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I was never particularly good at keeping up with my extended family once I moved out of the house and was no longer dragged along by my parents to family gatherings. It wasn’t out of any particular dislike, just a pervasive sense of out of sight, out of mind. It never even occurred to me that I hadn’t seen my Aunt Sarah in 3 years, but she was happy to remind me of the fact at her daughter’s wedding. I was 20, single, and bored out of my mind.

“You could come see me some time, you know. My house is closer to you than your parents is, and I know you don’t go this long without seeing your mother.”

“I know…”

“I’m fact, you pass my house on the way home to see her.” She laughed mercifully. “I promise it wouldn’t be too boring. I could use the company now that your cousins have all left me.”

She pressed her body lightly into mine in a way that would make me curious if she’d been anybody other than my aunt. Still, I couldn’t completely ignore the feeling of her breasts against my arm, being pressed upwards, her cleavage…

“Okay, I promise I’ll come visit. I’m just not great about…”

“Thinking of me?” Her hand landed on my chest as she smiled.

“No, I…”

“Well I hope you think about me. I think about you, you know. Always have.” She stepped back and made some space between our bodies as my mom approached up smiling.

“Oh, let me get a picture of you two.” My mom set down her wine and pulled the phone from her purse. I put my arm around my aunt and reluctantly smiled for another of my mom’s pictures. After the flash as we parted, I swore I felt her hand glide over my ass.

“I was just telling your son here that he needs to come visit his aunt. I’m all alone in that big house.”

My mom slapped my shoulder. “Go see your aunt. But first, go get us both some more wine.”

I was happy for the chance to break away. As I waited in the short line at the open bar, the image of my aunt’s breasts pressed up against me flashed through my mind. The wondered of her hand on my ass made me wonder. If it had been anybody else…

A couple of hours later and I was bored, barely even buzzed, being a few months off from being able to easily drink around my family, and ready to go home. Sitting alone at a table picking at the lukewarm food on a plate, I caught my aunt’s eye and she smiled and waved, clearly a couple more glasses of wine into her night.

I waved back smiling and she pointed at her wine glass, then at me. I shrugged my shoulders and nodded, a silent “sure.”

“Don’t tell your mother,” she said as she set my glass in front of me a couple of minutes later.

“I won’t, I promise. Thanks.”

She sat down in the chair next to me, her knee touching mine and she scooted in close, leaning in to speak quietly. “You look very good in that suit.”

“Thanks.” I took a sip of wine and looked at her, considering her differently somehow. It all felt strange.

“I mean,” she took a long drink, “you of course look handsome, but that’s not quite what I mean. You look sexy.”

I was frozen, completely unsure of what to say. I didn’t pull away, I didn’t look to others for safety, but I said nothing.

“What do you think, how does your aunt look tonight? Be honest.”

I looked into her eyes and felt thankful for an easy out. “You look great.” She leaned back and scooted away from the table a bit.

“Just great? Not amazingly sexy for a 43 year old woman.”

Now I looked around for safety. Not to escape, but to make sure I was clear. “You look amazingly, extremely unbelievably sexy Aunt Sarah.”

“Good, I didn’t wear this dress just to have nobody notice.” She slid her chair back towards the table and dropped her hand on my leg. “I look even better out of it though.”

She took a drink and my heart was pounding. I could either escape or I could pretend to be cool. Or, I could admit…

“I know. I actually saw you once changing in your room.”

“You liked that, huh? I knew you were watching me. Ohhh, you’re getting all red. Don’t worry, I wouldn’t have let you see anything if I didn’t want you to.”

Her hand slid up my leg, inching closer to my cock that was now throbbing under my suit pants. I couldn’t believe what was happening.

“Did you jerk off to the memory of seeing my tits?”

“I still do.”

“Is that right? Well, you wouldn’t have to take care of it all by yourself if you’d just come visit.”

I was in shock. I wondered I was playing it cool. I wondered I wanted it to keep going but I really wasn’t sure I knew what was happening. I didn’t figure out how this was happening here, with her.

Suddenly, she stood up and picked up both wine glasses. “Meet me out in the back of the building in five minutes. I’ll have your glass for you.”

My cock leaked precum and I thanked god my suit was black as I watch my aunt’s ass walk away towards the door. I could feel the heat in my cheeks, my heart pounding in my chest. I wasn’t sure I could even stand up.

I sat and focused on my breathing, I let myself relax and my hard on subsided enough that I could stand up in time. I tried to be cool and casual as I walked outside into the cold air. The chill hit me hard and made me feel suddenly more alerted to what was happening. It didn’t stop me though.

As our eyes met at the back of the reception hall she smiled. She wasn’t holding our wine glasses any longer, and her arms extended and wrapped themselves around my shoulders and she kissed me, pressing her tongue deep into my mouth. I pulled her into me, her body pressed against my hard cock and kissed her back with absolute abandon.

She pulled back and her hands ran down my chest until she found my belt. “Since you saw me, now I want to see what I’ve been dreaming about for a while.”

I helped her release my pulsing cock into the cold, the tip already dripping with thick precum. She smiled and just openly stared at me. “Good, now we’re finally even.”

She took my hand and pressed it between her legs under her dress. Whether she’d been wearing panties or not before, they were not there any longer. She led my fingers inside of her, moaning as my fingers slid between her labia and slid up to discover her clit.

The only thing that could be heard in the cool air was the sound of our panting as she furiously stroked me, as I fingered my aunt with her dress hiked high on her hips, totally exposed to anybody who may happen to stumble out back.

I buried myself in her neck and kissed her as I exploded onto the ground. Her cum wet fingers still stroking me, everything I could possibly give being milked from my cock. My body softened with relaxation, but she didn’t let me stop.

I kissed her lips as I continued to finger her clit, driving her closer and closer as she clung to me. I could feel her nails digging into my suit jacket over my back.

Suddenly, she tensed, and then shivered violently in the night air.

We stood just breathing, exposed and basking in our post-orgasm bliss. She kissed me quickly and pulled her dress back down over her thighs.

“I’ll go in first.”

I just nodded.

“See you inside baby.”

NSFW: yes

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