From my room I can see co-eds practicing soccer and lacrosse in what was once a pasture on my grandparent’s farm. Originally the farm adjoined the small state university. As the school grew it eventually almost surrounded the farm. At their death, the farm and farmhouse were bequeathed to the university with the stipulation that their two daughters would retain possession during their lifetime.
The daughters, identical twins are Cheryl, my mother and Charlotte my aunt. The girls were born and raised in the house. Mom moved away when she married.
Charlotte has never lived anywhere else. Even her wedding took place in the backyard. She attended the university, eventually graduating with a PhD and now is on the faculty there.
The house has been the family gathering place for most holidays. Now I live there with my aunt and attend the university. It’s great, I walk out the back door and am on the campus.
After graduating high school, I spent a couple of years just knocking around before deciding to enroll.
There never was any doubt about where I’d go to school, everyone in my family are State alumni. As a nephew of faculty, I get reduced tuition, and of course a free place to stay.
As I said my mother and aunt are identical twins, most people cannot tell them apart, the only difference is in their eyes, moms are darker blue and a little bigger, other than that it is impossible to see any difference between the two. They are both petite and cute.
Aunt Charlotte married young, never had children, is recently divorced, has always been like a second mother to me. She is excited to have me staying with her.
Shortly after I moved in, I discovered, she has an interesting quirk. She occasionally sleepwalks. I’ve seen her a few times, she just gets out of bed and walks around for a while, sometimes she’ll rearrange furniture or stare out a window. Usually, she gets back in bed but sometimes will sleep on the floor or in a chair. Normally she doesn’t remember doing it.
Recently she started sleeping with a light on and wearing a sleep mask which she thinks reduces the events.
One night, a few weeks after moving in I heard some rustling in my room. I opened my eyes and rolled over. It was dark but I could make out someone standing at the foot of my bed.
I asked, “Auntie is that you?”
No response but as my eyes adjusted, I could tell it was her, with a sleep mask and short nightgown, just standing there. After a few minutes she walked to the window, stood for a few minutes, then turned and slowly walked out.
The next morning at breakfast we chatted but nothing was said about last night
A couple day later I awoke to the same rustling sound. Again, she was just standing there at the foot of my bed wearing her sleep mask. She was backlit from the hall light; I could tell she was naked under her short nightie. After a minute or two she walked to the opposite side of the bed and crawled under the covers. She said nothing but scooted close to me and snuggled up. With her face next to my shoulder and her arm across my stomach and her leg on mine she settled in. I didn’t move but my dick stood up.
I laid there enjoying being close to her but did nothing to wake her up. I don’t know how long we laid like that. I must have dozed off. When I woke up, she was gone. I could still smell her perfume, which Mr. Dick took note of. I stroked him until he shot his load and relaxed.
The next morning, I asked her if she had slept all right.
She said, “Yes, I think the sleep mask is working.”
A week went by when I was again awakened by her crawling into bed. Just like before she snuggled up close but this time, she started rubbing my dick and squeezing it, soon she was stroking it. I didn’t say anything but did start to rub her bare back. As I was getting close to cumming, she sucked me into her mouth. I couldn’t hold off. She swallowed several times, licked me for a while then laid her head on my stomach with her hand cradling my softened dick.
I kept rubbing her back. After about an hour she slid off the bed and started walking towards her room. I followed, enjoying watching her cute bare butt flexing as she walked. Inside her room she entered the bathroom and sat on the toilet. Her profile with her bare boobs was awesome. She finished and laid on the bed with her legs slightly spread. I got my first view of her puffy pink pussy.
I surveyed her wonderful nude body from tits to feet while she slept. She wiggled a little bit and sort of mewed like a little kitten. I moved in to get a closer look. Her pussy looked like a little pink hot dog bun. My gaze moved to her mask covered face. I began to tremble, chills spiked up and down my spine. I thought, wow, this is how my mother looks naked. I got a soft erection with that thought. I stroked myself for a while mentally switching my thoughts between aunt and mother.
