I grew up poor and in a small town where there were not many opportunities to grow and flourish.
Early on I decided I wanted to go away, far away, to college when I graduated high school. Even though I was accepted into several schools that I wanted to attend, money for tuition, books, lodging and general spending money was definitely an issue.
It turned out that "far away" was only 300 miles away in a city where my aunt lived.
She readily agreed to let me stay with her for a least one year and if things worked out, I could stay longer if I wanted to.
Aunt Tina, 52, lived alone, worked on a city job and had tons of hobbies and activities to keep he busy. Even though I was staying with her I did manage to pay for a full year of breakfast and lunch at the school cafeteria. Plus, I gave her money every two weeks from my part-time job and even though I never asked, I think my parents sent her money also.
I would have preferred staying in the dorm but the arrangement with Aunt Tina seemed to be working well but she was clear that she didn't want my friends (guys or girls) hanging out at the house. She didn't mind me hanging out with them as long as it was at the dorm or at their place.
My Aunt was use to living alone and she had to break herself of the habit of walking around the house scantily clad.
She often wore a short robe around the house, especially at night, that left little to the imagination.
The back of the robe hit the lower part of her buttocks and her boobs often worked their way out of her not fully buttoned front.
One day I noticed she had changed to a much more old fashion full length robe and when I asked why she had changed she said, "Because I noticed you taking in the sites."
She was right, I was taking in the sites and often I would relieve myself before I went to sleep with thoughts of her. Still, she was my aunt and I knew my place.
Aunt Tina dated occasionally but I think it was more to have something to do than a genuine interest in real dating. She seemed more content with a good book or being on the computer or just relaxing with a glass of wine.
I did notice that on weekends she would drink a little more than one glass of wine and if I was out, she would keep me up most of the night talking when I returned.
I actually didn't mind talking because I got to see most of what she had to offer.
When she was drinking and caught me looking, she did nothing to cover herself.
Several times I got so excited I had to go to my room or the bathroom and masturbate.
More than once, when I returned from jacking off, she asked what was I doing. Her wicked smile let me know she knew what I was doing.
About a month before the end of the semester I came home late and went straight to my room. I thought Aunt Tina was still up because I could hear the sound of the TV coming from her room.
I took a quick shower and went straight to bed. I was masturbating when the door to my room flung open and there was Aunt Tina. I covered myself but I couldn't hide what I was doing.
I think she could have cared less because it was clear she had had one to many glasses of wine. Her robe was fully open, she had on underwear and her tits were speaking to me.
Both saying, "Push us together and suck our nipples off."
But before I could react, she threw the covers off me and my hard on was at attention.
She didn't say a word, not a word but knelt on the floor next to the bed and took the base of my hard on in her grip.
She deep throated the rest of my dick and I went wild. It was the best feeling ever.
She sucked slowly and deliberately and she never looked up at me.
Her mind was on the task at hand. I could feel the pressure from her lips as she went up and down on my dick. IT WAS GREAT!
I started to moan and she sucked like she was hungry for it.
When she sensed I was about to cum she would tighten and relax her grip to stop me from cumming.
I watched her suck my dick and I threw her long red hair aside so I could see her working on my dick. My dick was soak and wet. Coated with spit from her mouth.
Her head and mouth looked so good sucking my dick but what made it more exciting was her eagerness.
It was like she hadn't sucked dick in years. She was making the most of it.
By now I was moaning and all I could say was, "Yes, yyyeeessss, don't stop, please don't stop." I wanted to call her name but saying "Aunt Tina" at a time like this didn't seem appropriate.
She sucked me for a good 30 minutes and my dick was glistening from her spit.
After squeezing my dick to stop me from cumming she stopped, got up, finished removing her rob, slowly took off her panties and stared at me without saying a word.
I wish I knew what she was thinking as she finished undressing.
She motioned for me to move over in the bed and she mounted me. She reached between her legs and inserted my dick between the lips of her pussy.
