A chance encounter with Ben's aunt leads to some late night fun!!!
Ben was in the kitchen, finishing his nightly chores of washing the dishes, when his mom walked into the room. Janet was in her late 30's, and was in spectacular shape, sporting an hourglass figure with shoulder length auburn hair, brown eyes, a golden brown tan and sensual thick lips. She had beautiful large breasts, a firm tight round ass molded on a 5' 5" frame and worked out constantly to keep her body toned to offset the effects of getting older. She had married his father when she was 19 and Ben was born a year later, on their anniversary.
"Hi kiddo, hurry up and finish those dishes cause your aunt Cindy is coming over in a little bit." She smiled and walked over to the sink, where he was on the last plate.
"Okay, mom. When did she get back home?" He asked.
"A few hours ago. I just got off the phone with her."
"Oh, I didn't hear the phone ring." He couldn't believe he hadn't heard the phone but he was in his own little world while he washing the dishes, thinking about work and his relationship with his girlfriend, that was slowly falling by the wayside.
Ben was 19 and 6' 3" and had brown hair and baby blue eyes. His muscles were like that of a bodybuilder from playing football in High School. His father, Joe, wasn't even 6 feet tall and neither were any of his grandparents. Ben just thought of himself as very lucky to turn out as tall as he did.
Ben's aunt had gone to Canada for a few days, with her boyfriend of one year, to visit his family. She had been looking forward to getting out of Oklahoma for a while and to her it was like going on an adventure. Her previous husband never ventured far from home and she enjoyed how Barry was so out going.
"Joe," His mom called out.
"Yeah honey?" His father's deep, almost animal-like voice answered from the living room.
"Are you gonna stay up for a little longer before heading off to bed, so we can visit with my sister, when she gets here?"
"It's 9:05 now, what time will she get here cause 4:30 comes early?" He asked. Joe was a lead maintenance man for a plant in town and he had to start work every morning at six. It wasn't the greatest job in the world, and he usually put in more than 50+ hours a week but it was good money and that is what counted.
"She said she would be here by 9:30." She answered with delight. Aunt Cindy was always punctual and hated being late.
"I can stay up for another hour." He replied.
"Great baby, I'm gonna come sit in there with you in a minute."
"I'm so happy that your aunt has finally met someone who is more on the same wavelength as her because she had been so down in the dumps with your uncle for years and I hated seeing her so sad." His mom looked at him, her face reflecting the content and joy that was in her heart for her sister. "Well I'm headed for the living room to watch another one of those cop shows with your father, that he is so into." She laughed and disappeared into the living room.
Ben bounded up the stairs for his room, and sat down on his bed, grabbed the remote to his stereo, turned it on and listened to a rock station. One of his favorite songs from Limp Bizkit was playing and he laid back on his bed, letting his mind wander about his aunt Cindy. He had always had a crush on her since his early teens, when boys' thoughts start to turn to sex and their hormones are like uncontrollable caged animals.
In Ben's opinion his aunt was so sexy, even though she was very petite, with small breasts and a small ass that was still shapely. The similarities between his aunt and mother were few and far between. They were the same height, took care of themselves religiously and were both very energetic but everything else about them was contrasted. While his mom was tanned, she was creamy white, almost pale in complexion and unlike his mom, she was very skinny. Aunt Cindy had small tits, b-cup at the best and a small ass, while his mom's breasts were large c-cups and she had a curvaceous butt. Cindy was 43 and his mom was just 39. Besides her flaming red hair, his aunt's personality was also vastly different from his mothers. His mother was devoted to her husband and the words wild and uninhibited weren't even in her dictionary, unless it came to his father. On the other hand, Cindy's personality had no restraints and she came off too many as very slutty acting, except in the eyes of his mother.
This very trait of his aunt is what attracted Ben to her and gave him many hard-ons in the past and many awesome fantasies that led to great sessions of jacking off. He knew it wasn't just his uncle Frank's fault for their marriage crashing down around them. Ben had heard many rumors from other family members that aunt Cindy had been sleeping with other men but his mom denied believing in what she called "A bunch of bullshit."
Ben was already being sucked into another fantasy of him and his aunt, when his mom snapped him out of it.
"Ben your aunt is here!" At first her voice seemed distant, almost inaudible. "Ben, did you hear me?"
"Be down in a minute." He yelled back. When Ben stood up, he noticed his cock was semi-hard from imagining himself pounding his aunts' pussy. He took a deep breath, and brought himself back to reality and headed slowly down stairs, his penis becoming more flaccid with each step he made.
When he reached the bottom, he was immediately met by his aunts' outstretched arms and she embraced him in a hug, crushing her small dainty frame against his large muscular one. The heat that ebbed from her body filled up every ounce of his very being, magically traveling its way downward to his loins, igniting his young hormones, sending them into overdrive, and the sweet smell of her perfume waffled his senses . If she hadn't broke the hug, he thought for sure he was going to get another erection right there.
"Hey handsome, how's my favorite nephew?!" Her voice was like electricity in the air and his body was the conductor that it traveled through. "I missed you. Come on follow me."
He followed her, his eyes glued to her black jeans that were so tight that you could bounce a quarter off her firm little ass. She wore a loose black t-shirt to match. She led him into the living room, where his parents resided. He noticed the tv was off but no Barry.
