Haven't you ever had one of those days when you'd think nothing would happen out of the ordinary, but everything would happen that you couldn't even have imagined in your wildest dreams? Well I was blessed with one of days which changed my – and my aunt's – life forever.
It all started with me reading one of those incest stories in the Internet at about four in the afternoon. I was reading one that dealt with a boy fucking his aunt, as always, when I heard a sob coming from my aunt's room. Well I must tell you that I had been living with my aunt, Claire, for over the past few years. 3 years to be exact. This was because both my parents were abroad, working on some multinational company, coming only once in two years or so, saying a "hi" and then going back to earn some more money, which they cared and valued more than anything else in the world, more than even me. So my parents had left me with my aunt and her husband. I should say that my time with my aunt and her husband has been quite satisfactory so far, mostly because they were childless and they looked after me like their own child. So I was contented for 3 years till last month, when my uncle decided that the fault they weren't having any children was entirely my aunt's and that it would be better if he just went after another who had the potential.
This came as a terrible shock to my poor aunt and the impact left her ill for almost two weeks, the period over which I had to abandon college and watch over my aunt, most of time which she was in bed at home and I had to sit beside her watching for anything out of the ordinary. It was during this period that I started seeing what my aunt was for herself – a woman. I would stare intently at her form for hours studying her contour from her curly auburn hair to her pretty face with the slightly flat nose and thick juicy lips to her short neck over her 36 DD (I had taken the liberty of going over her drawers to find out the size and I must say I was quite impressed!) to her large belly (she was a bit fat due to inadequate exercise) to her pink tenacious pussy lips with trimmed auburn hair over them and to her curved sexy legs. Of course the latter part was merely my imagination as I hadn't seen what was beneath my aunt's robes in my entire life.
But I planned to...
So as the day (with the opportunity) never came I was left with reading incest stories on the Net about how nephew's had sex with their aunts, until that day...
A second sob came, this time it was louder. I quickly turned off my monitor and rushed to my aunt's room which was directly below my own room. The door was slightly ajar and I peeped in to see what was going on. The room was dimly lit with one of the two table lamps. All the blinds had been drawn across the windows!
My aunt was sitting besides her writing table with her face on her hands. Gentle sobs were escaping her accompanied by louder sobs at times. I started moving slowly towards her, my eyes wandering around for the source of the condition. Then they fell on the cause - A printed letter with my uncle's signature on it. My eyes roamed to the top for its heading – DIVORCE! "Oh... " I exclaimed as I realised what had happened. My aunt raised her head and saw me.
Her eyes were reddish and swollen from crying. I stood my ground and looked pathetically at her. She looked weary and drained. I started forward and she responded by standing up. I reached her and then hugged her in the thought of comforting her. Poor aunt! But instead of getting comforted she started crying putting herself on my shoulders.
"I did... I did expect... this... not this soon... no... not... this... "she said in between her sobs. I held her onto me tightly as she cried helplessly. I patted her and held her onto me thinking how cruel my uncle was leaving my poor aunt, my pretty aunt... with a sweet face, and slightly bigger breasts and curse my wicked soul, but even in the deepest despair couldn't I stop feeling this way. I could feel her breasts squashed against my chest and the thought that I was actually patting my aunt's back send ripples through me. I let my hand roam the full length on her back as I patted her. My poor aunt, filled with grieve sorrow didn't even give the slightest thought to my actions.
Then I could feel it starting. The heat on my loins! It was growing and my dick started growing along with it. I quickly became aware of the fact that my aunt would be feeling my dick any moment now. But I couldn't bring myself to part from my aunt and so just stayed there.
My dick now fully aroused pressed against her. But either my aunt was too ignorant due to sorrow, or that she was pretending to be ignorant. Either way she just clung onto me. We stayed like that for about 15 minutes till my aunt stopped sobbing. We parted and I quickly pull the chair over to hide my hardon. "Do sit down Aunty. Please don't cry anymore. I can't take it anymore. I think a good wash-over will ease some of this sadness. Please go and take a bath, aunty. I don't wanna see you like this aunt. I want to see you cheerful and all pretty again" I said, really meaning it. She gave me a sad smile and started wiping off her tears. "Thank you, honey" She said giving me a peck on my cheek. "I'll go and make you a cup of coffee while you take a bath" I said turning around as she went to her bathroom. I got out of her room stopped outside her door closing it. I let out a big sigh. 'Well that was close' I thought as I walked to the kitchen and started making coffee. All through the coffee making, I thought about the incest stories I had read on the Internet and unaware of my conscious mind my sub-conscious was making a plan on its own. And as it turned out, by the time I had finished making the coffee and was on my way to my aunt's room, a fully formed plan was on my mind.
I reached my aunt's bedroom door and without knocking entered into the room. As I had expected, my aunt hadn't finished her bath. So I put the coffee on the table and waited, brooding in anticipation over what I was planning to do. I knew my aunt was emotionally drained right now and that that was just what I needed for breaking the ice into our taboo. I finally heard the shower being turned off. Quickly I stood up and tiptoed to the wall beside her door so that she wouldn't see me when she walked through the bathroom door.
As expected she walked through without noticing me and as expected, again, she was wearing only her towel around her as I had seen, on countless spying occasions. With a sudden movement I was behind her and hugged her from behind. Quickly I released the weakly tied knot that was holding the towel around her. A half a second passed and I saw as in slow motion the towel falling and my aunt's hand reaching to hold it in place. I was prepared for this instinctual reaction and caught both her arms with mine and overpowered them aside from touching the towel, leaving the towel to fall peacefully to the ground. I pulled my aunt quickly to me as she started struggling. My hardon pressed into her back. But then she started screaming. I was shocked and couldn't do anything except drop one of her hands and use the hand that held it to cover her mouth.
As quick as a rabbit, and with extreme agility, she whipped around to the free side and gave me a resounding slap on my chin. The impact was so wild and so unexpected that I stumbled back and fell onto the bed. Then I saw my aunt's eyes widen as she saw who the culprit was.
"Oh Ricky! Are you alright?"my aunt exclaimed as she, irrespective of the fact that she was stark naked, quickly came near me and leaned over me, examining my face where she had slapped, her motherly instincts taking over.
