His Favorite Aunt (Open for 1 Female)

His Favorite Aunt (Closed for A4mushroom)

Aaron Fleming was tired; he had spent most of the morning putting the finishing touches on the cleanup of the guest room for his aunt. His mother's sister was coming to live with them indefinitely, due to her coming divorce. She had caught her husband of ten years cheating on him, and decided that it was time to call it quits. She had no desire to continue living in the same town as him, so she was going to be moving back with them to be closer to family.

She was his favorite aunt, so he didn't mind doing the work, but it had taken its toll, even on an 18 year old athlete's body. The room was ready for her, and now he simply had to wait for her to arrive. This was the aunt who always teased him as he had grown up, asking him about girlfriends of his. He'd always taken it in stride, though, and seen it as a sign that he was attractive, which he certainly was with his height, light blue eyes, and sandy blond hair. It helped, though, that the praise and teasing always came from a woman with a stunning body. Unable to help himself, once he discovered masturbation, she was frequently the object of many of his fantasies.

What he did not know about the situation with his aunt was that her husband had not been the only one cheating in the relationship. She had long before developed a taste for rough, nasty sex and being dominated, and that she too had been fantasizing about teaching her athletic young nephew how to take care of her properly ever since making the decision to move in with her sister, who had herself been divorced for years by that point.

Lena pulled her car into the drive way of her sisters house, checking her lipstick in the rear view mirror before turning off the engine. Lena wasn't one of your typical fuddy duddy aunts, although sometimes in a literal sense. She was thin for a woman of her age, 42, and the years were defiantly favourable to her. Her prime C cup breasts had dropped no more than an inch from their original perky state back when she was a horny teen. Not to say she wasn't horny now, she would happily spend hours getting drilled by her husband over and over again before she found him with his dick in some unknown tramp.

She had been confined to her imagination for and sexual release the past couple of months and things turned stale fast. She had started with the typical big black cock fantasy but after weeks of playing out every possible position in every possible environment her mind wandered to dirtier things. She had began to see herself being taken by a spunky young teen, her nephew. He had plagued her fantasies for a while now. She didn't know why she managed to get off so well to the thought of fucking her nephew. She figured it was dont to the fact that she could never have him, a horse she could never ride.

Shaking her lusty thought trail from her mind she stepped out of the car and ventured up the path toward the house. She knocked loudly on the door and eagerly awaited the sight of her forbidden partner in person.

With his mother at work, Aaron had known that it would be left to him to greet his aunt and welcome her to her new home, so as soon as he heard the doorbell ring, he walked through the house toward the front door. Along the way, he picked up a tank top that he had laid out, pulling it on over his head quickly. It had been a couple of years since he'd seen her in person, so he was looking forward to having her there, though she might have been in for a surprise at just how much he had grown in that time, nearly a foot, in fact to reach 6'6", with a good deal of lean muscle added as well.

Opening the door, he grinned upon seeing her, his youthfully handsome face lighting up as he opened his arms to hug her. "Aunt Lena, you finally made it! I hope the drive wasn't too bad," he greeted her, and moved to hug her lightly. He had been aware of her body since about the time he turned twelve, and had never clung to her the way he did before that, as he did not want anyone to know the thoughts he'd had about her. Even now, being alone with her was causing ideas to enter his mind unbidden.

Lena watched the door swing open to reveal her attractive, young nephew smiling.

"Great to see you too, Aaron." She exclaimed as she was pulled into the hug. His embrace was warm and strong, Lena welcomed it with a kiss to the cheek. Stepping in the house, Lena took in the surrounding living room before turning to Aaron. "Your mother still at work?" Upon receiving confirmation from Aaron she gestured out to her car on the drive. "My bags are in the boot." Throwing the keys to him, she watched his toned butt as he left the house.

She emitted a transfixed sigh as she watched his body, disappointed that she would never know it intimately.

Her kiss on his cheek brought a slight sigh from the young man, who smiled at her as he answered, "Yes, she is still at work, and just called a little bit ago to let me know she had to work late. Something came up and she can't get out of it." As she hands him her keys and tells him where her luggage is, he nods and takes them, at first not noticing the way she watches his butt when he walks out the door. When he gets to the car, however, Aaron catches a glimpse of it, and cannot help but wonder why she had been staring at him; it never occurred to him that she was looking at him the way that he had often looked at her while hoping that neither she nor her husband would catch him.

Once he had gathered as many of her bags as he could carry in one trip, he brought them inside, setting them down in the living room, and made enough return trips to get everything inside, he locked the car back up and then handed her back the keys. "There you go, everything is inside Aunt Lena. Did you want to see your room now, or did you want something to eat or drink first?" he asked her, looking to her curiously.

"Thank you for that" She told him as she took the keys from his hand. He asked her if she wanted to see her room. "Well, we'd better get these bags upstairs and out of the living room." She then proceeded to pick up a bag as Aaron managed two and continued up the stairs. Following behind him she had another chance to oogle his firm ass again. The mix of the unescaping sight she was seeing and the weight of the bag she was carrying caused her body temperature to rise and her face to blush red.

They reached the top of the stairs and crossed the hall to the room she was staying in. Placing the bag down in the corner of the room, she went and sat on the side of the bed. As Aaron left to retrieve more bags Lena caught herself watching him again as he went. She grew concerned over her feelings toward him, they were stronger than before. Finally seeing him in person after so long, seeing how big he had got, was to much for her libido to take. Her cunt dampened with horny frustration and she placed a hand between her legs to silence it.

She wouldn't be able to be in the same house as her nephew if this was how she was going to fell when in his presence. It was too distracting.

Aaron noticed that her face was a bit red, and so said nothing when she sat down, glad to see her rest if she needed it. He made the next several trips up and down the stairs, though the very last one did take him a bit longer as he had to stop and get a drink of water before going back up with the last of her luggage. As he stood in the kitchen, he had time to reflect on just how sexy his aunt was...it was as if the last couple of years since he had seen her had somehow made her even hotter. The image of her sitting on the bed upstairs was enough to stir his hormones, and it was a losing battle to keep his cock from getting hard; he would just have to go back upstairs and hope that she didn't notice.

Finishing the water, he walked back out and grabbed the last of her bags before walking upstairs and back to her bedroom, which was directly across the hall from his own. As he stepped inside, he began to speak without even looking at her, "That's all of it Aunt Lena. Hopefully you won't mind sharing a bathroom with me, since mom has the other one all to herself." His voice trailed off a bit at the end as he did notice where her hand was at, then added, "Oh...I'm...sorry...I just..."