and groans coming from Sandy as she reached down and grabbed my hand, placing in gently upon her soft breasts. As we continued to kiss, I fondled my aunt's chest and felt her hands trace a line down my chest and not stopping until they were firmly placed on my crotch. She began untying the sweats I was wearing. Once she had loosened the string, she pulled them down to the floor. She broke off our kiss and whispered," Oh God Dwayne...I want your cock in my mouth."
