Curious

You know, family can be a funny thing. It's interesting how bonds between people can form and evolve over time. You can start out having one type of relationship with someone, and in the blink of an eye, that relationship can change. I should know, it happened to me.

Let me start at the beginning. My aunt, Sage, and I are only eight years apart. My grandmother had my mom, Simone, when she was twenty. And then, twelve years later, my grandma Savannah had my aunt Sage. Eight years after that, and following after her mother, my mom had me when she was twenty. And so, even though she is my aunt, Sage and I were pretty much raised together, closer to siblings than aunt and nephew.

We grew up in the same neighborhood, only two blocks away from each other, so we spent a lot of time together. Granny 'Vannah would watch me when I was a toddler, and they said I would always run and hug Sage when she came home from school. It was even joked that she was my first kiddie crush. Whatever it was, I loved spending time with Sage, and even as we got older, she would babysit me if my mom needed it. Those were some of the most fun times of my life.

The other fun times we had were the annual family camping trips. My parents would take me and Sage on a camping weekend every summer. Sage and I would have separate tents, of course, but that didn't stop us from spending time in each other's tents late into the night laughing and playing card games. Hell, Sage is the reason I'm a good Spades player.

Even after Sage got married to Dorian, the camping trips continued. My parents invited Dorian along so that he would feel more included in the family. Dorian was from Montreal and enjoyed the outdoors, so he fit in easy on these camping trips. But that also meant that Sage and I weren't spending late nights in each other's tents anymore.

So, as usual, I was looking forward to our camping trip. My parents had told me that they wouldn't be able to join us this year because of a last-minute work thing my dad had. Instead of canceling the trip, though, Sage and Dorian said they would be happy to take me along.

I was just hanging around the house when the doorbell rang. I answered it, and saw Sage standing there in a pair of jeans, pink tank top, and matching pink sneakers. Her hair was styled in short twists, with the sides of her head shaved.

"Hey there, Issie. You ready for our trip?" she asked, pulling me into a hug.

"Of course I am, Sage. You know I've been ready for it since last year," I said, returning the hug with a smile.

"Well, with your parents not watching over us, we might be able to have a little more fun," she said with a sly wink.

"Yeah, your sister's always trying to be both our mothers," I answered, continuing a long-running joke with us.

"Hi Sage!" my father bellowed, coming down the stairs.

"What's up Byron?" my aunt replied.

"Thanks again for taking Isaac with you."

"It's really no problem. I always enjoy spending time with Issie. You know he's my favorite nephew."

"I'm your only nephew, Sage."

"And?" she said, with a playful shrug.

"Well, me and Simone have to get ready for this banquet, so I'll leave you two. Have a good time, son," he said, giving me a quick hug.

"Thanks. I will dad."

He went upstairs and I grabbed my bag from where I left it in the living room. "I'm all packed and ready to go," I said, smiling.

"Then let's hit the road." I walked out behind her to the van she and Dorian rented for the weekend.

The drive up to the campground was pleasant, but uneventful. The three of us listened to music and talked for the hour it took to reach our destination. Once we got there, we fell into the routine of unpacking our gear and setting up camp. The spot we picked was fairly secluded, but still only a couple of minutes of walking to the lake.

That first night, Dorian and I managed to catch a couple of fish from the lake, which we cooked and washed down with a couple of beers. Sage, Dorian, and I enjoyed the feeling of the night air with the slight buzz from the drinks.

After a few hands of poker, with some trash talk added in, we decided to retire for the night. I retired to my tent, undressed down to my underwear, and slid into my sleeping bag. It was warm enough that I didn't even bother to zip it up, just left it open on the side.

I don't remember falling asleep, but I know that at some point in the night, I was awakened by an unexpected feeling. I was laying on my side, and I felt a body pressed up against my front. I came to realize that my dick was out, rock hard, and buried in someone, who was grinding against me.

"Huh, wha?" I mumbled, still very groggy from the beer and sleep.

"Shhhh, don't worry baby. I'm almost done," I heard a woman say. It took a few seconds for the recognition to burn through the fog and for me to realize that was Sage whispering to me.

"Sage?" I asked, confused as fuck. Was this a dream?

"Oh, D, I need this dick," she said, moaning. I felt her round ass moving against me. "Grab my hips, baby," she whispered. I reached and put my hand on her hip, not sure what else to do. Rubbing my hands down her leg, I felt her underwear pulled down to her knees.

"Oh fuuuuck," Sage continued to moan. "You feel so fucking good."

Instinct began to take over through the haze, and I started moving my body in sync with the woman fucking me. Was this really happening? Was I really being fucked by my aunt?

Even though those questions slowly made their way through my mind, I have to admit that, at the moment, I didn't give a fuck about the answer. I was buried deep in her pussy, and it felt good, real or imagined. I moved my hand up her body, gliding it over her stomach and reaching up under her t-shirt. I was happy the garment was loose-fitting, making it easier to grab her tits and play with her nipples. This made her moan, and I felt her entire body shudder against me. Her pussy tightened around my hard manhood, and I knew she was cumming. The orgasm flowed through her, some of her juices leaking out. That was all I needed. I roughly squeezed her tit and pushed my cock in deep, hold it in place as I dumped my entire load in Sage's womb.

As soon as we were finished, I felt Sage move slightly away from me so she could pull up her underwear. "Thanks, baby, I needed that," she said, turning to kiss me on the lips. Before I could even put my dick away, Sage gently pushed my onto my back, lay on my chest with a leg draped over me, and quickly fell asleep. Still confused, and with my orgasm adding more fog to my brain, I closed my eyes and joined her in slumber.

I woke up the next morning, still confused and not sure what the hell happened last night. I was alone in the tent, and my boxers were around my waist where they were supposed to be. I sat up and rubbed my face, trying to get the fuzzy out my brain. I heard the voices of Sage and Dorian outside my tent, so I got dressed and stepped outside.

My aunt and uncle were cooking eggs and hash in the skillet, so I took a seat and joined them for breakfast. Sage engaged me in normal conversation, although I noticed that she barely looked at me while we talked. It was only noticeable to me because I grew up with her. It seemed like she was intentionally avoiding eye contact with me.

After breakfast, Dorian said he was going for a quick swim in the lake. I offered to stay behind and tidy up, and Sage said she would help. I took this as a chance to clear the air about what happened last night in my tent.

After Dorian left, I immediately looked at my aunt and said, "What the hell happened last night?"

Sage let out a resigned sigh. "A fucking mistake, that's what."

"What do you mean?"

"I got up to pee and accidentally came back into the wrong tent. I was still a little tipsy, but also horny, and thought you were Dorian. It wasn't until I woke up this morning that I saw the horrible mistake that I made. Luckily, Dorian is a heavy sleeper and didn't feel me sneaking back into the tent."

"So you mean to tell me we fucked by accident?" I asked, still keeping my voice low, even though we were alone.

"That's exactly what I'm saying, Isaac. And we can never bring it up again," she said. I knew that when she used my first name like that, and didn't call me "Issie," she was serious.

"Okay, Sage. Consider it dropped."

The two of us finished cleaning up from breakfast and I decided to go sit in my tent for a few minutes. Although I knew that what we did was wrong, Sage chalking it up to a forgettable accident still left me confused and a little hurt. I mean, she couldn't at least say that it was good, but we could never do it again? Just nothing?

Needing to do something, I grabbed my some clean clothes and soap. Stepping out my tent, I said to Sage, "I'm going to go wash up in the lake."

"Okay Issie," she answered. I waited to see if she would say anything else, but she didn't, so I went on my way. While walking to the lake, I met Dorian on his way back to the camp.

"There's something about a quick morning swim that just gets the blood pumping," he said to e with a smile.

"Yeah, I'm gonna get in a quick bath and swim myself," I replied.

"Is Sage still at the camp?"

"She was when I left."

"Okay," he said. "Enjoy your bath."

"I will," I answered, continuing on my way.

I got to the lake, quickly undressed, and plunged into the water. Swimming naked in the lake was an exhilarating feeling. The water and fresh air helped me feel connected to nature.

While floating on my back in the water, I thought I heard footsteps coming from the trees. I stood up and looked towards where I thought I heard the sound, but didn't see anything. I waited for a few moments, to see if anyone came through the trees, but nothing appeared. I chalked it up to an animal and started bathing myself.

After I was done, I went back to the camp and saw Dorian sitting by himself. "Where did Sage go?" I asked.

"I don't know. She was gone when I got back from the lake. She probably just went for a little walk."

After a few minutes, Sage came back to the camp. "Had fun on your walk?" Dorian asked.

"Yeah, it wasn't bad. I didn't go too far. Just wanted to stretch my legs," she answered.

The rest of the day was like most days camping. We went hiking and I was distracted most of the time. Sage was wearing blue stretch pants and a red short-sleeved crop top that showed off her svelte frame. I couldn't help but keep looking at the way her ass looked in the pants and remembering how it felt pressed against me last night. The constant jiggling of her juicy rear made me want more, whether or not she was my aunt.

I know Sage said she wanted me to forget about what happened, but how could I just toss out the feeling of her tits in my hands? How she moaned when I made her cum? Sage was stuck in my head.

After the hike, we got back to the camp and Dorian announced that he was gonna go catch some more fish for dinner. I was about to tell him I would join him, when I saw Sage out the corner of my eye giving me a subtle gesture not to go. I told him I would stay behind with Sage, and he grabbed his fishing gear and walked towards the lake.

"Okay, Sage, what's up?" I asked when Dorian was out of earshot.

"I need to talk to you. Let's go in your tent," she responded, taking me by the hand. We ducked into the tent and she zipped it up, even though no one else was around.

"Sage, what the hell is going on?"

"I need to come clean with you. It's been eating away at me all day."

"About last night?"

"Yeah, about what happened last night. It wasn't really an accident."

"What do you mean?" I asked, trying to keep my voice down.

"I knew exactly what I was doing. I wasn't tipsy, and I didn't come into the wrong tent after going to use the bathroom. I came in here on purpose."

"But why?" By now I was confused, but my heart was also starting to beat faster.

"Issie, you've been on my mind for a long time now. A few months ago I came across a video online of you fucking some girl."

"Oh shit," I exclaimed, shaking my head. I had an account on a website and liked to post videos of me and a couple of the girls I regularly hooked up with.

"Yeah, and the way you looked when you were eating pussy, and fucking them deep, it just sparked my interest."

I sat there in front of my aunt, speechless. The idea of her watching videos of me fucking other women was at the same time horrifying, and titillating.

"Last night, I got up the courage to come in here and see for myself how good that dick made them feel. And I have to admit, it was everything I dreamed of."

"Dreamed of? You were dreaming of my dick?"

"And more. I can't tell you the amount of times I've played with myself thinking of you these past few months. Hell, I even imagine it's you inside me when I'm with Dorian."

"So why didn't you say that this morning?"

"Because I was a little ashamed. Issie, you're my nephew. What we did was never supposed to happen. But after thinking about it, I knew that, because of our relationship, I had to come clean and tell you the truth."

"Sage, I've been thinking about what we did all damn day."

"Really?"

"Fuck yeah. You were amazing. I couldn't keep my eyes off your ass when we were hiking."

"Well, since you told me that, I have to tell you that I also watched you swimming naked this morning."

"I thought I heard footsteps in the trees."

"Yeah, it was me, your aunt perving on you like some horny teenager."

"I would've invited you to join me if I knew you were there."

"You would?" she asked, looking at me with a mixture of hope and longing in her light brown eyes.

Instead of answering her, I decided to lean in and kiss Sage on the lips. I sensed her surprise and hesitation at first, but she didn't pull away. After a couple of seconds, I felt her give in to the moment and begin kissing me back.

We spent the next couple of minutes with our tongues entwining and exploring each other's mouths, and our hands touching places society said we shouldn't. I had never kissed a woman with a tongue piercing, and I have to admit it was a lot of fun, even if it was my aunt that gave me that first experience.

I pulled back from the kiss and looked Sage in the eyes. "Since you've been dreaming about it for so long, how about we do this for real this time?"

Sage nodded in response, and I gently laid her back on my sleeping bag. I gripped the sides of her stretch pants and pulled them down, Sage lifting her hips off the ground to help. Her cheeky panties came right after. Without any prodding, Sage spread her legs, showing me her shaved pussy.

"I waxed her just for you, hoping that this would happen," she said, lightly rubbing her womanhood. That was all the prompting I needed. I lowered my head between her thighs and began licking at her lips. I was immediately turned on by her taste and scent. My tongue probed at her entrance, causing her to moan. I moved up to flick my tongue across her clit, throwing in a little hum for some vibration. This made her yelp in shock. I sucked on her clit, pulling it into my mouth and humming stronger. Sage's back arched hard, mashing her honeypot into my face. I slid my hands under her ass and held her in place, not letting her retreat from my mouth.

"Issie, Issie. Fuck me with that tongue," she moaned, vigorously grinding against my face. I added a slight shaking of my head to the oral pleasure. This sent Sage over the edge, causing a splash of her womanly juices to fly out and onto my mouth and chin. I happily slurped it down, not yet finished with giving my aunt pleasure.

I roughly pulled up Sage's top, making her full, D-cup tits bounce from the action. I marveled at her small, dark-brown areola. I lightly grabbed her tits, once again feeling how supple they were. Sage grabbed the bottom of my shirt and pulled it over my head, tossing it aside before unbuttoning and pulling down my pants. I kicked them off and stripped all the way naked, kneeling in front of my aunt with my hard dick pointing up at the sky.

"Give me that hard dick again, Issie," Sage said, lust dripping from her voice. I leaned forward and placed the head of my prick at her entrance. I rubbed it up and down a little, letting some of her juices coat my head. Obeying my aunt's request, I slowly pushed into her, feeling her warmth envelope me. Sage took a deep breath and held it as I penetrated her, my girth filling and stretching her womanhood.

Looking into Sage's light-brown eyes, I continued to push in gently, until our groins touched. That's when we both exhaled at the same time. Sage kissed me and started moving her hips, setting a slow, sensual tempo for us. I moved with her, feeling the warmth of her body pressed against mine. She wrapped her legs around mine and kept kissing me. My hands rubbed up and down her sides, feeling her soft, smooth skin.

I was used to fucking women hard, and had even had slow, passionate sex before, but this felt different. There was something about being with Sage that I just felt deep in my core. There were no words between us, just the sounds of our breathing and moaning. It was like we each knew exactly what to do, our bodies synchronized in this sensual dance.

Sage's fingers dug into my back, sending a wave of chills down my spine. I pulled most of my length out before sliding back in, giving her deep strokes of my dick. I could feel every movement of Sage's muscles, including the ones in her crevice. I could feel the fire in my body building up, getting hotter.

Our breathing was getting shallower and Sage's moans were getting more excited. My tool felt as hard as it had ever been. My aunt nibbled gently on my ear. Fuck, how did she know that was one of my spots? I let out a long grunt and pushed all the way into her womb. A torrent of semen shot out of my dick, filling Sage's canal. With a moan and full-bodied shudder, Sage's orgasm followed mine, her pussy muscles rippling around my shaft, milking every drop from me.

I lay on top of my aunt for a few moments, both of us catching our breaths. Sage then eased me out of her, and I felt some of our combined juices dripping down my nuts. She guided my onto my back before straddling me, hovering over my still-hard dick. Placing me back at her entrance, Sage began the second round, sitting fully on me.

I reached up and began squeezing and groping her full tits as she started grinding on me. Her hips were moving back and forth and in a circle. Sage scratched her nails down my chest, making me shudder from pleasure. Using one of her hands, she reached down between our legs and gently tickled my balls. This new sensation made me let out an involuntary moan that was louder than before. I sat up, resting my weight back on my elbows, and started sucking on my aunt's tits. My tongue flicked across her hard, chocolate nipples.

I was lost in the sensations of the moment- the way her warm skin felt against me, the taste of her nipples, the smell of our sex that filled the tent. Sage pushed me back flat on the ground and lay fully on top of me. I started pumping a little faster, my cock sliding in and out of her with ease. I reached down and gripped her ass. Sage pressed her lips against mine and shoved her tongue in my mouth. Kissing passionately, we climaxed together, a second eruption of cum shooting out of me and into Sage's honeypot.

My aunt collapsed on top of me, both of us trying to catch our breath. Her head was resting on my chest.

"That was everything I needed," Sage finally said.

"It was definitely the best sex I ever had," I responded, while lightly stroking her back.

"Even better than the girls you make videos with?"

"Yeah, even better than them."

"I never thought that the perfect dick for me would belong to my nephew," she said, before leaning up and kissing me on my lips.