My Favorite Aunt Fantasy

My Favorite Aunt Fantasy

This is a pure fantasy that I developed many years ago and concerns what some might consider incest… this fantasy helped to produce many loads of hand-pumped cum in my early 20’s, and actually came about as the result of a real-life experience. Through high school and my early college years I did some part-time work for an uncle who was in the home remodeling business. During Christmas break of my sophomore year of college he was working on the home of his sister. Since he was my uncle through marriage to my dad’s sister, his sister wasn’t actually my aunt… but since we all lived in a small town and everyone knew everyone, I called her Aunt Sarah from the time I was a tyke.

At the time this happened, Aunt Sarah was in her early 40’s. They were turning the garage into a den, and I was there during the day cleaning up, running errands for the carpenter, that sort of thing. Sometimes they’d even let me drive a few nails. The job was at a point where we were waiting on some materials that had to be special ordered, but my uncle sent me over several times to make sure the place was cleaned up enough so that his sister could use the room for Christmas entertaining if she wanted.

Being alone in the house, I couldn’t resist… I went to the bathroom and searched the hamper, and found what I was looking for. Sexy, feminine, worn female underclothes… things that held her scent. She was a largish woman… not fat, just big boned. Again I couldn’t resist, and I tried a few of her things on. They felt so good and smelled so good that I just had to jack off!

A few days later I went back to the house, on the pretense of making sure the room was in order, but during the day when I knew both Aunt Sarah and her husband would be at work, hoping I could again dig in the hamper and try on some of her sexy feeling, sexy smelling things. I was a bit disappointed when I got there and her car was in the drive, but since I’d left my house saying I was going there to check on the job I figured I’d better go on in and check on it.

Aunt Sarah wasn’t expecting me, of course. I knocked, then walked in to the garage/den, and called out. She didn’t answer, so I went to the door leading into the kitchen and called out again. Still no answer. So I stepped into the kitchen and looked around. And there was Aunt Sarah. She’d been drying her hair and hadn’t heard me. She was off work because her office was having their Christmas Party that afternoon and she was getting ready to go to it. She stood there in her bra, garter belt and stockings, and panties (remember this was the early 70’s, and many of the older women hadn’t made the change to pantyhose yet). We stared at each other for a moment that seemed like an hour, then she said “oh, my” and turned and hurried back to the bedroom, and I backed up into the garage/den… but not before I got a good look at her… a look at her in the sexy things I had been trying on… a look at her that fueled some very sexy fantasies for me. Here is one.

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I knew I shouldn’t be doing it, but I couldn’t resist. I was in my Aunt and Uncle’s house while they were at work, and I was digging my sexy Aunt’s soiled underclothes out of the hamper and trying them on. What if they came home early? What if someone else came over? How would I explain what I was doing?

But, like I said, I couldn’t help myself. Her clothes were so sexy! Lacy bras with matching garter belts and panties… stockings to attach to the garters… full slips with lacy cups… all of them soft and silky and oh so sexy! And the scent clinging to them was pure ambrosia! The slips and bras smelled faintly of her perfume and sweat. The stockings held the faint musk of her sexy feet. And the panties… well, they were the best! Most of the panties matched the sexy bras and garter belts, and had cotton crotch strips that were usually stiff with her dried juices… strong and musky, with a hint of sweat and pee mixed in.

The best part was that my Aunt was a big woman… not fat, but big boned… tall, with big feet. Her clothes fit me without my stretching them like when I wore my sister’s things. I could even squeeze my feet into her sexy high heels pumps! I made up my mind that I wanted to marry a big boned woman so I could play in her clothes while she was out of the house! Of course at that time of my life I never imagined I could find a woman who would allow me play in her clothes while she was at home!

It was bound to happen. One day I snuck into their house and got dressed in a sexy black bra, garter and panties, tan stockings, and a black slip, all pulled from the hamper. I pushed my feet into a pair of black patent leather pumps with 2” heels and walked around the house. I even got really brave and went out into the back yard. I went back in and admired myself in the mirror, thinking how sexy I looked. By this time the bulge in the front of the slip was obvious, so I decided to lie back on the bed and take care of it. I lay back on the bed and pulled the slip up over my belly. I pushed the panties down just enough to get to my rock hard cock. I imagined that my aunt was there with me, that I was sniffing and kissing her crotch as I jacked off. I tried to picture her naked, and in her sexy clothes, and having sex with my uncle, and having sex with me! Very quickly I spewed a large load of white, creamy cum on my belly. Some of it hit the slip. When I pulled the panties back up over my softening cock and pulled the slip back down, both soaked up the creamy liquid and large wet spots appeared.

And then I dozed…

I opened my eyes when I heard a noise. I had to think a bit to remember where I was. And then I remembered! Not only where I was, but how I was dressed! I started to jump up, to run to the bathroom to change back into my own clothes before I was seen… but as I looked up I realized it was too late. Aunt Sarah was standing beside the bed, looking down at me with a grim look on her face.

“I was wondering where the stains on my dainties were coming from,” she said. “I thought that slug Howard (her husband) was whacking off in my panties.