My Aunt Natalie

My parents were going away on holiday for three weeks and leaving me behind. This was nothing new as they had done it last year as well, even if only for a third of the time. Except this year I had to go and stay with a family member, because last year my parents had come home to a mess after a two day long party i had rather foolishly had on the two nights before they were due to come back.

It could’ve been worse though, I had been going to my Aunt Gladis’ house, a fat, wrinkly old woman that stank of BO and carpet cleaner. That was until she had a fall and had to go into hospital. So fortunately I had to go to Nat’s. Aunt Nat was only slightly older than me, i was 18 and she was 21. She was 5’4” tall and about 120lbs. She had long back-length brown hair that she wore curled and with blonde highlights. Her 32C tits were almost always in some kind of push-up bra that made her breasts perfectly round and smooth, not that she needed it. And if she wasn’t wearing a push-up then she wasn’t wearing one at all. She had a tight little round ass that she would constantly flaunt in a tight pair of jeans, and long slender legs. Everywhere she went she was stared at by men and women alike, all wanting to touch, suck and fuck her.

When we were younger we had played together like brother and sister or close cousins. She was the drop dead gorgeous, fun loving aunty that everyone wishes they had. The last time I had seen her had been two years ago. As a sixteen year old boy I had hormaones all over the place and grew increasingly uncomfortable in the presence of such beauty. Now i was 18 and I thought I’d have all those dark fantasies under control. Thought being the main word.

My parents dropped me off at my Aunt Nat’s place on their way to the airport. I glanced up the path and saw Nat stood on her porch, leaning against a support piller in a thin-strapped flowing dress that finished a few inches above her knees. She had her arms folded under her breasts, lifting them slightly as she smiled at me as I walked quickly up to her house. I saw her and mimiced her beaming smile, holding my bag infront of my crotch to hide the erection i was getting just at the sight of her.

“Hey Mike, long time no see, how’ve you been?” she asked cheerily, unaware of the stirrings in my pants.

“Hey Nat,” i said as i got to the step, heaving my bag up onto the porch and hugging her as she kissed my cheek. It was a good thing the bag was between us, otherwise my favorite aunt would’ve felt my dick pushing right into her stomach. Her skin felt so smooth as she kissed me, and she hugged me so close and gently, she was the perfect woman.

We walked to her door side by side, with one arm around each other like a favorite aunt and nephew would do. I kept my bag close to my crotch though. The first night i had needed to jerk so badly. I couldn’t look at my aunt without thinking about how her lips would look around my cock, or how her tits would look with my cum splattered all over them. Over the first couple of days i got more comfortable again. Living with Nat 24/7 not only showed me that she looked absolutely stunning with or without make-up, but also showed me her body in varying states of undress.

The first morning I saw her cooking breakfast in a long t-shirt that drooped over her chest and stopped mid-way up her thigh.