tagIncest/TabooBabysitting at Aunt Patty's Part 1

Babysitting at Aunt Patty's Part 1

byPJeremy©

Being the oldest of thirteen grandchildren, I got stuck with a lot of babysitting. From the age of fourteen on, I was the go-to guy if any of my aunts or uncles needed a sitter for a night. It seems like a drag, constantly having to spend Friday and Saturday nights with your little cousins, and it was a bit annoying. But as a young teenager, the extra money was great. Maybe it was only a few bucks an hour, but when you're fourteen or so, that extra money makes a big difference.

As I got older, the requests to babysit became fewer and fewer. My sister was old enough to do it, and my cousins were getting older. There just wasn't the need for a babysitter much, anymore. Plus, I think my relatives felt a little guilty asking me to give up weekend nights. I still would watch the kids once in awhile, or help out with their homework after school if they needed it, but it was rare.

When I went away to college, I thought that would be it. Although I needed the money more than ever, I just figured I would not be sitting any more, and I didn't mind a bit. I had my own friends, my own car, and my own life. I liked to be able to make my own schedule and hang out with friends on weekends. And that is just what I planned to do when I returned from school for summer break after my freshman year. I had a summer job lined up, and I would be able to put away a decent bit of money, but I was really looking forward to hanging out with my friends. No one from high school had ended up going to college where I did.

I got home on a Thursday after my exams were over and I was exhausted. I wish I could say it was from too much studying, but the truth is that my exams were over on Tuesday and I had been doing just a little bit of partying. My Dad was nice enough to pick me up at the train station in Baltimore, in my car. It was nice to have a car back after my freshman year. Because of parking issues on campus, freshman weren't allowed to have cars. We caught up on what had been happening at home for the half hour drive back to my parents' house.

"I know this isn't going to be the greatest thing you've heard, but Aunt Patty needs you to watch the kids tomorrow night. She has something for work, and they are really tight for a sitter. Can you do it?" My Dad asked.

"Oh, come on, my first Friday night home?" I asked.

"You know she wouldn't ask if she wasn't really in a pinch. You can say no if you want." He replied.

My Dad knew I couldn't really say no. I would feel way too guilty, not to mention the guilt trip I would get next time I saw Aunt Patty. I didn't have any particular plans for Friday night, I just had figured I would be hanging out with the guys from high school.

"Fine. I guess." I finally gave in.

"I'll let her know, I am sure she will be appreciative." My dad said as we arrived at my parents' house.

It was nice to be home. My brother and sisters and Mom were all there waiting for me, and we had a nice time visiting and catching up. I only went to college about two hours away, but it still felt like we had been apart for a long time. For that night and the following day, I caught up with relatives, caught up on sleep, and caught up on eating my parents' free food. It was good to be home.

At about 6:00 p.m. I headed out to my Aunt Patty's house. Patty was a single mother of two and my youngest aunt. She had just gotten out of a marriage with a complete jerk. It's not like he hit her, he just ignored her. And he ignored the kids. Luckily he had made a decent amount and Aunt Patty got a nice summer beach house and a decent amount of money out of him when he finally left. Patty was tall and skinny, about 5' 10" tall. She had short sandy blonde hair that kind of sat on top of her head like a cute mop and she had a great smile. Not that I noticed, but she had small perky breasts and a great tight ass. Okay, I did notice. I had always noticed. Patty was sexy. I knew I shouldn't see her that way, considering she was my Mom's sister, but I couldn't help it. She was only about eight or nine years older than me, and I found her incredibly attractive. I had never done anything about it. And I never would. But to say that Aunt Patty didn't creep into my fantasies every once in awhile late at night would be a lie.

I pulled up the driveway for what I expected to be another boring night in watching TV and putting the kids to bed. When I got inside, Patty was finishing up dinner for the kids, and she looked up with a huge smile on her face.

"Mike! Welcome home!" She said as she bounded across the kitchen and gave me a big hug. It wasn't unusual for her, she was an affectionate person and she squeezed me close, and I tried to remember that it was my Aunt. But that was difficult.

"How are you?" She asked.

"Pretty good, how about you?" I replied.

"Not bad. Not bad at all. I mean, I would be better if I didn't have to do this catering job tonight, but overall things are great. How was school? We all miss you, you know." She asked, talking a mile a minute.

"It was good. I made the Dean's list first semester, and I think I was able to do it again second semester. I'll find out in a few weeks, I guess." I told her, trying not to check her out as I did so. It was weird. I always knew she was attractive, and like I said, I had thought about her on occasion, but now I was face to face with her and I couldn't stop being so drawn to my own aunt.

"That's great!" She said, "You always were the smart one. So, any girls up there at that school that caught your eye?"

I admit I was a little embarrassed by the question, but it was not out of character for Patty.

"Not really. I mean, I've had a few dates but nothing really serious." I told her.

"Ah, playing the field. Smart boy. Well, smart young man, I guess." She said with a little twinkle in her eye.

I must have blushed at that point because she quickly added, "Oh, don't be embarrassed, you are becoming quite the man. I remember when you were born and now you're all tall and handsome. I wasn't sure who it was when you were coming up the driveway."

We both laughed. Mine was a little more nervous laugh. The conversation was a bit uncomfortable and I was shifting my body to hide the erection that was growing in my pants at the things Patty was saying to me. Okay, I admit it wasn't that provocative, but I was nineteen. It didn't take much to set me off.

"Oh, and Mike, I want to thank you for tonight. I was really in a bind and you are helping out so much. The kids are fed, and should be ready for bed at about eight. After that, you can watch TV or movies, or whatever. I should be home about one, so you are welcome to stay over if you like." She said.

I had frequently done that when I was younger. She had a nice big house and I would watch the little ones when they were much smaller and then just hit the guest room and crash for the night, going home in the morning.

"Sounds good. Got any snacks?" I asked

She looked at me like I was crazy, "Have you ever known me to have an un-stocked fridge? Of course there's all sorts of stuff in here. You're welcome to any of it." Checking her watch, she said, "Oh shit, I gotta get going."

As she ran past me, purse in hand, she kissed me on the cheek, saying, "Thanks again, I really mean it."

The kiss on the cheek, while completely innocent, was enough to set my nineteen year old brain in motion. I was crazy over her at this point, and thankful she was walking out the door. I wasn't sure I could take much more time in conversation without her noticing the growing bulge in my pants.

Patty's car drove off and I collapsed on the couch to watch TV while the kids played. They were at the age where they were pretty low maintenance, and just needed me for things like getting a drink or a snack. Otherwise, I just let them play until bed time. At about 8:00 p.m., as instructed, I got their toys cleaned up with them and took them upstairs. I got the kids to brush their teeth and then tucked them into bed. They really are good kids and it was no problem getting them to go to sleep.

I headed for the stairs to go plop in front of the TV again, when I walked past my Aunt's room. I noticed something in her hamper, which was near the door to her room. It was satiny and just the thought that it might be sexy lingerie that my Aunt had worn started the stirring in my jeans again. I picked it up, and while it was silky, it was far from racy. It was just a silk nightgown, and nothing overly provocative. Still, the thought of my Aunt wearing it got me a little turned on. Then I looked down and saw a matching silk thong. Now that was sexy.

I picked up the thong and looked at it. It was almost sheer and it was tiny. It was red, and had a small bow on the back right above where my Aunt's behind would have been. I could tell the panties had been worn, and my cock started to harden at just the thought that her bare pussy had touched the fabric. I lifted the panties to my face, and finding the crotch, inhaled deeply. I could smell her womanly scent. I couldn't believe what I was doing, but my cock was rock hard by now. I needed release. And I needed that release while I inhaled Patty's aroma.

I quickly slipped into the master bathroom, just off of Patty's bedroom. I dropped my pants and took my cock in hand. I held the panties up to my nose with my left hand and slowly started stroking my cock as I inhaled her feminine perfume. I imagined she was there in front of me and I was licking her wet pussy as she writhed in pleasure. My strokes intensified as I stuck my tongue out and licked the crotch of her panties. I got just a hint of her tangy, delicious pussy as my cock strained even harder. She tasted so good that I put her panties in my mouth and sucked on the dirty crotch as I jerked myself off with increasing intensity.

Suddenly, I heard a noise, and turned to see, to my horror, Patty standing in the doorway. She quickly closed the door behind her.

"Oh my God, Mike, I am so sorry! I didn't know you were in there. I thought you were asleep in the guest room." She said, a little panicked and out of breath.

Well, maybe she didn't see me. Maybe she didn't see me masturbating. Maybe she didn't see me sucking on her dirty panties. "Oh shit. She had to see." I thought to myself.

"It's okay, I'm done." I said, as I flushed and stuffed her now wet panties in my pocket. "Sorry, Aunt Patty, I was just using your bathroom because I had put the kids to bed. I didn't think you'd be home so soon." I said, embarrassed, as my voice trailed off.

"Nah, no problem," She said, as if nothing had happened, "I was just able to get away much earlier than I thought. They let me go because they know about the kids and all."

"Oh, that's cool." I told her.

"Yeah, and I am so tired I am glad I am home. I think I'll just hit the sack and get a good night's sleep, for once." She laughed.

"Okay, well, I guess I'll get going." I said, still a deep red from embarrassment.

"You don't have to. I know it's early, but it was really foggy out there when I was coming back in. You can stay in the guest room still, if you want." She said.

Considering I thought I had to find a way to get her panties back into her hamper, in case she hadn't seen me, I figured staying was a good idea.

"Okay, well, I guess I'll just go watch some TV." I told her.

"All right, then. See you in the morning?" She said.

"Sure, Aunt Patty." And I started to walk away.

"Hey Mike. Thanks again. I really owe you." She told me.

"No problem." Looking back at her in her black skirt and white collared shirt, my cock started to grow again. She really was an attractive lady, my Aunt or not. And the fact that the smell of her pussy was still in my nostrils was even more of a turn on. "Good night."

I went downstairs and back to the couch. The TV was on, but I wasn't paying attention. I was really embarrassed at what my Aunt may have seen. But I also didn't know what she had seen. I was afraid she'd say something to my Mom or Dad, or that she'd tease me about it. Either way, I just didn't know how to handle the situation. And even if she had not seen me, I thought to myself, I had her panties in my pocket and no way to get them back in her room without her noticing. I didn't want her to think I was the kind of guy who would steal her panties. Even though I was that kind of guy, apparently.

Getting tired, and still turned on, I figured I would retire to the guest room, cum with my Aunt's panties, and figure it all out in the morning. As I climbed the stairs I noticed the flickering light under the door of my Aunt's room. She was, or had been, watching television. I headed to the opposite end of the hallway to the guest room.

The room was pitch black when I entered, so I flipped the switch.

The bed was turned down and there was something right near the pillow. As I approached the bed I saw a small, silky something on the bed. As I got closer my heart started racing. It was a pair of panties. I picked them up, and a small piece of paper fell out.

"I could use some company." Said the unmistakable handwriting of my aunt, on the piece of paper.

I held the panties up to my face and noticed that they were soaking wet. She hadn't just worn these. She had been touching herself. They were so wet she had to have masturbated that sexy pussy of hers in these panties. And now she left them for me.

As horny as I was, I was conflicted. I mean, this woman was my Aunt. She had seen me grow up. And here she was coming on to me. I wanted her so badly, but I didn't know what I should do.

My nineteen year old brain won out, as did the intoxicating scent of her pussy, soaked through the panties she had left me. With her panties in my hand, I left the guest room, and walked the length of the hallway toward her door. My heart was pounding. I could feel it in my temples as I became more and more nervous. I approached her door and heard the unmistakable sound of a woman quietly whimpering and moaning. It didn't sound like my Aunt, but it all worked to get me even more turned on. I lifted my hand to the door and quietly knocked.

"Mike?" My aunt asked.

"Yes." I stammered.

"Come in." She said.

Slowly I turned the knob and the door clicked. Then I pushed it slowly open. The first thing I could see was the television. On the big screen were two gorgeous woman. A blonde and a brunette. The blonde was young with very large breasts and was laying on her back as the older, but equally as attractive brunette was between her thighs, licking her wet pussy. The door now completely open, I looked over to the bed where my Aunt was laying, with the covers up to her chin.

"Took you long enough!" She said in her typical joking manner. "I've been waiting for you." The last sentence was said in a tone that was different. It was lustful. Her eyes were almost glassy as she spoke those words.

"Um," I stumbled. "Wow, that's pretty sexy." I said, making reference to the television.

"Well, your old Aunt has been alone in this bed awhile, sometimes even I need a little porn." She said with a smile. "I thought that might be all I got until you walked in."

I was frozen. I just didn't know what to do. So I stood there.

"Are you just going to stand there or are you going to join me?" She asked, with a wry smile on her face.

"Um, okay," I said, as I approached the bed. I reached for the covers and started to pull them back to get in the bed.

"Wait," Aunt Patty said. "You are way overdressed."

I was completely stunned, still. I was still in shock that I was going to fool around with my aunt. I still didn't know how far this was going to go, and I didn't know what I should do.

"Take that T shirt off." She directed. Her voice was a little more authoritative this time. She wasn't ordering me around, but she was letting me know what she wanted.

I removed my T shirt, exposing my chest to her. Now, I'm not exactly a physical fitness maniac, but at that point, at nineteen years old, I was well built. I had strong pecs, and a fairly defined upper body. Still, even though I hadn't shown her anything she hadn't seen at the beach, it was awkward being there in front of my aunt, in that setting, undressing.

"Mmmm, what a sexy chest my nephew has." She said. "Now, get those jeans off."

I hesitated. This was a big step. And she could see the nervousness in my eyes.

"Mike, take them off for your aunt. Come on now." She insisted.

Having her tell me what to do was even more of a turn on. I unbuttoned my jeans and slid them down my legs. My legs are better than my upper body, having been a soccer player all through high school, and I was proud of how muscular they were, but I was still nervous. I stepped out of my jeans, and there I was, standing in front of my aunt, in just a white pair of boxer briefs. My cock was hard and straining against my underwear. Despite my embarrassment, I was so turned on that there was no hiding my erection.

"Okay, Mike, now why don't you join me under the covers." My aunt directed me.

Still a little tentative about the whole situation, I pulled the covers back just a little bit, and slid into bed next to this beautiful woman. She looked amazing. Her short sandy blonde hair was spread out on the pillow, which was propped up slightly so that she could get a better view of the television. Her green eyes were glazed over and the look on her face was completely different from what I had seen before. The happy-go-lucky woman was replaced by a lustful, sex-craving woman. But this was my aunt. My aunt. I couldn't believe that I was almost naked in bed with my aunt. Any qualms I had were quickly erased when I saw the covers moving slowly near my aunt's sex.

"I started without you. I hope you don't mind." She said, mischievously. "But then again, you started without me earlier."

I must have turned three shades of red. "I'm really sorry about that. I didn't mean..."

She cut me off. "It's okay. Really Mike. Seeing you sniffing and tasting my panties while you touched your hard cock was so hot. It made me so wet."

"Really?" I asked, genuinely surprised.

"Really. Seeing a hot, young guy wanting me, wanting me enough to jerk off while he smelled me? God, it was so hot. That's why I went to bed right away. I didn't even get my panties off before I came the first time."

I was in bed with her but our bodies had not even touched yet. I could feel the heat coming off of her skin.

"MMMMmmmmmm." My aunt moaned as she must have hit the right spot with her fingers. The movie was still playing on the television, and the scene of the two women had intensified as they were on top of each other in a sixty-nine position.

"Did you like the way I smelled?" I snapped back to the moment, realizing again where I was.

"Yes." Was all I could muster for an answer.

"Do you want to smell me again?"

Again, I answered, "Yes."

My aunt brought her fingers out from under the covers. In the glow of the television, I could see her wetness on her fingers. She raised her fingers to just below my nose and I breathed deeply. Without even realizing it, an audible moan escaped my lips. The aroma of my aunt's sex was filling my nose, and my cock was twitching in anticipation.

"Taste me." She said as she lowered her wet fingers to my lips. Her wetness was delicious. I savored her taste and sucked on her thin fingers. She moaned as I continued to suck and lick them.

"Do you want to taste more?" She asked.

Without answering, I lowered the covers. First, her breasts were revealed. They were small, but perky. Her nipples were a dark brown and were very hard, with small areolas. She had tan lines from her bikini. I lowered the covers more and they revealed her flat stomach. From years of working out, she was definitely in terrific shape. Again, a wave of nerves came over me as I realized I was about to unveil her wet pussy. Her hand was still in the covers playing with her clit when I peeled the blanket away.

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