Aaron kicked his tire in his frustration. Damn! Only four more days before the new semester started and his car has to decide to die seven hours from home. The mechanic said he could get it running again, but had to order a part, which wouldn’t be there until later the next day. He had enough money for a bus ticket home, but then he wouldn’t have enough to pay for the repairs then. Sure, he could ask his old man for a loan, but damn, he’d have to listen to his lecture about spending without a thought to saving for just such emergencies. Oh well, he also didn’t have the money for a motel room, so he guessed he’d have to bite the bullet and call home.
The phone rang about ten times and Aaron was just about to give up when he heard his sister Allison’s voice say “Hello.” Aaron explained his dilemma and asked when their dad would be home. “Sorry Aaron, but he and mom are gone until late Sunday night. But hey, you say your in Modest? What about Aunt Sue? She lives there. Why don’t you call her? I bet she’ll put you up until your car is fixed.” Aaron copied down the number Allison gave him and said he’d see her as soon as he had his car up and running. Then he dialed his Aunt Sue’s number.
The phone was answered on the second ring. “Hello” a soft, feminine voice answered. “Aunt Sue, this is Aaron.”
“Aaron! Well my goodness, how are you. Is everything OK with your family? No one is ill, are they?” Aaron couldn’t blame the sound of panic in her voice. He’d never voluntarily called her before. He reassured her that every one was fine then explained his problem. Aunt Sue asked for his location and told him she’s be there in ten minutes. She told him to look for a black Mercedes that need a paint job.
Sure enough, ten minutes later an older black Mercedes badly in need of a paint job pulled up in front of the garage, an older woman with graying auburn hair leaning out of the driver’s window and asking “Aaron?” “Hi Aunt Sue, thanks for agreeing to put me up for the night.” Aaron climbed into the passenger front seat, then leaned over to kiss his Aunt Sue’s cheek in greeting.
During the drive to his aunt’s house, Aaron answered a few questions from her about the family. “And is my brother still the same old pontificating stuffed shirt he’s been all his life.” Aaron laughed, but didn’t answer the question. He found himself studying the woman next to him. He knew she was his father’s sister, older than his father by three years, and had been widowed for ten years. She had a daughter and son, both married and living in other towns in the state. She was an average height, and Aaron knew she had always been a heavy woman. He could recall one argument, from when he was about thirteen years old, between his Aunt and his father about her weight. His father accused her of having no self-control or self-esteem to let her weight get so out of hand. Aaron realized that was the last time his Aunt had visited his family, keeping in touch by phone, and cards for birthdays and holidays.
Aunt Sue showed him to her guest room, make himself at home and told him she’s be out in the kitchen fixing them a lunch. After washing up and stowing his things in the closet, Aaron found his way to the kitchen and sat down, as instructed, at the table while his Aunt fixed thick sliced ham sandwiches and taking potato salad from the refrigerator. Aaron watched her casually as she busied herself getting their lunch ready. She was dressed in gray slacks and a gray knit sweater that showed off lush curves. Her waste was full, her stomach round, and, as she bent over to reach for mustard in the refrigerator, he admired the wide flair of her buttocks. “Whoa, wait a minute here!” Aaron thought to himself. This was his Aunt, his father’s older sister, and a big woman. How the hell could he be getting turned on? But the truth was, he was getting turned on, as his suddenly aroused cock was demonstrating. Maybe it was just fatigue; what ever it was, he forced himself to make small conversation with his Aunt as they ate their lunch, then excused himself, saying he was tired and would like to take a nap.
Aaron lay on the king-sized bed after stripping off his clothes and tried to erase the stray thoughts of his Aunt’s queen-sized body from his mind, but he found his body reacting once more and began stroking his cock as he wondered what she would look like without her clothing. He wondered what it would feel like to thrust his nine inch cock into her fifty year old pussy. His stroke became faster and harder. His eyes closed as he allowed his imagination to run wild. He was so engrossed that he failed to hear the light tap on his bedroom door or see as the door opened and his Aunt Sue walked into the room. He missed the embarrassed flush on her face, suddenly replaced by hot lust as she watched quietly as he worked his hand up and down on his burgeoning penis, marveling at its length and girth.
Just then Aaron opened his eyes and saw her standing there, the source of his sexual hunger. “Aunt Sue” he moaned. She heard the raw, naked hunger in his voice, the pleading in his eyes and felt herself moving towards the bed, her eyes never leaving his hand as it continued to stroke his cock. Arriving at the bed she sank down on it next to him, bent down and took his cock into her own hand, pushing his off his manhood as she did so. She watched her hand as it stroked the length of his cock, watching as his foreskin covered the smooth penis tip as she stroked up and the uncovered it as she stroked down. She licked her lips as she contemplated the first uncut cock she had seen.
She lowered her head to his penis and took it into her mouth. She stretched her mouth wide to accommodate the width of his member, taking the first four inches into her mouth, bobbing up and down on the shaft, flicking her tongue along the head as she did so. Aaron thrust his hips up to meet the downward movement of her mouth; his hands clenching and unclenching as he enjoyed the sensations he was feeling. The mounting tension in his body forced moans of pleasure from him as Aunt Sue’s other hand wrapped around the sac beneath his penis, squeezing it, then stroking a finger from the sac to what her husband called his “tain’t”, that area between his cock and his asshole, massaging it with her fingertip. She was working more and more of his cock into her mouth as she continued sucking and licking, her mouth making slurping noises as she savored his texture and taste as the first drops of precum leaked onto her tongue. She worked her mouth and hand harder as she prepared to take his ejaculation into her mouth, ready to swallow all of it.
Aaron felt his orgasm nearing; tension building throughout his body; pleasure burning through him as suddenly he thrust hard into his Aunt’s mouth pouring his cum into her eager mouth as the first spurt leaped from his engorged penis. She swallowed quickly knowing he was not finished. Aaron tensed again and shot another load into his Aunt’s mouth.
Aaron laid back on the bed, his breath panting, his mind still beyond rational thought as he basked in the lingering experience of his Aunt’s blowjob. Aunt Sue was laying on her back, next to him, one hand still wrapped around his cock. Aaron struggled to come up with something to say, but when his mind failed to come up with anything, he simply leaned over and kissed her on her lips. She opened her mouth to his probing tongue, allowing it to tickle the roof of her mouth, stroke over her tongue, inviting it to search and duel with his own tongue.