My Summer with Aunt Janet

"After what happened, I am pretty sure you can just call me Janet," she chuckled.

"I think I like calling you Aunt," I surprisingly admitted to her and myself.

"You are bad," Aunt Janet purred, kissing me again.

Aunt Janet and I made out for several minutes before she stood up and helped me to my feet.

"We should get ready for dinner. How does take out sound?" Aunt Janet asked.

"Sounds good to me. I like the idea of spending the night at home with you," I said.

Aunt Janet pulled me close to her and kissed me, "Go shower. We have a lot to talk about during dinner."

As I stepped into the shower, I took a deep breath and closed my eyes, letting the hot water cascade over my body. The steam filled the small bathroom, and I felt my muscles relax as the warm water hit my skin. I can't believe that Aunt Janet and I masturbated together. We did more than that; we kissed. She was my Aunt, for god's sake. This was incest. I partook in an incestuous act, and I didn't feel sickened by it at all. If I was honest with myself, the forbidden nature of what happened turned me on even more. What was happening to me?

I spent a little longer in the shower than usual, enjoying the hot water against my skin. I needed a moment alone to clear my thoughts before spending more time with Aunt Janet.

I grabbed the loofah and scrubbed my skin, trying to remove the oily residue from the tanning spray. The loofah was rough against my skin, but I didn't care. I wanted to make sure I looked perfect for dinner.

As I rinsed off the last of the tanning oil, I felt a sense of relief. My skin looked natural and healthy, not overly shiny and fake. I took a deep breath and reminded myself that I didn't need to look perfect to impress Aunt Janet. She loved me for who I was, not how I looked.

While washing my hair, I thought about the clothes that Aunt Janet and I had bought earlier in the day. I knew I wanted to wear something that would show off my body, but I needed to decide which outfit to choose.

When I got out of the shower and dried off, I wrapped myself in a fluffy white towel and walked over to my closet. I looked through my new clothes, trying to decide which outfit would make me feel the sexiest. Ultimately, I chose a black mini-skirt that showed off my ass and legs, a white crop top that showed off my toned stomach, and a pair of strappy sandals that elongated my legs.

As I got dressed, I couldn't help but feel a little nervous. I had never worn such a revealing outfit before, and I wasn't sure if I was ready for Janet's reaction. But at the same time, I felt a sense of excitement. I was finally expressing myself in a way that felt true to me, and it was a liberating feeling.

After getting dressed, I sat at my vanity and started applying my makeup. I didn't usually wear a lot of makeup, but tonight I wanted to look extra special. I applied a bit of foundation to even out my skin tone, some mascara to make my eyes pop, and a touch of lip gloss to make my lips look full and pouty.

I looked forward to kissing Aunt Janet with my shiny lips.

When I finished my makeup, I stood up and looked at myself in the mirror. I couldn't believe how different I looked. The black mini skirt hugged accentuated my ass, and the white crop top showed off my tits and toned stomach. I felt sexy and confident in a way that I never had before.

As I walked out of my room, I felt slightly self-conscious. But when Aunt Janet saw me, her eyes lit up. Aunt Janet looked me up and down, her eyes filled with lust, as she licked her lips.

"Britney, you look stunning!" she said.

I blushed, grateful for her compliment and glad my effort was noticed.

As we sat down for dinner, I couldn't help but feel a little bit nervous. But as the conversation and wine flowed, I began to relax. Aunt Janet and I talked about everything from school to fashion to our dreams for the future.

The tension at the table was palpable, but we were scared to broach what had happened between us on the deck.

When we finally finished eating, Janet softly said, "We should talk," as she led me to the couch.

The warmth of the wine flowed through my body, loosening me up for what was about to come.

Janet and I sat down, facing each other, while we held hands. I took a deep breath before speaking.

"What happened on the deck was amazing, and I don't regret it one bit," I declared.

A smile crossed Janet's face as a sense of relief seemed to wash over her.

"Oh, thank god. I was worried that I crossed a line we could never come back from," Aunt Janet said, tears welling in her eyes.

I gently rubbed the back of my hand on Aunt Janet's soft cheeks, wiping away her tears.

"Nothing you could do would make me want to run away from you. You have awoken a part of me I long repressed. I don't know what would have happened if Mom had never sent me here for the month, but I do know that I would have been less of a person because of it. I love you," I proclaimed.

I slid my hand through Aunt Janet's blonde locks and brought my face towards hers. We both knew what was about to happen and welcomed it. There was no going back from this moment. Aunt Janet and I were no longer just Aunt and niece; we were about to become lovers.

Our lips met as I clenched my eyes tight. Aunt Janet's lips tasted tart, the remanence of the wine we had with dinner lingering on her lips. I ran my fingers over Aunt Janet's toned yet soft arms, giving her the tingles.

Aunt Janet moaned into my mouth as the back of my hand grazed her sensitive breasts. I could feel Aunt Janet's chest move up and down as her breathing became shallower. We were both so horny. All I wanted to do at that moment was to rip my Aunt's clothes off, but I wanted to make this night special.

"Let's go to my room before things heat up too much," Aunt Janet said, leading the way.

Once there, Aunt Janet threw me on the bed. I was shocked by the aggressive turn but was excited to see this "wild side" she had spoken so much about. I lay there watching in awe as Janet ripped off her top, her bra along with it. Aunt Janet's tits hung there for all the world to see.

I grabbed my Aunt by the ass and pulled her on top of me, bringing her breasts to my mouth in the process. While I had never played with another set of tits but my own, I tried remembering all the things I read from Literotica and all the various porn I had seen. I dragged my tongue along the outside of Aunt Janet's heavy breasts before kissing every inch of her milky flesh.

"Just like that, Britney. Are you sure you've never done this?" Aunt Janet cried out.

Her words were all the encouragement that I needed. I kissed my way over to her nipple, twirled my tongue around her dark areola, and nibbled at her hard-as-a-rock nipple. Janet held the back of my head, a clear sign that she was enjoying my ministrations. I sucked her hard nipple into my mouth while my hands grabbed her tight ass through her skirt.

The two of us pushed our skirts up around our hips as our knees ground into each other's drenched, thong-covered pussies. We rubbed our bodies against each other as I kissed, licked, and sucked on my Aunt's tits.

"I need you," Aunt Janet said, ripping off my crop top and skirt.

I smiled at her as she took in my almost naked body.

"No bra, you naughty girl. You truly do take after me," Aunt Janet hissed as she brought her lips to my tight young body.

No one had touched my body besides me, let alone pressed their lips to my flesh. The feeling of Aunt Janet's lips on my chest sent me into a tizzy.

"Don't stop, Auntie. Show me just how naughty you are. Make your niece your little slut," I yelled.

Something about the incestuous part of this relationship made me want to talk dirty. It was clear Aunt Janet loved the encouragement as she slid my thong down my legs before spreading my thighs wide open.

Aunt Janet took my right nipple into her mouth, nibbling it with her teeth gently before circling it with her tongue. I gripped her head like she had done to me minutes ago. The feeling of her mouth on my breast caused my pussy to quiver. The smell of our sex filled my nostrils.

Aunt Janet eased her fingers up my legs, creeping ever closer to my wet, needy cunt. I bucked my hips, hoping to demonstrate how badly I craved my Aunt's attention on my twat, but she continued going at her own pace. Aunt Janet was enjoying the power she had over me, and I couldn't do anything except accept it.

"Please, Aunt Janet! Finger my pussy. Eat me. Anything. Just make me cum," I begged like the eager, inexperienced lover I was.

Aunt Janet simply pulled away from my tits, looked me in the eyes, and smiled. The smile was no regular smile. It was the smile of the devil, who knew I was hers and that I would do anything I could to please her.

Her nails dug into my meaty thighs as Aunt Janet dragged them up my legs. There was a mix of pleasure and pain as Aunt Janet made her mark on my skin. It was as if she was marking her territory. I was now hers, and she wanted the world to know.

I couldn't take it anymore. I needed relief.

"I beg you, Aunt Janet. Eat your naughty niece's dripping wet pussy. I know you want to cement this incestuous relationship," I moaned.

Aunt Janet wrapped her arms around my legs, pulling me to the edge of the bed before grabbing hold of my tight ass. She kissed up my inner thighs, leaving a trail of saliva behind her as she got closer to my cunt.

She blew warm air over my vulva as I felt my labia quiver. "Your pussy looks delicious," Janet said as she finally lapped at my pussy.

"Yes!" I screamed as Janet's tongue ran up and down the length of my slit from the hole to my clit.

Aunt Janet slid her tongue into my pussy as deep as she could, sucking up as much of my wetness as humanly possible. I grabbed the back of her head, pushing her face into my cunt, while pressing my hips forward. While I was afraid I would drown my Aunt in my juices, I needed to feel a release.

I ground my pussy into Aunt Janet's mouth while I pulled at my taut, swollen nipples. Aunt Janet sucked my clit between her lips as she circled it with the flat of her tongue.

"Oh, just like that. Don't stop. I am so close, Aunt Janet," I screamed.

And she didn't stop. Aunt Janet looked up at me, our eyes meeting, while she diligently circled her tongue on my clit. The feeling was too much, and I felt my body explode in orgasmic bliss.

A gush of cum flooded out of me as I squirted for the first time. Janet lapped up as much of my wetness as she could before laying on top of me and lovingly kissing me.

Pussy juices covered Aunt Janet's lips and chin. I grabbed her head and licked up the glistening cum from my Aunt's face. The taste of cum was something I had never tried before, and something was intoxicating about it. I couldn't wait to taste Aunt Janet's cunt and see what pussy juice tasted like from the source.

We lay together in silence for a few more minutes while Aunt Janet caressed my body. I could feel the love oozing off of my Aunt, despite the raunchy sex we just had.

"I want to go down on you," I said softly, kissing Aunt Janet lovingly.

"Are you sure? You don't have to. We have all the time in the world," Aunt Janet reassured me.

I didn't answer. I slid on top of my Aunt and kissed my way down her neck. Aunt Janet's smell was intoxicating, and it was driving me nuts.

I grazed the bottom of Aunt Janet's amble breasts with my manicured nails. Feeling another woman's breasts in my hands was something I had never imagined before, but this trip was full of surprises.

I kissed around Aunt Janet's tits, enjoying the flavor of her skin. She tasted like flowers, something I never expected about having sex with another woman.

"That feels really good, Britney," Aunt Janet purred.

I took that as a sign to continue and kissed my way over to her nipples. I twirled my fingers around her taut nipples before rolling them between two fingers. I knew I was doing something right because her nipples grew harder in my hands. I took turns playing with each nipple.

I couldn't help but smile as I brought my mouth to her breasts. These are the first breast I have had in my mouth in eighteen years, and I couldn't believe it was my mother's sister's breasts that were now in my mouth. I nibbled at her nipple, pulling and biting it gently as I kneaded her other breast with my palm.

"You are a natural, Britney, but I need you to make me cum," Aunt Janet moaned.

A part of me wanted to get revenge and tease her for as long as I could, but I wanted to taste my Aunt's pussy. I wanted to see what pussy tasted like directly from the source.

I kissed my way down my Aunt's hard abs before coming to her crotch. To my surprise, Aunt Janet still had her thong on. It was drenched with her juices and clung to her, giving her a camel toe.

"It is time to get these silly things off," I exclaimed, pulling the thong down her legs.

I spread Aunt's thighs apart and took in her glistening, swollen pussy. I kissed my way up Aunt Janet's thighs, licking every drop of wetness I saw.

"Let me help you," Aunt Janet said, spreading her labia for me.

Aunt Janet's pussy was dripping cream down into her ass hole. I lapped up as much of her juices as possible, trying to savor every last drop.

I was addicted. The taste of my Aunt's cream was delicious. My tongue slid up and down my Aunt's slit as I kissed her clit with every pass.

"Play with my clit, sweetie," Aunt Janet instructed.

I rolled my tongue around Aunt Janet's button before slipping my lips around it.

"Just like that. Now use the flat of your tongue, going in circles on it. Yes! A little more pressure, Perfect. Just like that. Oh, keep going. Don't stop, you dirty girl. Make your Aunt cum all over your face," Aunt Janet directed me.

Like a good little slut, I listened to my Aunt and continued to roll my tongue in circles on her clit, while I slipped a couple of fingers into her tight cunt.

"Oh god, yes!" Janet yelled, her pussy clenching my fingers as she came.

I moved beside her on the bed and kissed her softly on the forehead.

"How'd I do for my first time?" I asked, feeling self-conscious.

"You were amazing, honey. I can't believe that was your first time. Seriously, that was amazing," Aunt Janet reassured me.

The two of us just lay there naked, holding each other, enjoying each other's company.

"I guess this is why Mom didn't want to bring me around," I joked as we came down from our orgasms.

"Well... There was a lot more to your Mom and my relationship than you know about," Janet surprised me.

"Are you saying... you and Mom? Really? When? How?" I asked, shocked by the revelation.

Yet, everything she said made complete sense now. It explained why Mom stayed physically away from my Aunt despite being close. Mom knew that she couldn't control herself around her.

"I'll answer all of your questions tomorrow. Let's go to sleep," Aunt Janet said, pulling the covers over us.

As I tried falling asleep, I couldn't help but wonder if Mom knew something would happen between Aunt Janet and me. Maybe that was why she sent me here in the first place; I pondered as sleep finally came for me.