AUNT JUNE COMES FOR CHRISTMAS
As a sixteen year old boy my testosterone was on a rampage. My crushes on pretty girls and endowed women were unbridled. My main crush, was Aunt June, sexy, stacked, around thirty, great legs, and best of all single and fooled around. Or, so the family stories went. Once, when dad was asked by mom;”what should we get June for Christmas?” his reply was; “get her a gross of rubbers she’ll need them.” These type of statements were building blocks for prying ears in the back seat.” Confirms my thoughts” I told myself.
So it was Christmas Eve, near the witching hour, midnight, the party at our house this year, was raging in the den. Everyone was playing grab ass with someone else’s wife or significant other. The music was getting softer and the grabbing and fondling was turning into foreplay. As my Aunt June was single and a grope’, she was getting lots of wanted attention. I was in my room watching and listening through the crack in my bedroom door, having already been sent to my room, and wishing I was the Gropper slow dancing with Aunt June. She was rumored to be hot and willing and loved sex. As the action started to dwindle and the party goers started to leave, most half in the bag, Aunt June had also ended up a bit tipsy, and it was decided that she spend the night at our place. I suppose some guys are choosey if a woman is a little drunk, so to my surprise, dad told her; “to just go lie down with David and sleep it off”. This was music to my ears and my cock, which was already as hard as a twenty-eight day concrete slab, and franticly looking for its first round of authentic, soft, drippy, live pussy. I quickly jumped into bed facing away from the door and pretended to be asleep. I heard Dad escort her to the bed, assisted in removing her clothes, and commented on the fact that she was not wearing a bra. Dad not being one to pass up an opportunity took the time to feel her breasts and nipples. He said; “now that’s a nice pair of knockers.” She said;” stop it and leave me alone. Dad left the room and closed the door”. I guess she put him in his place. I’m thinking she was down to just panties now;. But I still didn’t move acting asleep, to see what might happen. She, thinking I was asleep, started mumbling to herself; “Well fuck;” “she said; “this is just great, Christmas is definitely coming and I’m definitely not.” “I need a very hard dick right now, and put where it will do me the most good”. That was when I decided to turn over on my left side facing her lying on her back. My right arm just naturally fell on her stomach. In answer to that, she turned on her left side, but did not push my arm away. As she moved, her right breast rose up and found my right hand. We ended up in the spooning position, and I ended up casually cupping her beautiful 38c right knocker with my rather large long fingered hand. “EUREKA”!!! While I had dreamed of squeezing, playing and sucking those gorgeous tits and nipples most of my growing up years, I had never done any of it… Now, you ask, how could a teenager spooning with a near naked woman, lightly holding one of her breasts, and his raging hard on pushing on the crack of her ass not move?? Easy, I had died and gone to heaven, I must have been having an out of body experience. I’m thinking, I’m about to get the greatest Christmas gift ever. And, best of all, it was already partially unwrapped, just waiting to be played with. It would definitely be the answer to one of my wildest fantasies and hottest mind blowing wet dreams. My prick, we still at attention, still lying on her crack, and, she is not pushing me away. I’m thinking that this is some degree of acceptance. My prick was like a guided missile waiting for my radar target information. At sixteen I was not quite clear how that would happen. In other words, stage fright. Especially since I’d had many hundreds of Aunt June fantasies. Could this be another fantasy, or was it what I’d hoped for, the real thing?? Trying to clear my head, I re-assed what my current status was. We were now in a semi cuddling position, my rocket was lying in the crack of Aunt June’s ass, and one of my hands was holding one of her tits. One thing was for sure, I was at lease running to first base. Long range, I wanted to be in home plate. So, I kinda scooted over just a bit more, moved my left arm under her neck, so that my hand could still reach her left breast and more importantly that nipple. As my hand closed over her breast I immediately started stroking and tweaking, her nipple seemed to pop up like an exploding firecracker on the fourth of July. We were now in my favorite position, girl on my left, my access to her was perfect and not clumsy, and in my hand was a full, mature, soft, naked, “mother I’m hungry and I need some milk “titty. My seven inch raging erection was now pushing closer in her ass crack. My thoughts, that her pussy was a mere fraction of an inch from my cock made goose bumps rise on my arms. My cock, now being directed by erection central, could absolutely not allow another drop of blood to enter; it was topped off, 110% lethal, hard as concrete nails, ready for this long awaited life changing event. This would be my first fuck, and with my all time dream girl, Aunty June. With my hand on her left titty, one of my dream spots, I began to; like a blind man, increase my ability to feel what I could not see. Her nipple jumped again as my finger moved across it during the position change, Aunt June took a deep breath and arched her back pushing her nipple tighter in my hand. My finger began to move up and down across the now hardened tip. Now, still without a slap or a yell my courage increased and I began to massage the whole of her glorious soft breast and hardened nipple. Aunt Junes breathing increased and I slowly pulled her closer to me. As I moved her, I exerted a small pressure against her crack with my cock, and it slid across her satin panties, leaving no guess room about what was happening. This was definitely going better than I had ever dreamed. Now that I had her right breast closer to me, I bent my head down and put my lips over my first mature, hardened nipple and started sucking, my left hand was still stroking its mate. Aunt June let out a sigh and put her hand over mine and we lay there stroking her left tit together while I continued to suck the right one harder and harder. There was something very satisfying about sucking that nipple, rumor had it, that my mother breast feed me for three years as a child, and I guess I felt like I was back in nirvana. At that point, I paused my sucking, and whispered how wonderful she tasted and felt. We started kissing deeply, both surrendering to the heightening passion. She continued to hold my hand to her breast squeezing slightly; I took her other hand and brought it down to my hard cock. She moaned and said; “well, you do seem to be ready for some action nephew.” Her hand tried to circle around my prick, again she murmured, then started gently stroking me up and down, then peeling my foreskin back, freeing my cockhead. She rubbed her thumb and forefinger around my mushroomed shaped head, her fingers finding the sensitive rim, sending spasms through my dick into my balls and my mind. My cock was jumping and begging for action. As I continued sucking her nipple it was all such an over-whelming and sexy feeling. I moved my right hand down to her satin panties. The panties were beyond wet, more like soaked. It wasn’t a thong but who’s counting?? I started to push my finger across her panties into the moisture. She was very excited and started moving her ass from side to side and push up against my finger, I continued to stroke her pussy through the satin panties, then she blurted out; ”you’re my nephew!” “What will my sister say?” Sshhh I said;”, “Listen to your sister and her man fucking away in the other room”. The bed was squeaking and the head board banging against the wall; “they will not be listening for noise from this bedroom.” “And any way, how will she find out?” This being Christmas, and at least dad very much in the bag, I felt sure he would be passing out as soon as his got his rocks off. “They are enjoying themselves, why can’t we?” Her answer was a long slow kiss trading squirming tongues and spit until we gasped for air. As my hand started pushing closer to the prize and the door to excitement, I started moved my fingers up to lightly stroke her bellybutton, her surrounding tummy felt soft and exciting, and very delicate. I moved my fingers down into the top of her panties and I could feel the start of her bush.
