Revealing truth behind Aunt’s nick name – part 1



Turning to her, I asked, “Are you…you know, really into women?”

Putting her arm around my shoulders, auntie pulled me into a hug and in her sultry voice said, “They don’t call me maddy because it’s short for Madison, I’ve earned that name because, honey, you’d be surprised what your aunt is into.”

*****

It was going to be a long week. Correct that, I thought staring out the window of my finished room in the basement, it was going to be a long, hard week. I’d arrived home from school to see Auntie lying by the pool in a short robe. The robe was open to reveal her red bathing suit, which left very little to the imagination from what I could see.

She asked if I wanted to change and come out for a swim with her and I was about to say yes, when Dad had pulled in from work. He was home at least two hours early and after saying hello to aunt asked me to go inside and talk with him.

Dad told me he really didn’t want me by the pool with my auntie and when I asked why, he had become vague and pretty much handed me “Because I said so.” further pressing got me exasperated, “Because it would piss off your mother and that’s all you need to know.”

I’d rolled my eyes, but promised I wouldn’t go for a swim, but needed to go tell her I wasn’t coming out so I wouldn’t look rude. Dad told me he would go tell her I was studying. I pointed out finals were over and auntie knew that because she had sent me a two hundred dollar check for acing them. He shot me a dirty look and told me to go downstairs and make myself scarce until later on.

I spent some time surfing the net, but kept looking over towards the window. Giving in to temptation I pulled aside the curtain and stared at auntie who was stretched out in a lounge chair not a dozen feet away from me. She must have given up on swimming and was now putting tanning oil on her body.

“Goddamn.” I whispered, watching her lift her long leg and massage the oil into it.

Auntie already had a hell of a tan and the site of her bronzed skin glistening as her slender fingers caressed her leg caused my cock to swell. Auntie leaned back in the chair and bending her leg started to rub the oil into her inner thigh. My cock was already straining against my jeans and I unsnapped them for some relief.

My aunt was now working the oil into her other leg and I swallowed hard, imagining my hands working the oil into her warm, toned legs. Auntie stretched both her long legs out, angling her toes downward and causing the muscles to bulge in her calves. My eyes wandered up and down those incredible legs. Kim, the last girl I had dated was a cheerleader and close to half auntie’s age and even her legs couldn’t compare to what I was looking at right now.

Then again I could at least touch Kim’s legs and get between them. Right now I was not only teasing myself, but really had no right staring at my aunt like this. But damn she was smoking. Auntie lay back in the chair and my cock jumped when she poured lotion into her hand and rubbed it onto her chest. Her hand glided over her large breasts and then between them, leaving a shiny trail of oil.

When she started rubbing the oil into the exposed tops and sides of her breasts, I knew there was no fighting it. Pushing my shorts and underwear down, I grabbed my swollen cock and started stroking it while watching auntie now rub her flat stomach. Her hands were sliding up and down, her fingers fanned out and I moaned as they reached the top of the bikini bottom and slid past it and onto her thighs.

Her hands were moving slowly and sensually and I noticed her back arching as she did it. I continued stroking my aching cock and my eyes widened when her hands went back to her breasts and this time cupped them while sliding her thumbs up and down the exposed inner half of them. Her hips were moving, slowly thrusting up and down, and to my surprise, she lifted her right leg straight up, hooked her hand behind it and pulled it back to her head.

My eyes widened at the sight of the thin red strip of material that barely covered her pussy, then blinked when letting go of her leg, Auntie spun around in the chair in one smooth motion, ending up on her knees with her hands over the back of the chair. My hand sped up on my cock as I was now staring at her incredible, and barely covered, ass which she began to shake back and forth.

Leaning back, she extended her legs beyond the back of the chair and holding the top tightly, let her head fall back and thrust her hips, grinding her thighs and pussy against the chair while her legs kicked up and down. I was beginning to wonder if I was seeing things, but if I was hallucinating or dreaming I didn’t care.

Auntie sat up, placed her feet on the deck and stood, whipped one long leg up and over the chair until she was now facing the front again, leaning against it, she tossed her head back while grinding her hips in slow seductive circles.

I gasped as my cock exploded, sending a long stream of cum splashing against the wall in front of me. I pumped my cock furiously, imagining it plunging between my aunt’s thighs as she worked her hips the way she was now.

I sighed as the last of my cum dribbled down my cock and froze when Auntie stopped moving and sitting back on the chair, waved to someone I couldn’t see and blew a kiss.

Pulling my shorts over my still dripping cock I crossed my room and looking out the other window that faced next door saw my friend Jack standing on his back porch with two of his friends. All three of them were staring dumbstruck down into my yard. Auntie had been putting on a show for them. Goddamn she was fucking hot! I could just imagine Jack asking me who she was when I saw him at school.

Walking back over to the other window, I looked out to see Auntie was now laying on her stomach and stared at the curve of her amazing ass. My gaze fell to the wall and with a disgusted sigh I grabbed a shirt off the chair in front of my desk and wiped off the cum that was oozing down the wall. I knew it was pretty sick to have blown a load to my aunt, but whoever said you shouldn’t didn’t have a relative who looked and acted like her.

The fact she was into women would no doubt add an entire round of new fantasies involving her. I jumped when my phone buzzed and picking it up saw dad had sent a text to come upstairs, because mom was due home any minute and he had ordered Chinese food. I took a minute to change out of my sticky underwear and donning a pair of jeans went upstairs.

Dad was on the phone in the dining room so I wandered into the living room and sat down on the couch.

“Hey, Madison!” I heard dad call out from the other room, “Come on in, food will be here soon!”

I sat back on the couch debating whether or not it would be worth putting the television on before dinner arrived. Instead I closed my eyes, then opened them at the sound of the auntie saying, “Hey you never came out for a swim.”

“Sorry.” I began, pissed that dad must not have talked to her, “I was just…”

I stopped when she walked over to stand in front of me. Auntie was wearing her short white robe, but it was wide open exposing her barely contained tits and the bottom that was little more than a thong. Her skin was still glistening from the oil and I couldn’t tear my eyes from her tits.

“Just” Auntie prodded.

“I, uh, ended up on the phone with someone.”

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