With the Aunt It's Not a Sin

I no longer have any doubt that most of us fantasize about some aunt of ours as we grow up. An aunt is usually a person quite close to us but not so close that it would be a great sin. My name is Kostas and I am now 34 years old. The story I will tell happened 15 years ago, when I was 19 and she was 41. My aunt Elvira was one of our favorites. We almost always lived very close by. So she was the first real woman I was able to see up close.

At first, I stole glances at her cleavage or her sheer nightgowns. Or at her wonderful legs and her firm ass when she bent over to do the housework.

Her body was very good. Well-maintained, with full, round breasts and a very nice ass. And she was one of the women my uncle envied, so she took great care of herself and emphasized her femininity as best she could. She even had a particular weakness for all sorts of face creams that promised eternal youth.

From a young age, when I began to distinguish the male from the female body, I tried to steal glances at her beauties. I remember once I was playing with my building blocks, deliberately positioned sideways to the large mirror, when she, playing with the neighbor ladies, decided to show them some sexy low-cut blouses. So Aunt Elvira comes in front of the mirror and, without having noticed me, takes off her blouse and is left in her bra. WOW!!! What tits those were!!!! She goes to put on the blouse, but it didn't match the bra, so she takes it off and unbuttons her bra too. So I see her two female tits being freed from their bonds and standing proudly in front of the mirror! I froze, but I must have let out a cry too because my aunt notices me, turns, looks at me and, apologizing, hides her breasts and goes inside. Listen to "sorry"!! It was the most interesting sight of my life and she was apologizing! I thought about it for a long time after the event and I still remember it even now.

Years later, when I was now 19, she was hosting me in Volos where they had moved. I was very innocent and even though I talked about girls with my friends, I honestly had not the slightest idea about sex. And, as unbelievable as it seems, I still hadn't had sex yet.

My cousin introduced me to a friend of hers, Olga. With Olga, I exchanged my first intense erotic groping. I was crazy, I was over the moon. One morning when she had come over, my aunt went shopping and discreetly left us alone. Olga, who was more experienced, started caressing me between my legs, while simultaneously sucking on my lips until they bruised. I felt my dick hardening incredibly to the point of pain without even realizing it, but I didn't do anything about it.

At noon, our aunt told us that my uncle (a military man) was on duty and would stay in until the next day, and that if we wanted to stay up late playing that night, we should rest now.

My cousin and my sister lay down in her room and I, so we wouldn't have to make up the sofa, lay down on the double bed. My aunt would sit in the living room to read a bit.

I couldn't get Olga out of my mind for anything, and my dick had become hard as a rock. I was caressing it gently, but as I said, I didn't want to jerk off to relieve myself. At some point, as was to be expected, it started to hurt me, as did my balls which had swollen.

I panicked, blushed, and didn't know what to do. At that same moment, my aunt passes by the room and takes a look to see what I'm doing. I'm sure she sees my flushed face but also the tent that has formed on the sheet from my raised tool.

-What are you doing, my Kostas? she asks me.

-I'm not feeling very well, Auntie, I tell her.

-Why, my boy, are you thinking about our little Olga?

-Hmm, yes, how did you guess.

-Well... it's probably obvious, she answers, indicating with her gaze my raised flag.

I must have blushed all over!

-Well, really, she says, Aunt Elvira, are you embarrassed?

-No, I mean yes, I answer.

-Go on, get lost, I'll leave you now to do your business, but don't dirty the walls.

-What do you mean, Auntie? (I played dumb)

-Well, seriously, you don't understand?

-Yes, really, I swear. Besides, I've gone crazy from the pain. I'm afraid something has happened to me.

-Where does it hurt, my Kostas? I look towards my mast under the raised sheet.

-Show me, she says. I'll see if you have something. I know about such things.

I was a little embarrassed but I had no other choice. I pull back the sheet and show her my swollen tool. She closes the door and comes and sits next to me on the bed. From the moment I pulled back the sheet, her wide eyes haven't unstuck from my cock. I even see her swallowing dryly. "Oh my," I think. "My little bird is done for, something terrible has happened."

-Let's see then, she says and comes as close as she could, to the point where I feel her breath on my tool.

She extends her right hand and with her two fingers she grabs it under the cockhead. She looks at it examiningly and moves it right and left, looking at all its sides.

-In terms of size, it's just fine, she declares with a doctor's style. And its color is okay. And its hardness seems just fine to me, she says, squeezing her two fingers.

I have swallowed my tongue. I can barely breathe, I certainly can't move, I have turned to marble and I feel a tremendous sensation starting from the point where she's holding me and spreading throughout my entire body.

-Let's see if it even works, she says, wrapping her other fingers around the shaft of my cock and beginning a tremendous, slow movement downwards, until her palm touches my balls and then upwards, until her fist wraps around my cockhead.

-What are you doing there, Auntie? I say to her.

-If you don't like it, my boy, I'll stop. I'm doing it for your own good. To relieve you a little. So your little hard-on... uh... your little bird doesn't burst and you get hurt.

-What are you saying, Auntie, I've gone crazy, what you're doing to me is wonderful. Don't stop for anything.

-Would I stop now, my Kostas? Am I crazy?

And she continues to move her hand gently up and down. I don't need to say I've gone crazy. I am completely lost, I have no idea what's happening to me. Whatever I'm feeling is unprecedented. Looking down, I see that under her nightgown with the open cleavage she isn't wearing a bra, so I sit up in bed and putting my hand inside, I touch timidly - timidly her left tit. My childhood dream becomes reality. I have groped Aunt Elvira's tits.

-You know though, we didn't examine how it tastes. Maybe there's some other problem that isn't visible, she says and bending down she takes my cockhead into her mouth and starts to suck it gently.

That's when I lost the world in front of me. I started to groan and caress her head and cheeks, feeling my cockhead touching them from the inside.

-Mmmmmm. Wonderful taste! she says, sucking my cockhead, slurping and moving her head up and down, filling my aching organ with warm saliva.

For a few more seconds I heard something like slurp, slarp, mmmmmm, slurp, mmmmmm. She puts her other hand too and touches gently, incredibly gently, my aching balls. Her touch is something unique, very few times have I felt like this from another woman until today. (With the exception of my current conquest).

I look at her body as she is, a little reclined, a little sitting up beside me, at an angle. I see her wonderful legs and her white cotton panties. I stretch out my hand and start to caress her legs which open unconsciously, welcoming my touch, until I reach high, at her pussy. The wetness I feel on her panties is incredible, but I touch and caress gently.

-No, she tells me, we shouldn't, nooooo….. but she makes no move to stop me.

On the contrary, she seems to like it, because she has taken my cock out of her wet mouth, and is simply moving it up and down, letting out long-drawn-out moans:

-Mmmmmmmm. Aaaaaaah my boy, no, noooo, yessssss.

And after moving her hand a couple of times from bottom to top on my swollen cock, she put it back in her mouth, licking with greater frenzy.

I was squeezing her tits with one hand and with the other I was rubbing her pussy. Daring a little more, I carefully move aside her panties and slip my finger inside. I am exploring a woman's pussy for the first time in my life. I feel the two soft and wet pussy lips, I slide my finger up and down between them, I go upwards feeling a tiny little button in a corner. At that moment Auntie almost screams. I am inexperienced, not retarded, I understand that she likes it in that spot and I start to swirl my finger around that spot. Going down again, I find the pussy hole and push my finger inside. Aunt Elvira is literally dancing around my finger while the slurp, slarp, mmmmmm continue even more intensely.

Suddenly I felt an almost familiar sensation swelling inside me, but clearly more intense than in my dreams.

With a tightening that started from my balls, I feel my hot fluid rising, running through my entire cock and shooting forcefully against her palate. Successive spasms follow as more and more and more fluid is launched with incredible force from the tip of my cockhead.

Looking, I see Aunt Elvira has taken my cock out of her mouth and is looking at it, letting my shots hit her in various spots on her face, mainly on her cheeks and forehead.

-Oooooooh. What cumshots these are, my Kostas. Just in time because my moisturizing cream had run out and that uncle of yours is always on duty. It seems to me your tool is working just fine. It has absolutely no problem at all! Except now I'm the one hurting and you have to examine me, she tells me.

Using my organ, she spreads my warm cream on her cheeks and then puts it back in her mouth and cleans it completely of whatever has remained on it. The sensation continues to be incredible, even after the climax I had felt a little while ago.