My Aunt Meg invited me to move in with her when I moved to Providence, RI. She was a Professor of Economics at Brown University, the same University where I was going to start my college career. It was going to save me a ton of money on room and board expenses by living with her.
I lived with my mom and grandparents in Baltimore and didn't get to see my Aunt Meg much, except for major holidays and during the summer, when my Aunt Meg visited. Our whole family was from Baltimore, so it was easier for Aunt Meg to travel from Rhode Island to spend time with us. Aunt Meg never married and she didn't have kids. She was always focussed on her career and she never had any desire to settle down with a family. She was very different from my mom, who is her twin. My mom got married early in life and she was a stay at home mom for me and my younger sister. My dad was an airline pilot, so we lived a good life, until my parents divorced. My dad was always away and things didn't work out between him and my mom. After my parents divorced, we moved in with my grandparents.
Whenever Aunt Meg visited us, she would bring my sister and me lots of gifts and she would always take us to do fun things. She was a baseball fan, and whenever she visited during the summer, we always went to Camden Yards for games, especially when the Boston Red Sox came to town. Aunt Meg loved the Red Sox and I loved baseball. Whenever the Sox came to town, we would hang out at the Inner Harbor for the day and then catch the night games. It was a great experience. Many people call Camden Yards Fenway South when the Sox were in town, because of all the Red Sox fans that travelled to Baltimore to see their team. I loved spending time with Aunt Meg, so when she asked me to live with her, I jumped at the chance.
Two weeks before the fall semester started, Aunt Meg flew down to visit us. It was decided that we would rent a minivan, pack up all my belongings, and drive back to Providence the following week. This would give me time to get settled in at Aunt Meg's house. We would also have time for her to show me around so that I could become familiar with the area, before school started. She would also give me a more extensive tour of the campus than the one I had taken the first time I visited Brown, so that I knew where to go for my classes when school started.
We didn't do much the week Aunt Meg spent with us. We all just hung out together up until the day we rented the van and started packing my stuff. My mom and grandparents got very emotional. It was the first time I was ever going to be away from my family. I felt excited and sad, all at the same time. It was around 10 a.m. when we finished packing up the van. I hugged and kissed my mom and grandparents goodbye, even my little sister and we hit the road. Aunt Meg and I decided to take a detour to visit D.C. before heading north. It was only about 45 miles from where we lived. We got to D.C. around 11:30 and grabbed lunch, then did some sight seeing. By the time we were done, it was getting dark. We got some take out and found a local motel to stay at for the night, before heading to Providence the next morning.
The motel only had one room available when we checked in. It had a queen sized bed, a desk, a couch and a t.v. I offered to sleep on the couch but Aunt Meg said the bed was big enough for both of us. I found the idea of sleeping in the same bed as my aunt very appealing. I turned on the t.v and found Jim Carrey's Me, Myself and Irene on HBO. Aunt Meg and I loved watching Jim Carrey movies. We ate our takeout, then sat on the bed and watched the movie. It was a little weird watching a couple of the sexual innuendos in the movie with my aunt, especially the scenes where Jim Carrey sucked on the breastfeeding woman's breast, and when he got a large erection in his pants, sitting in the car with Renee Zellweger, amongst other scenes. My aunt laughed so hard when she saw those scenes, and it made me laugh too.
After the movie, Aunt Meg decided to go take a shower. It had been in the high 80's that day and we were both feeling sticky and gross. While Aunt Meg took her shower, I went into my backpack to grab some fresh clothes. I found a pair of cotton shorts and a tee-shirt. I tried finding a pair of boxer briefs but after emptying out my backpack, I realized I didn't pack underwear in my backpack. I had put all my underwear in a suitcase, which was packed up in the minivan. I was going to be sleeping commando under my shorts.
I had just finished repacking my backpack when Aunt Meg walked out of the bathroom. She had a loose fitting tee-shirt on, that dropped half way down her tight, muscular thighs. Aunt Meg was a petite woman, about 5'2 and she was thinner than my mom. She had shoulder length, strawberry blonde hair, B cup breasts, and a thin waist. She was in excellent shape for a 42 year old woman. It was weird looking at her in just a long tee shirt. I was actually attracted to her, seeing her dressed in her sleepwear. Her nipples were perfectly outlined underneath the white, cotton fabric and her breasts bounced ever so slightly as she walked toward the bed. She looked so much like my mom, yet, there were some differences in their appearances. My mom was a little heavier, especially after having had 2 kids and she dyed her hair blonde.
"Anthony, shower is all yours." She said as she walked by me, on her way over to the window.
I watched her reach up to grab the tilt wand on the window blind to close the blind. Her shirt rose about 4 inches as she reached up, and stopped just below her tight, round ass. I felt butterflies in my stomach, hoping I would get a peek at her twin cheeks. After she closed the blinds, she bent over to adjust the controls for the AC unit, below the window. The cotton fabric outlined the shape of her slim hips and round ass. I could even see the outline of her ass crack. My cock shifted under my jeans when I noticed there was no visible panty line under her shirt. That's when I realized I was going to share a bed with my sexy Aunt Meg and there was only a thin piece of cotton fabric separating her naked body from me.
I grabbed my sleep wear and put the garments in front of my crotch before Aunt Meg noticed the growing bulge under my jeans. I turned and walked into the bathroom to wash up. I turned on the shower, got undressed and brushed my teeth before getting into the tub. I stood under the warm water and closed my eyes. All I could visualize in my head is seeing my aunt bent over by the AC, adjusting the controls. I imagined myself walking up behind her, lifting up her shirt and exposing her bare ass. I also envisioned myself getting down on my knees, spreading her cheeks and slipping my tongue into her asshole. I had never thought of Aunt Meg in a sexual way until that moment. The excitement I felt overwhelmed me and I developed a throbbing hard on. I opened my eyes and looked down at the sides of the tub for a bar of soap. I saw the soap, next to a disposable pink razor. When I bent over to pick up the soap, I noticed a couple of short strands of pubic hair stuck to the blade of the razor. The hair matched the color of my aunt's hair. My heart started beating fast. I picked up the razor and pulled the hairs off to get a closer look at them and to feel the texture of my aunt's pubes in my hand. I was so turned on at that moment. I visualized Aunt Meg standing in the shower shaving her pussy and I was dying to see if she had shaved herself bald. I had dated 2 girls during high school and both of them shaved their pussies bald. I was curious to see what a hairy pussy looked like up close. I had seen old porn movies on the internet and I had developed a bit of a fetish for an all natural woman. Part of me hoped Aunt Meg had just trimmed herself. I wanted to see her naked so bad, I yearned for it.
I needed to give myself a release or I would not be walking out of that bathroom that night. My erection was not going to go away on its own. I grabbed the soap and lathered my groin. When I was done soaping myself up, I gripped my hardness with my right hand and stroked myself until a powerful orgasm shot through my body. I was so turned on at that moment that I came after just a few strokes of my penis. After my orgasm subsided, I finished my shower and dried off. I put on my shorts, put on some deodorant and looked at myself in the mirror. I played a lot of sports in highschool and I kept myself in good shape. I admired my physique in the mirror and noticed an outline of my soft cock under my shorts. I took a closer look and noticed that I could see the outline of my semi swollen head. My dickhead usually stayed swollen a while longer than my cock after I orgasmed. I decided not to put on my shirt and I walked out of the bathroom, hoping my aut would notice my package.
Aunt Meg was sitting in bed, under the covers, watching tv. She turned to look at me. I noticed her eyes scan my body from head to toe and I saw them pause on my shorts. Her jaw dropped a bit and then she turned away quickly, reaching over to the lamp next to the bed to turn it off. I had noticed her cheeks get flush before the lights went off. It made me smile knowing I had just made my aunt blush.
