I had just graduated from high school and had enlisted in the Navy. I had one month to go before leaving for the Great Lakes. I was alone with my Aunt Alice, whether she planned it that way or it just happened, I do not know, but it is one time I will never forget.
They say you never forget your first time. That must be true because I still play the scene repeatedly in my mind, remembering every detail from my aunt’s soft, warm tongue to the feeling of each our hands in each other’s pants. But I am getting ahead of myself and getting hard just thinking about this encounter.
My Aunt Alice had just moved into her new house not far from where we lived. I had always had thoughts of a sexual nature whenever I saw her, which was often. She and my mother were close. She had jet black hair, which she kept at shoulder length. She also has the prettiest light green eyes that would melt your heart.
My aunt stood five feet five inches tall. Her face was smooth, with a few freckles and a dimple on the right cheek. She had a captivating smile. Her breast was nicely shaped, and I thought it significant for a woman her size. She was not heavy, and her waist tapered at the hips. It was a joy watching her walk away as her ass was nicely rounded and her shorts comfortably tight.
I was about to turn eighteen; she was thirty-nine.
It was a warm summer day when she visited my mother; she was crying, my mother took her into her bedroom. I stood outside the door listening. I felt terrible that she was crying. I was concerned, so I quietly listened. She told my mother she had walked in on my uncle while he was in the bathroom masturbating.
“I never refuse him sex. Why would he do such a thing?” My aunt said. My mind stopped listening at that point. I had jerked off plenty of times thinking about her. So maybe he was as well.
Every time I saw my aunt, I would get turned on and daydream about having sex with her. “I never refuse him sex.” That line kept playing over and over in my head. I considered that this might be an opportunity to open a discussion about sex with her.
Two days later, I decided to walk to her house, which was not unusual; I sometimes would visit with her and my two cousins.
I knocked on the door, she answered. With a big smile, she welcomed me in and hugged me. I like feeling her breast against me. She said, “You will be leaving for the service; I am glad you came to see me. Everyone is out but let’s sit down and talk. You don’t mind that it is just me, do you?”
“Mind? Of course, not, you are my favorite aunt,” I said.
She said, “That’s sweet,” and gave me another hug. I held her a little longer than I should have and kissed her on the cheek as we pulled away. I wondered if she had noticed. She did not say anything as she grabbed my hand and walked me over to the couch. “Sit here,” she said as she dropped my hand and sat on the chair across from me.
I loved my aunt; she was a tender-hearted, motherly type. My eyes kept scanning her body. Her blouse looked fantastic; I wanted to feel those nicely shaped breasts. I often wondered what they would feel like in my hands.
My aunt also had a pair of shorts that showed off her shapely legs.
I was wondering if she shaved her pussy, or if she left it bushy. Did her pussy smell good, taste good, was her pussy wet? All these questions ran through my seventeen-year-old mind, hoping to fuck my mother’s sister. Hoping to lose my virginity to my aunt.
“Harvey!”
She snapped me back to reality. “Why are you looking at me that way?”
“Oh, sorry, Aunt Alice, I noticed how nice you look, sorry.”
She gave a pleasant little smile, “Thank you,” she replied. “Are you excited about going into the Navy?”
“Yes, I am looking forward to going, though I wonder if I can make it through boot camp.”
“You will do good. You will look handsome in the uniform,” she told me.
“Thank you. I hope so,” I replied
My mind was not thinking about my next adventure. I was thinking about having sex with my aunt right now and what that would be like. I felt an erection happening in my pants. I was now concerned if she could see it. Then what would I say? I noticed she glanced down at my crotch. Had she seen my shaft rising and creating a bulge in my pants?
We talked for about ten minutes more, and then she said, “I should get back to cleaning; everyone will be back in about three hours.” She stood, and I stood. I walked over to her to give her another hug. She pulled herself tight against me and laid her head on my chest.
“I love you,” I told her.
“I love you too.” She looked at me with those pretty green eyes.
Without thinking, I opened my mouth, and what came out astonished both of us. I told my aunt I heard her talking to my mother the other day.
“What did you hear?” my aunt asked.
Now I was stuck. I had to tell my aunt what I heard or make up a lie. “I heard you say you walked in the bathroom while uncle was masturbating.”
“OH MY!” she exclaimed. “Did you hear that?” She was starting to tear up.
“Maybe he was thinking about you; I know I do when I jerk off.” What the hell did I just say? The words just came out.
She stopped hugging and walked to the door. “You should probably go now; I will not mention this to your mother.”
I turned three shades of red as I walked to the door. I whispered, “Sorry,” as I grabbed the doorknob.
“Wait,” she told me. “We should sit down and talk first. Harvey, I am your aunt. I am twenty-two years older than you. You did say you jerked off thinking about me, didn’t you?”
“Yes, I do…I mean, I did.”
“What about girls your age? What do you think about them?”
I told her that she was prettier than many girls I met and that I always felt funny when she was around. “After you leave, I would go to the bathroom and jerk off,” I explained that I was too afraid to have sex with a girl. I did not want to worry about them becoming pregnant.
“Are you still a virgin?” she asked.
“Yes, do you think that is bad?” I asked.
“No, I just thought you were handsome, and working on the farm you developed a muscular-looking body. You would have attracted some girls.”
“I have been on dates and have made out with some girls but never had sex,” I answered.
“I know I should not do this,” she said, grabbing my hand. I stood up close to her. She put her hands around my waist and pulled me close. She moved forward enough to feel my erection against her stomach. “Is that for me?” she said softly.
“You make me hard,” I whispered back.
“Kiss me,” she said softly.
Our lips came together; my aunt’s lips were soft and moist. She placed her tongue between her lips; I met her tongue with mine. We ran our tongues in an exploration of each other’s mouths. Kissing my aunt was getting me even more excited.
Stopping, she looked at me and asked if I was sure I wanted to do this. I answered by kissing her neck.
She grabbed me by the hand and led me into her bedroom. She stopped. She was facing the mirror on her bureau. I stood behind her as she removed her blouse. She watched me in the mirror. I stood there amazed at what I was seeing. “Unhook my bra, would you?” she panted.
I fumbled with the clasps and unhooked them. My aunt removed her bra. Her breast started round against her chest, then tapered to a rather large areola from which her nipples jutted out about a half-inch, hard and pink. I watched as her breast fell from her bra and bounced against her chest.
She reached back for both my hands and pulled them forward, placing one over each breast. She leaned back into me as I felt her breast repeatedly, squeezing them gently and running my fingers over her nipples. She turned her head around toward me, and we kissed again.
“Harvey, please keep this between us.”
I promised.
Turning toward me, my Aunt Alice helped take my shirt off. She pressed her bare breast against me. She ran her fingers over my chest and my hard-toned stomach, stopping at my underwear. Her nipples hardened. “Throwing hay around kept you in good shape,” she said.
Without saying another word, she kissed me again. She started unhooking my belt and unzipping my jeans. Before dropping my pants, my Aunt put her hand into my underwear. “You are so hard,” she said in a heated, passionate voice. “It is so hard,” she mentioned again.
She told me to lay on the bed facing up. I did as told, gladly. What was she going to do? It was my first time with not a girl but a woman, twice my age and a relative, My mother’s sister. I was excited, so very excited. I did not know how long I would last and told her so.
She removed my underwear and pants in one motion. I untied my shoes and pulled everything off. I lay there on the bed naked with a raging hard-on.
I started to say something. My aunt placed a finger over my lips. “Just relax and watch,” she said, smiling.
I watched as my thirty-nine-year-old aunt removed her shorts and panties, throwing the panties in my face. I grabbed them and began to smell them. Her panties were wet, the hair over her pussy looked like it had beads of juice on them. She moved on to the bed. She started kissing all around my erection. Grabbing my cock she stood it straight up. She ran her tongue from my balls to the head of my cock. When she got to the head of my cock, she kissed it and played with the head wrapping her tongue around it.
I was too excited. I told her I thought I was going to cum. She turned her eyes toward me, then turned back and swallowed my cock into her throat. I took a deep breath, my cock throbbed, sending hot cum down her throat. She gulped it down. When I had given her all my sperm, she raised her head. I told her I was sorry. She said it was okay and asked if it felt good. I told her beyond anything I had ever felt.
She said, “You are young; you will be ready again in a minute.” She brushed her soft, warm breast against my stomach then chest and laid on the side. We started kissing again. I was feeling her breast and nipples as we made out. I felt the warmth of her hands on my balls and pressing on the vein of my cock. I could feel myself getting hard again. She reached down and put her hand at the base of my shaft, running her finger over my balls.
I was again as hard as a rock. “See, I told you it would not take long.”
She said, “You stand at the edge of the bed.” She spread her leg revealing the water droplets on the bushy hair surrounding her pussy. Without any more instruction, I dropped to my knees and began to kiss her legs and thighs. I could smell her heat. I looked and saw what seemed to be a small cock between the folds of her pussy lips.
“Kiss it,” she said as she began to play with it. I did not hesitate. It tasted wet and soft. I placed my mouth over it, ran my tongue around her clit, and kissed it repeatedly. My face was wet. My aunt was breathing heavily. “Don’t stop,” she cried, “please don’t stop.” I didn’t.
I was enjoying myself. I licked her clit and pussy, while I reached up and felt her breast, squeezing the nipples in-between my fingers.
She said, “I will cum, please do not stop.” Her hips raised, bringing her clit to my mouth. I sucked harder. She kept crying out, “Do not stop.” I enjoyed her taste and wetness. Her body began to spasm. She was breathing harder and harder. One of her hands grabbed the bedspread and clasped it; the other held the hair on my head and pulled me right into her. Liquid began squirting out of her pussy, and I swallowed as fast as possible.
She stopped shaking and moaning after a few seconds. “I have not felt like that in a while,” she said softly.
“Did it feel good?” I asked.
“Excellent,” she said. “We are just starting,” she added. “Now you are going to fuck your aunt. I want to be your first.”
“Stand up and let me pull my legs up.” I did. “Now grab my legs and pull me toward you.” I did. “Move your cock toward my hand.” I did.
My aunt then put her fingers over the head of my cock and moved it down toward her pussy’s waiting entrance. “Grab your cock, rub it on my clit, down my pussy to my opening. Now, move your waist forward until the head of your cock is in front of my hole.” I did. I could feel the wetness of her pussy on the head of my cock.
I was so fucking hot and horny. I was about to fuck my aunt. I was spanking her clit with my cock, then pressing it between her pussy lips to the sweet waiting entrance.
I could not believe how it felt. Hot, wet, and tight. My aunt started squeezing my cock with her vaginal muscles. “Feel good?” she asked.
“Aunt Alice, I am so glad my first time is with you. I am so hot and excited, you are so beautiful. I never imagined it would be this good.”
“I want to give you something you will remember me by, in boot camp. I hope you will. Now just fuck me slowly, and when you cannot take it anymore, just cum inside me. I want to feel your cock jerk in me and the hot fluid you will shoot into me. I want you to enjoy me.”
My body felt as though it was on fire. I moved my cock in and out of my Aunt’s pussy. I grabbed her breast. Bent over and sucked and kissed her nipples. I fucked her faster and faster. She would let out tiny screams and moans. I did not know how much longer I could go, but I wanted it to last forever.
I pumped her hard and fast. I slowed down a little. “Don’t stop,” she cried, “don’t stop. We can cum together.”
I could not believe this was happening. It was better than a dream, better than jerking off. This was the real thing. I was about to cum inside my aunt’s pussy.
I pumped a few more minutes. I could not hold off any longer. I cried out, “I am going to cum.”
She screamed, “Me too.”
I pushed in one final time as she raised her hips. I could feel my aunt’s pussy juices run down my shaft. My cock began to throb. I felt the cum rising from my balls.
“Here I cum,” I yelled. I shot four squirts of cum into my aunt.
I fell on top of her. She placed her arms around me; we kissed deeply. “I love you, Aunt Alice.”
“I love you, Harvey.”
“I hope this is not the last time,” I said, kissing her chest and neck.
