My Summer with Aunt Janet

I took extra care to focus on the sensations, letting myself get lost in the moment. The warm water felt like a caress on my skin, and the soap felt like a soft embrace. I ran my hands over my curves, feeling the contours of my body and relishing in the feeling of my touch.

I became more and more turned on, and I couldn't resist exploring my body a little further. I let my hands wander, trailing over my breasts and down to my hips, feeling the excitement build within me. I twisted and pulled at my nipples, moaning in delight. With each tug, I yearned to cum.

I ran my hands down my wet, slick, silky skin to the wet folds of my pussy. My body screamed for a release, and I was all too happy to give it one. I rammed two fingers into my hot cunt, while I massaged my clit with my other hand.

The hot water rolled over my body, like a lover leaving wet kisses all over. My body shook and quivered as I got closer and closer to orgasm.

Images of my Aunt flooded my mind, despite my best efforts to think of someone, anyone else. Janet exuded sex. There was something contagious about her raw energy; all I wanted at that moment was to please her and show her that I was just as wild as she was.

As I pumped my fingers in and out of my wanton pussy, I ground my palm into my clit. The feeling was too much.

I screamed "Janet" as my orgasm washed over me. Stepping out of the shower, I felt an overwhelming sense of relief mixed with moments of guilt.

"Did I really just cum thinking about my Aunt? What is happening to me?" I thought to myself as I dried off.

I quickly combed my hair, threw on a pair of shorts and a T-shirt, and made my way to the living room.

Aunt Janet was sitting there on the couch waiting for me.

"Was the shower everything you hoped it would be?" Janet laughed.

Aunt Janet was trying to awaken something in me, and I decided to let it out at that moment.

"Next time, you will have to join me and find out," I found myself replying.

I couldn't believe I said that, but I couldn't help but feel proud of the look of shock on my Aunt's face. Maybe Aunt Janet was right. There was something wild waiting to come out.

"Let's get going," Aunt Janet said as we headed to the car.

I didn't know what Aunt Janet had in store for today, but I knew it was something Mom would disapprove of. Mom always made me wear more modest clothing. Compared to a lot of my friends, I dressed frumpily. It's hard to be stylish when your Mom doesn't want you to show a lot of skin.

Aunt Janet drove up to a store I had never heard of before. It was a small boutique shop that looked way more expensive than any store I had ever visited.

We entered the store, and my eyes widened at the sight of all the short skirts, crop tops, and other revealing clothes. I had never seen so many clothes I was prohibited from wearing. Aunt Janet noticed my expression and gave me a reassuring smile.

"It's okay, Britney. Your Mom's dress code doesn't apply here. Let's get you some cute clothes that you'll feel comfortable and confident in," Aunt Janet said.

As we walked around the store, Aunt Janet would pick up clothes and hold them against me, commenting on how good they would look on me. I had never had someone so excited about me wearing revealing clothes before. The more we walked around, the more I wondered if Aunt Janet wanted me to buy these clothes to widen my wardrobe or so she could check out my body. The idea of Aunt Janet wishing to see my body excited me, so I gleefully followed her lead.

"Ooh, this tube top would be perfect for your figure, Britney. It's a must-have," Aunt Janet said, holding up a neon pink top.

I giggled, feeling like I was in a movie montage of a girl's shopping spree.

I felt slightly exposed when I tried a tube top on for the first time. But Aunt Janet assured me it looked hot, "That tube top is perfect for your body type, Britney. It shows off your tits and looks so good on you," Aunt Janet said.

I was shocked by Aunt Janet's lewdness, but she was right. My chest looked amazing in this top. I grinned, feeling more confident with every passing minute.

As I tried on different outfits, I couldn't help but feel a rush of excitement. The mini skirts hugged my curves in all the right places and made me feel sexy. The crop tops showed off my toned stomach and made me feel daring.

Aunt Janet insisted I buy new underwear to accompany my daring new wardrobe. The thongs felt scandalous but made me feel like I was finally growing up.

My Aunt gave me tips on how to style my new clothes. She would suggest pairing a crop top with a high-waisted skirt or wearing a tube top with jeans.

"I love how versatile these clothes are, Britney. You can mix and match them and create so many different outfits," Aunt Janet said.

Standing in front of the mirror, I admired my reflection. I couldn't believe how different I looked. I had always dressed modestly, and seeing myself in such revealing clothes was a shock to my system.

But as Aunt Janet watched me twirl around in the dressing room, she had a look of pure lust on her face.

"Britney, you look amazing. Those clothes were made for you," she gushed.

With every outfit I tried on, Aunt Janet's eyes looked hungrier and hungrier. Janet's cheeks were flush, and I could see her chest rising and falling as her breathing quickened. I could tell my Aunt was turned on looking at me.

I walked out of the dressing room in the last outfit Janet gave me to try on. It was a white super-cropped t-shirt and a black micro mini skirt that barely covered my new thong.

I was super self-conscious when I came out to show Janet how I looked. Janet just stared and licked her lips when she saw me. I could have sworn I saw her rub her legs together as if she was trying to massage her clit hands-free.

"That looks amazing on you. I can't believe Gail made you hide your killer body from the world. Never again!" Aunt Janet declared.

I twirled around, giving Janet one last look at me before heading back into the fitting room to change.

"You have enough energy to hit one more store?" Aunt Janet asked while taking my hand.

Her soft hand in mine felt right. I held her hand and let her lead the way.

"So where are we going?" I wondered.

"Well, based on the rest of your wardrobe, I figured new bathing suits were in order. I'm guessing your Mom doesn't let you wear bikinis," Aunt Janet speculated.

I couldn't help but laugh, "I am pretty sure Mom would die if she saw me with that much skin showing. We are a one-piece house."

"It is time to change that," Aunt Janet exclaimed as we approached the shop.

As we entered the store, I could feel my nerves starting to get the better of me. I had never worn a bikini and wasn't sure if I was ready for it. Aunt Janet sensed my hesitation, ran her hand through my hair, and looked me straight in the eyes.

"Don't worry, Britney. We'll find something you feel comfortable in," she said reassuringly.

But as we started browsing through the racks, I couldn't help but feel overwhelmed. I picked out a few cute one-pieces, but Aunt Janet insisted I try a bikini, not just a bikini, but a micro bikini.

"Trust me, Britney. You have a great figure, and a micro bikini will show it off in all the right ways," she said with a wink.

I felt a lump form in my throat as I reluctantly followed her to the section with the micro bikinis. I felt like all eyes were on me as we started looking through the tiny pieces of fabric.

"Aunt Janet, I don't know if I can do this," I said, my voice barely above a whisper.

"Of course you can, Britney. But let me show you something," she said as she started picking out bikinis.

I watched as Aunt Janet confidently chose a few micro bikinis.

"Let's go try these on," she said, pulling me into a dressing room.

I assumed we would get different changing rooms, but Aunt Janet joined me in the same room.

"Here, try this on," Aunt Janet said as she began to pull her shirt over her head.

I couldn't believe that my Aunt was undressing in front of me. I stood there, mouth agape staring at my now-naked Aunt. She looked beyond sexy. Her breasts were slightly more than a handful, perfect for her frame. I couldn't help but notice her hard, eraser size nipples poking out. My mouth watered as I looked at them. All I wanted at that moment was to suck them between my lips and roll my tongue around them.

As Aunt Janet bent over to pick up her bikini bottom, her pussy lips came into view. It may have just been my imagination, but her labia looked swollen. As she lifted her leg, I saw her pussy glistening in the light. Oh my god, Aunt Janet was wet!

My body heated up as I took in Janet's perfection. I wanted to touch myself so badly, but my Aunt was beside me.

With a glint in her eyes, Janet looked back at me, "Are you just going to gawk at me, or are you going to actually try one of the bikinis?"

Embarrassed that I had just been caught, I decided to give in to my Aunt's wish and see what wearing one of these bikinis was like. As I reached for the bikini, I couldn't believe how small it was. I slipped into the tiny black micro bikini and looked at myself in the mirror. The bikini top was made up of two small triangular pieces of fabric that barely covered my nipples, held together by thin strings that tied around my neck and back. The bottoms were even smaller, consisting of two tiny triangular pieces of fabric held together by thin strings that tied on either side of my hips. The strings were so thin that they almost disappeared against my skin.

Despite feeling self-conscious, I had to admit that the bikini made my body look incredible. It hugged me in all the right places, and I couldn't help but feel sexy.

I looked over at Aunt Janet. Her bikini was so small that it barely covered anything at all. The bright red color of the bikini made it impossible to miss. The color perfectly complemented her tanned skin. The triangle cups were so tiny that they barely covered her nipples, leaving little to the imagination. The strings that held the cups in place were so thin that they looked like they could snap at any moment.

As for the bottoms, they were equally revealing. The fabric was so minimal that it barely covered Aunt Janet's vulva and left her ass fully exposed. The thin strings that held the bottoms together disappeared into the creases of her hips, making it look like they were defying gravity.

I couldn't help but stare at Aunt Janet in her micro bikini. It was like nothing I had ever seen, and I couldn't believe someone could feel comfortable in such a revealing swimsuit. But Aunt Janet carried herself with confidence, and it was clear that she was proud of her body. Her toned abs and long legs looked stunning in the tiny bikini, and it was hard not to be in awe of her.

I couldn't believe my eyes! I had never seen anyone wear such a revealing swimsuit before. It made the suit I was wearing seem positively modest.

"I can't believe how tiny these bikinis are," I said, looking at Aunt Janet's outfit. "But you're right; they do make you look amazing."

"I never thought I'd be wearing something like this, but now I can't imagine wearing anything else," Aunt Janet replied, grinning.

I nervously chuckled as I turned to look at myself in the mirror again. "I don't know if I can pull this off like you, Aunt Janet. I feel so exposed."

"Nonsense, Britney. You look great! But let me help you adjust the straps a bit," she said, coming up behind me and fiddling with the ties on the bikini.

I held my breath as Aunt Janet's fingers touched my skin. My heart was pounding, and I felt my pussy leaking into the tiny bottoms of my bikini.

"I hope I don't make a wet spot," I worried to myself.

As Aunt Janet helped me adjust the bikini straps to fit me better, I felt a sense of closeness and comfort with her. It was a closeness that wasn't just familial. I wanted to turn around and kiss Aunt Janet but was too scared to take the chance.

I simply turned around and said, "Thanks, Aunt Janet," feeling grateful. "I think this micro bikini is growing on me."

"I knew it would," she replied with a wink. "Now, let's go show off our new bikinis to the world!"

My body ached as we drove home. I thought about going to my room to release some of the sexual tension I felt, but Aunt Janet insisted that I go out on her deck and spend some time in one of my new bikinis.

"I'm going to take care of some stuff around the house. You'll have plenty of privacy. The people on the beach can't see you on the deck," Aunt Janet explained, trying to alleviate some of my worries.

Standing in front of the mirror in my Aunt's guest room, I couldn't help but feel nervous. I had always been told to be self-conscious about my body, and the thought of exposing so much of it in a bikini made me feel vulnerable. But as I looked at myself, Aunt Janet's voice rang in my head, telling me to push past those insecurities and embrace my sexuality.

I slipped on my new black micro bikini, adjusting the straps and ensuring everything was in place. The last thing I wanted was a "wardrobe malfunction," even if no one would see me. As I stood there in front of the mirror, I couldn't help but notice how different it felt from the swimsuits I had worn in the past.

It wasn't just that the straps were thinner; the material was sleeker, leaving more skin exposed. The bikini felt charged with a sexual energy that was hard to ignore. My nipples were hard and pressed against the thin material that barely covered my areola. My pussy tingled, and I felt myself getting wet as I walked out of my room.

As I made my way out to the deck, I felt a mix of excitement and apprehension. The deck was surrounded by trees and foliage, providing a sense of privacy that was both comforting and daunting. But as I settled into my lounge chair, I felt my nerves start to dissipate. I was determined to make the most of this experience and wouldn't let anything hold me back.

I unscrewed the cap of the bottle of tanning oil with SPF, and the scent of coconut instantly wafted up to my nose. I breathed in deeply, letting the tropical aroma fill my senses. It was intoxicating and made me feel like I was on a secluded island paradise.

I poured some oil onto my palm and rubbed my hands together, warming it up. I then began to apply it all over my body, starting with my legs. The oil glided smoothly over my skin, leaving behind a subtle sheen that caught the sunlight.

As I continued to rub the oil into my skin, I couldn't help but marvel at how it made me feel. I felt like a sexy goddess as my slick fingers explored every inch of my exposed body. It was like I was touching myself for the first time.

I worked my way up to my torso, rubbing the oil into my stomach and chest. I slipped my hands under the tiny fabric and kneaded the oil into my sensitive breasts. My breathing became more labored and shallow the longer my hands explored my flesh. I ran my fingers around the underside of my boobs, teasing my sun-touched skin.

A loud moan escaped my lips as my fingers danced along my body. I hoped Aunt Janet didn't hear me, but at this point, I was too lost in the sensations of my body to even care if she did.

It was a vulnerable moment as I was exposing the most intimate parts of my body to the sun. But as I applied the oil, I couldn't help but feel my body call out to be caressed.

I slid my fingers down my smooth, oiled torso and made my way between my legs. Aunt Janet was busy doing stuff around the house, so I felt like I had plenty of time to make myself cum.

I pulled the barely there fabric aside and ran my oiled-up fingers around my vulva. My pussy glistened in the sun as I teased myself. My fingers slid up and down the sensitive contours of my body where my crotch met my legs.

"That feels so good," I whispered, spreading my labia.

My middle finger glided up and down my wet pussy, teasing my hole with every pass. My hips bucked uncontrollably, begging my fingers to fuck my wanton cunt.

With my other hand, I exposed my nipples to the sun. The sun's warmth on my full breasts, for the first time, almost made me cum on the spot. I splashed some more tanning oil into my hand and ran my fingers around my aching nipples.

I pressed two fingers into my drenched cunt, and began fucking myself with a slow and intense rhythm. With every thrust of my fingers, my palm pressed hard against my clit, sending shivers throughout my body.

I was a sweaty mess as I fucked myself in the exposed air. I was so lost in the moment that I hadn't even heard my Aunt join me on the deck.

The sound of Aunt Janet's moaning alerted me to her presence. She stood before me in the red micro bikini she had tried on in the store, her leg up on the other lounge chair. My Aunt's bikini bottom was pulled to the side, providing me a clear look at her glistening, hairless pussy, as she massaged her clit with two fingers.

"Aunt Janet," I exclaimed.

"Please don't stop," she begged me.

No one had ever looked at me the way Aunt Janet looked at me at that moment, and I loved it. Having Janet there awoke something in me, and I wanted to make her a part of my lewd act.

"Rub that pussy for me, Aunt Janet. Look at how wet my pussy is. The way you look at me has made my body yearn for you since I got here," I moaned, looking right at Aunt Janet rubbing her pussy furiously.

"Oh, Britney. I am so close. You have no idea how hot you are. I knew there was a wild girl inside you," Aunt Janet wailed.

My curled fingers pressed against my G-spot as they pumped in and out of my pussy, "I'm such a wild girl, Aunt Janet. You have awakened something in me, and I need to give in to it. Cum with your dirty wild niece, Aunt Janet."

I brought my hand from my breast to my clit and rubbed it frantically, matching my Aunt's movements.

Sweat was dripping down Aunt Janet's body as the heat beat down on us. Seeing her glistening body was too much for me.

"I'm cumming," I screamed, not caring if anyone on the beach could hear me.

My body trembled as I watched Aunt Janet join me in my orgasm.

As we came down from our post-orgasmic bliss, Aunt Janet lay next to me on the lounge chair. Her slim fingers ran through my brown hair, pulling my face close to hers. I held my breath as our faces came closer together. So much has changed over the past two days, and this next moment I knew would change things even more.

Aunt Janet's smooth, soft lips met mine in the gentlest kiss I had ever experienced. While I had kissed several boys, I had never kissed a woman. The sensation was so different, but it felt so good. I could feel Aunt Janet's desire in each kiss. I ran my tongue over my Aunt's lips before slipping my tongue into her mouth. Aunt Janet greedily sucked my tongue into her mouth like it was a little cock. No one had ever done that to me, and I absolutely loved it.

I wrapped my arms around Aunt Janet's bare skin, pulling her into me as we kissed. Our breasts pressed against each other as our kiss intensified. Janet's tongue massaged mine as our hands roamed over each other's bodies.

I couldn't believe that I was making out with my Aunt! Mom's sister could not have been more different than her. Maybe this is why Mom kept me away from her for so long. Aunt Janet's whole energy screamed sex, and I couldn't help but be affected by it.

"That was unexpected," Aunt Janet said, breaking our kiss.

All I could say at that moment was, "Wow!"

Aunt Janet laughed loudly, "Cat's got your tongue. You had no problem finding the words to say a few minutes ago."

I joined Aunt Janet in laughing at the absurdity of the moment. I kissed her again as I tried to make sense of what was happening.

"I can't believe that happened, Aunt Janet," I finally said.