Aunt Sarahs Gift

I was a shy awkward kid growing up and not much had changed by the time I entered adulthood. At 21 I was still living with my parents, my older sister had moved out years prior. By this point most of my friends had moved out of home or were at least progressing towards it, I however was no closer than when I left school. They also had girlfriends which I too was incapable of, thanks to my failure to ever get past the friend's zone. Life as an adult was grim and depressing, that was until my Aunty came to stay.

Aunt Sarah was almost ten years younger than my mother and had always been the more cheerful outgoing of the two. Due to this it was upsetting to see her so low when she moved into my parent's house after a messy divorce. She had lost most of their assets and was unemployed at the time so needed support. My parents gave her my sister's old room until she was able to get back on her feet.

It took a couple of months after she moved in before she started to return to her positive self and find a job. Even though she was almost double my age we had formed a bit of a sibling relationship, we got along better than I ever did with my real sister. In a way we were supporting each other in what was a hard time for us both.

As we grew more comfortable Aunt Sarah started asking me more about my love life and why I didn't have a girlfriend yet. I was not overly comfortable discussing the subject, but she kept pushing. She claimed not to understand how a stud like me couldn't get a girl and tried to convince me I was a catch. As much as she tried on many occasions, she did not get much out of me as I didn't want to admit that I was so insecure about myself.

One night my parents took my Aunty and I out for dinner to celebrate her birthday. We had a good time and afterwards Aunt Sarah asked if we would all like to continue celebrating at a nearby bar. My parents declined but suggested the two of us go out to celebrate together instead. It was a great night out and we could chat more freely with my parents not around. After a few rounds I had loosened up and was a bit more willing to talk about my life to her. She took advantage of this and returned to the subject of my love life. She is a gifted talker and finally managed to breakthrough my barrier and get me talking.

I expressed to her that I was a Virgin, which I'm sure she already suspected, and that I had no confidence flirting with girls. She was giving me pointers on how best to approach girls I was interested in and slowly working to boost my confidence. As the drinks continued, I became very open to her and telling her far more than I would have ever wished to. I don't recall the question she asked, yet it led to me admitting to her that I felt insecure about the size of my penis. She laughed and tried to assure me that six inches is normal and that women love a Cock regardless of its size or shape, so long as the man knows how to use it. She went on to say that she was sure my rod, as she called it, would be very desirable to any girl.

As the night went on, we talked about a lot and had a great time. We eventually left in a drunken state while holding on to each other so not to stumble. After arriving home, she thanked me for helping celebrate her old age and making her feel young for a night. With a peck on the cheek, she left for her room while I headed to the shower. I was lost in thoughts while washing my hair, analysing our conversations that night and started to regret expressing myself as much as I had. With my eyes still closed, a voice from the doorway rang through, "Nice rod!". I opened my eyes to see Aunt Sarah poking her head through a partially open door with a large cheeky smile on her face. I quickly covered myself, shocked and frozen in place I had no idea what to do. With the large smile still plastered on her face she told me that she just came in to say Goodnight... and see what all the fuss was about down there. She assured me that I had nothing to be insecure about, with a giggle she left the bathroom and closed the door. I was distraught and couldn't believe that she had intentionally walked in on me completely naked. I quickly dried, dressed and retreated to my bedroom. I was beyond embarrassed as I crawled under the sheets and drifted off quickly due to all the alcohol in my system.

I was awoken during the night, Aunt Sarah was shaking my shoulder gently to wake me up. She was sitting on the side of my bed in her night robe. She apologized for walking in on me earlier and had been up for the past hour regretful about betraying my trust, explaining that it was meant to be with good intentions. Continuing to explain she said that she just wanted to see my rod for herself so she could confirm that I had nothing to worry about. I hadn't spoken a word at this point, we just looked at each other in silence. I was lying down covered by my sheet, Aunt Sarah was still sitting on the edge of the bed facing me. Breaking the silence with a serious tone she told me that I had nothing to worry about and reiterated that any girl would be keen to get their hands on my hot rod. Silence returned as she waited for me to respond. I accepted her apology awkwardly.

A wave of relief washed over her face as she smiled at me sweetly. It didn't last long though as her expression changed once more. Standing up and now looking down at me she said she felt guilty and that it was only fair that I got to see her naked tonight too. Without hesitation she opened her robe and let it fall to the floor. There my Aunty stood completely nude, fully exposed, and waiting for a response. Her breasts hung nicely from her chest, her stomach was smooth and flat, my eyes though became stuck on her glistening lips which were framed by a neatly trimmed bush. All I could do was stare, soaking in my first experience of a naked woman. I said nothing as my Aunty presented herself in full to me, her body was truly beautiful.

She admitted that she didn't only come in to apologise but had something else stuck on her mind. When I asked what it was, she responded cheekily, "Your Rod handsome boy, can I see it again?". Placing her hand on my sheet covered lap I jumped slightly being caught off guard at her forwardness. Removing her hand she grinned at me and said she wanted to help me lose my Virginity. She was dead serious based on how she was looking at me, giving me a minute to respond as she stared deep into my eyes. I didn't know what to do or what to say, nor did I know if I wanted this or not. Here I was with the first real chance to lose my virginity, yet it was with my Aunty who was nearly double my age. She was stunning for her age as she stood there naked in front of me, I couldn't get past what this really was, could I really have sex with my Aunty!

I didn't reply, I couldn't, she let me know that she didn't want me to do it if I wasn't comfortable. I continued to say nothing, her body was truly beautiful and as much as I hated to admit it I now desperately needed to penetrate her and have her be my first. Having still not said a word she bent down slightly to grab the sheet that was covering me and pulled it back. I was only wearing boxers and had no way to hide the outline of my erect penis. I was motionless and silent as she moved her hands softly down my body and stopped on the hem of my boxers. Looking me in the eyes she told me to just let her know at any point if I wanted to stop. Providing no answer with my eyes fixated on her amazing breasts she proceeded to pull my boxers down. I raised my ass to assist her and my cock sprung out and a giant smile appeared on her face. Instantly her hand wrapped around me and gave it a few strokes, I almost blew my load right there.

I had never been touched by or even seen a naked woman before and here I was being stroked so gently by a completely naked mature beauty. Climbing on to the bed and moving on all fours over top of me her nipples grazed my chest sending shivers all throughout my body. Reaching between our legs she grabbed my incredibly hard penis and lifted it to point upwards. lowering her hips slightly the head of my penis met her pussy lips. She rubbed it up and down her slit a few times before adjusting and lining up with her hole. She was so wet and clearly wanted this as much as I did. Then it finally happened, the moment I became a man, my penis entered inside her and without hesitating she lowered her pelvis down onto my body. I watched as my dick was engulfed and disappeared inside her, the feeling was like no other and was truly amazing.

The look on Aunt Sarah's face was a pleasure itself, her wide-open mouth expressed her appreciation for my rod more than any words could. She sat on me for a moment then began rocking back and forth on my Dick. The pleasure she was giving me was too much and in what couldn't have been more than 10 seconds of her sliding up and down I lost control and blew my load hard. She stopped grinding with a look of surprise on her face as I emptied my balls inside her. Once again, I was embarrassed as we stared into each other's eyes, both in a bit of shock. We remained in that position for what felt like a long time before Aunt Sarah came to her senses. She sat up and my penis slipped out of her, it was over as quick as it started. Sliding off the bed neither of us had said anything, she just stood there naked and looking a bit concerned. Breaking the silence, she said, "You were not meant to cum inside me... I'm not on birth control". Picking up her robe she quickly left the room. The last image I had was of her naked ass walking through the door with a glint of liquid running down her thigh.

There I lay after having experienced the greatest moment of my life without moving but a finger the whole time, my penis was now shrinking and becoming crusty from her juices. We were both clearly impeded by alcohol and did something truly stupid, and now she likely hated me for ejaculating inside of her. It all happened so fast that I didn't have time to process what I should do when I orgasmed, it came on so quickly and strong compared to masturbation. I was absolutely mortified at what I had done and laid there in a panic for some time before I passed out from the exhaustion of my drunk and sexually spent state.

Aunt Sarah moved out very soon after that night due to the extreme awkwardness afterwards. In the coming years I met the love of my life, we married and have two kids. Now in my 40s I can look back at how special that night with my Aunty was, and the turning point in my life it had become. The image of her leaving my room that night with my semen oozing down her thigh is a core memory I will cherish forever. Aunt Sarah remains the best fuck of my life.