This multi-part erotic story is a work of fiction, based on actual events. All names, relationships, and identifying characteristics have been altered significantly to protect the anonymity of persons that inspired the following strictly fictional characters. Any similarity/characteristic of any character to any actual person, living or dead, is purely coincidental. All characters depicted are at, or above, the age of eighteen.
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The impending celebration of my eighteenth birthday was set up to be a success. I had just used my last gift card at the mall, choosing to pick up some lacy thongs that my parents refused to buy me, though it seemed I always managed to get them somehow, one way or the other. I checked my carry-on bag again, ensuring that my already printed boarding passes for the morning were safe. My family and my teachers said it was hard to believe I was just eighteen - maybe it was because of my D cups, maybe it was because of how surely and passionately I knew I fucking loved women already, or just that I already knew what I wanted to do with my life.
In any case, I had some very adult-like work waiting for me in Houston, where I was set to land tomorrow afternoon. As a high school graduation gift and eighteenth birthday present, my parents had bought myself and my girlfriend a ticket to visit my extended family in Houston - Uncle Gabe, Aunt Lila, and my cousin, their only child, Julian. Julian and I were born on the same day, much to the amusement of our mothers, and so as much as we could manage, our parents tried to ensure that we could celebrate our birthdays together with routine visits.
Though, on this trip in particular, it wasn't Julian I was excited to see. In fact, being so into women now that I'd gotten older, I hardly noticed Julian's presence, though he was a cool and good-looking kid, and definitely fun to have in the family. But what I was flying from Boston to accomplish this year wasn't only to have a good time on my birthday, but to seduce and devour my delicious, sexy Aunt Lila - yes, you heard me correctly - and also to do so without my girlfriend's knowledge, who was the only one accompanying me from home this year. (Sweet!)
Truthfully, it seemed easy enough.
I didn't need Alexis to know not because I was fucking someone else, but because she was my Aunt, after all. Alexis and I pursued whomever we wanted, whenever we felt like doing so - we had a good system down. We were both raised by liberal hippie, educated, free-spirited parents who didn't stand by what most of us would classify as "societal norms." Love was love, sex was sex, and as long as everyone was drug (mostly) and disease (absolutely) free, we were taught not to judge their choices of others. And always progress, progress, progress. Being raised with this mentality meant I planned on leading a polyamorous (but open-minded to some form of monogamy, hey, there are no absolutes in life, right?) life, - so what if a little harmless incest was thrown in? Much worse things commence daily, unchecked, on this planet that are far more damaging indeed.
So with regard to seducing my sexy, bi-curious (from a hundred feet away to me, however this has not yet been verified) flight surgeon, U.S. Navy Commander Aunt Lila... With both having grown up in the Midwest, I had no idea how Gabe and Lila were raised to think, especially about matters related to incestuous relationships. But, as I planned it, Gabe wasn't going to find out about his niece's attempt to seduce his wife, (though, secretly, part of me might love it if he caught me face down in his beautiful wife) and, well, Lila was an alpha female, not one to buy into the outdated and unchallenged traditions of the past.
Uncle Gabe kneeled at Lila's feet, most of the time, in fact. When I was younger, I'd listen in fascination to her feminine, silky voice update my mother over the phone about the next direction her career was taking, picking up the phone and listening when I thought I couldn't be heard. An easy 5'10", with long, smooth legs, the perfect balance of feminine curves on an athletic physique, with bright, icy blue eyes, their color emphasized by her dark, curly hair, she never bragged about her continuous achievements. In fact, none of them were ever really good enough on her own view, or satisfied her natural curiosity for exploring her environment. My heart would pound in fascination of a woman so strong, while living in a climate so conservative, and soon it became obvious that Gabe would be staying home and providing child care for Julian while Lila rose through the ranks professionally. This made me love and admire my Aunt Lila from the time I was old enough to say her name. When I could barely walk, she was "La La", and after that, she became "Lily."
