Aunt Kath had always been a strict disciplinarian and when young and when I had been sent to stay with her I had never got on with her. Hence when it was suggested that I spent my two weeks summer holiday at the coast with my Uncle, Cousin and Aunt Kath I initially bulked at the idea.
My name is Peter. I had just turned 18 years, and had just lost my driving license for six months for carrying passengers on my motorcycle pillion whilst still a learner rider. So my mother persuaded me to go away with my Aunt and enjoy myself at the seaside.
The saving grace was that I got on well with my Uncle George and Cousin Michael, even though they are avid fishermen and that was one sport I found boring. At least I would be able to get out on my own and find suitable company for a randy eighteen year old. Was I mistaken!
Saturday
So the great day came when they picked me up from home to drive the 150 miles to where they had rented a holiday cottage by the sea. The drive was boring with small chat, except for the times my aunt was telling my uncle how he should drive, what he should do and how dangerous his driving was.
I thought I had made a big mistake at this point and the whole two weeks would be a total disaster.
The cottage turned out to be a dream with all we would ever wish for, and my cousin and I had our own bedrooms. At least I could spend time sleeping in the morning to save my energy for the evening. The beach was across the road and over the sand dunes so swimming was easy and convenient.
The evening was uneventful and uncle and aunt went to bed early whilst my cousin and I watched TV and sank a couple of beers.
Sunday
The next morning my aunt called that they were going off shopping and had left the cereal for us on the kitchen table. Having showered I joined my cousin for breakfast and then we went out to explore the local environment. It was an uneventful day that finished again with my cousin and I watching TV whilst sinking beers.
Monday
At breakfast next morning my uncle stated that Michael and he were off to investigate the fishing spots and would my aunt and I care to join them.
"No way!" exclaimed my aunt; "Peter and I will go round the shops whilst you two can fish to your hearts content".
I see I get no say in this matter, but feel at least I do not have to sit fishing in boredom. At least the shop would probably have some young ladies to admire.
My uncle dropped us at the shops and my aunt led the way looking at clothes and seaside goods. We had coffee, chatted, and finally walked home to the cottage. On her own like that it was not such a bad day after all.
At this point I should state that my aunt is my mothers sister and a young 39 years old with a nice slender figure and a firm pair of 38C breasts. In her sundress with the gaping top I could admire her breast snug in her white bra. So the day turned out not so bad after all.
"Michael and I have decided to spent tomorrow fishing at this spot we identified today," my uncle stated whilst we were eating dinner that evening.
"What do Peter and I do?" asks my aunt.
"I am sure you will find something to amuse yourself," he responds.
I could tell my aunt was annoyed.
Tuesday
The next morning I decided to lie-in bed since I knew of nothing planned.
The bedroom door flew open.
"Come on get up we have the day to enjoy," my aunt shouts.
"Please give me time to wake up," I respond.
"You lazy man," she retorts as she grabs the duvet and pulls it from my body.
I am lying there with my early morning hard on. I go red from embarrassment.
"Come on get up let me see you are in the shower," she says.
I out of bed my hands covering the bulge in my pajamas. I was trying not to let my hard cock rear it head through the pajama trouser slit. I pulled them down and jumped in the shower noting my aunt was admiring my butt.
Having finished showering I dressed in shorts and t-shirt and went down to breakfast.
"Why don't we go to the beach for today and get some sun?" my aunt asks.
I agree and we change into swimwear before we go. My aunt looks great in a well fitting one piece that shows her firm breasts and nipples. I may enjoy today after all.
We find a quiet spot on the beach, just in the sand dunes but near enough to the sea to bathe easily.
"Would you put some sun cream on my back and thighs?" my aunt asks of me.
I take the bottle and start rubbing cream into her shoulders and back. I run my hands over the side of her body and feel the starting bulge of her breast.
I find this exciting and my cock is beginning to rear itself. The next area is the back of her thighs; they are firm and smooth as my hands glide around them.
"Do not forget round the bottom of my costume. I do not wish to have a sun sore region there," my aunt exclaims waking me from my thoughts.
I rub my hands up her thigh, around inside her costume. My hands brush against her pubic hair. My hard cock is tenting my brief bathing costume. I adjust my cock and let it rise to my waist. I look down; my aunt is watching the bulge tenting my costume.
"I will do your back now," she says. "Lie on your front".
I quickly do so; at least it hides my hard cock.
She rubs around my back. I find it nice and soothing. She slips a hand into the rear of my costume and rubs the cheeks of my arse. Then she is rubbing cream in my thighs; roaming upwards, in under my costume. Her hand brushes my balls; my cock is bursting. I feel like I need to climax.
Aunt Kath stops. I lay there to get my breath back. Nothing is said.
Later I go into the sea. I go way out so the water is over my chest. I pull out my cock, rub it to make it hard and quickly shoot my sperm to relieve my aching balls.
"Do you feel better now?" my aunt asks when I return to her.
"Yes! A lot cooler now," I respond.
"I bet," she says.
Did she know what I had just done?
The others join us.
Wednesday
This is an uneventful day. Michael and I go into the town whilst my aunt and uncle do the sites.
Thursday
This is another fishing day. Uncle and Michael leave early to do some sea fishing off a boat. They will be gone till late.
"Come on get up lazy head," she says as she enters my bedroom.
"Just put on your costume and lets hit the beach," she suggests.
I lie there waiting for her to leave. She goes over and picks up my swimming costume.
"Get up and put these on," she says, "I am not leaving here until you are up and dressed. I am not going to sit and wait for you, you lazy thing".
She stands there with my costume in her hand. I raise myself and climb off the bed. Luckily my morning hard has subsided to an acceptable level.
"Off with those pajamas. Do not be shy, I have seen men before," she exclaims looking to my crotch.
'What the hell' I think to myself as I slide my pajama trousers down. My cock starts to rise. I cannot control it. It is hard and sticking up. My aunt is staring at it and makes no move to give me my costume. It is now rock hard and I move to her and grab the costume. She still stares at my cock whilst I struggle into my costume. Nothing is said. We leave for the beach.