This erotic literature contains explicit sexual content and should only be read by adults. If reading descriptions of explicit sexual activity would in any way be offensive to you or illegal for you to do, you must stop reading this immediately. Continuing to read beyond this point is your agreement that you are aware of what lies ahead and legally allowed to read this material. Thank you. The author of this story (Mikes_Fantasies) reserves all rights to this story--reproducing this story without the author's permission is prohibited Me and Aunt Jen (Fm, incest, cons, spank, oral) Author: Mikes_Fantasies September 2004 I was sitting beside the pool and staring at my Aunt Jen's awesome body when she looked up and caught me. "Busted - damn," I thought. Who could blame me? Aunt Jen is my mother's younger sister - ten years younger - and a stone fox. She is only twelve years older than me. The day was my seventeenth birthday and we were having a family party at Aunt Jen and Uncle Bob's house. Jen was looking especially foxy that day. She is about 5'6" tall, 120 pounds and deeply tanned. Her hair is shoulder length, honey blonde, and her eyes are blue-green, the color of the ocean on a sunny day. She was wearing a very skimpy, bright yellow bikini with high cut legs setting off her perfect ass. That ass was the object of my desire when Jen caught me staring. She initially frowned but then smiled at my obvious discomfort. I stood and headed for the house to hide my embarrassment. I was in the kitchen pulling a Coke from the refrigerator when Jen appeared beside me. "I guess my little nephew is all grown up," she whispered in my ear. "Did you like what you saw?" I blushed deeply red and mumbled, "Yes - I'm sorry." "It's OK - no need to be sorry," Jen said. "I haven't had a chance to wish you a happy birthday and give you your present. Let's go upstairs for a few minutes." Aunt Jen led the way upstairs and her beautiful butt was swaying just in front of my face as we climbed. I would have been happy to keep climbing those stairs forever. By the time we got to the top, I had a painful erection that was very obvious through my swimsuit. "Why you naughty boy," Jen smiled. "I think you need a birthday spanking. Come here and get over my knee." Jen sat on the bed. I stood in front of her. "Let's get these off," she said, grabbing my swim trunks and tugging them down. I stepped out of them and blushed as my hard cock bobbed in front of my Aunt's smiling face. "I was right. You are all grown up," said Jen. "Now get right across my knees." I laid across Jen's lap. My cock was forced sideways in the valley formed by her thighs with the head pointing toward her swimsuit-covered pussy. Every time she moved, her smooth skin rubbed against me. "Let's see - 17 plus one to grow on plus one for good luck and one just to make it an even 20." Aunt Jen began with a brisk slap to my right cheek. "Ow," I laughed, "Was that what you call a spank?" "Just for that, I'll make sure you feel the rest," said Jen. The next one was twice as hard, landing on my other cheek and causing an immediate burning sensation. Jen stopped for a moment. "I didn't hear you count. We better start over." Smack. "One," I said as I jumped. This was definitely the hardest birthday spanking I had ever had - and the first on my bare butt. It wasn't nearly as hard as some of the punishment spankings I had received from my parents, but I could tell I was going to remember it every time I sat for the next few days. What I wasn't prepared for was with every swat, my cock twitched in a very sexual way. This spanking was turning me on more than anything I had ever before done. Jen spanked and I counted. When we reached 19, with only one to go, she stopped and rubbed my cheeks, gently squeezing and massaging them. I moaned and it wasn't from pain. My dick was throbbing and I could feel the slipperiness of my precum on Jen's thighs. "Here is number 20," she said and really whacked me, right in the middle and burning both cheeks. "Twenty," I yelled as I started to cum. I shot a huge load onto Aunt Jen's thighs as I bucked up and down in the most intense orgasm I had ever felt. As soon as I finished, the embarrassment set in and I turned bright red and stammered as I apologized. "Don't be sorry," Jen said gently. "This sort of thing happens. It is perfectly natural for a man to get turned on by a spanking." I stood up. "It does seem that you made quite a mess here though," she said, motioning toward the large puddle of shiny semen on her thighs. She held her legs tightly together to keep it from running through onto the bed. "I think you should clean it up." "Oh, OK," I said and turned toward the bathroom to get a towel. "With your mouth," Jen said. I turned back and she motioned for me to get onto my knees and get to work. In a moment, I was licking my cum off my beautiful Aunt's firm brown thighs. I had tasted my cum before and was prepared for the slightly spicy taste. What really held my attention was my eyes and nose mere inches away from Jen's pussy - hidden behind the thin material of her tiny swimsuit. I finished and swallowed the last of my cum and Jen leaned back and sighed, "You've had your fun, would you help me have some of my own?" She slipped her bikini bottoms off and dropped them onto the floor. She slid forward to the edge of the bed, placing her pussy within inches of my eyes. The musky smell added to my growing excitement. "Go ahead. I want you to lick it and suck it and make me cum." I couldn't believe my ears, but didn't wait to get started. I dove in and Jen used her hands and gentle words to guide me to where I could cause her the maximum pleasure. I loved the taste and the smell and the feel of her pussy. I could tell that she was enjoying it as well. She moaned loudly and all of the muscles in her belly and thighs contracted as she screamed in ecstasy. "Thank you, my favorite nephew," she said as she hugged me tightly. "I guess we should get back to the party before people start looking for us." "OK," I said as I stood and looked around for my swimsuit. As I did, I looked toward the door and saw Uncle Bob with a big smile on his face and his hand working his cock inside his swim trunks. "Hmmmm," I thought to myself. "This could get very interesting."